Chapter 41: Enthusiastic Brother Qiang

For the past two days, mother and child slept in the same hospital bed, and Zhou Yunmeng had grown used to simply reaching out horizontally to gently gather the child into her embrace.

Zhou Yunmeng took a sip of the rising steam. Because it had been simmered early on, it wasn't scalding, just pleasantly warm. Having such a hot soup in the dead of winter warmed her all the way from her mouth to her stomach.

It was rare for her to be in such a good mood that she went out to browse a nearby large supermarket. While pushing a shopping cart and standing on the escalator heading down to pay, she happened to run into a power outage at the supermarket.

Knowing how much Mother Lin loved to show off, people in the village had been gossiping quite a bit recently because she hadn't gone to join the army with her husband, often comparing her to Shen Baozhu.

Nan Shiyu's feelings were shallow; even though she had tried hard to hide her true intentions during this time, the ardor, heartfelt joy, and initiative born from genuine affection simply could not be faked.

Upon hearing this, Supervisor Cai's expression turned extremely unsightly. He hurriedly confessed his mistake, then rushed away from the banquet to prepare the documentation required for the bank loan.

Mindful of this, Chen Wuji added yet another layer of identity to his supposed backer—the completely fabricated "mysterious flying celestial elder."

However, by the time the two reached the entrance of the alley, they happened to see Li Yongnian dumping everything he was carrying onto the ground and raising a three-meter-long wooden staff directly.

Yunmeng hadn't said anything else, but she specifically mentioned the iron wok, which meant she certainly had a well-thought-out plan. Iron woks were hard to come by and required two industrial ration coupons as well; since Yunmeng specially remarked that it wouldn't cost much more, it was bound to be a much better deal than using two industrial coupons.

When Sheng Nuan woke up again, it was already past seven in the morning. It was only at this moment that she realized when Zhe Yue came over here through reverse summoning, she wasn't restricted by time at all... Why should she be the one subjected to all sorts of limitations?

Li Ye glanced around, realizing he truly had nothing suitable to give to Wu Yi, so he reached out, took a flintlock short pistol from a guard, and said, "General Wu, I came in a hurry and brought no welcoming gift. Please accept this flintlock pistol as a token of my regard."

"You're awake, so stop grumbling. You should be able to tell whether I'm treating you well or badly. The most important thing right now is to heal your injuries first, and then focus on tonight's match," Ye Feng said, softening his tone.

"We will fight—that's a given. But how should we fight? From where should we strike? These are the things we need to discuss today," Gao Jiancheng said, taking a sip of tea.

Just like that, a dozen minutes passed. The entire universe returned to tranquility, and the negative energy seemed to have vanished entirely. Anyone arriving here later would never have imagined that an extraordinarily astonishing battle had taken place here just a short while ago.

At that moment, the Laizhou garrison troops came into conflict with the Laizhou prefectural government over provisions and pay. With no one at the prefectural office to handle the matter, the situation escalated further until a rebellion finally broke out under the instigation of garrison commander Diao Shi.

Seeing his attack miss once again, four or five cross-shaped veins popped up on Vegeta's forehead. His battle aura flared up once more as he gave chase to Gohan.

"Mother Empress, Minister Yun has already agreed to return to court to command the three armies. Tomorrow morning during court in the Zijin Hall, I will once again bestow the authority of Grand General. Does Mother Empress have anything to say?" Xuanyuan Rui looked toward the Empress Dowager.

Besides, the cooldown time of the Trickster's only mobility skill was longer than Ezreal's spatial shift skill E, making it extremely difficult for Wang Xiu to trade evenly in a direct frontal skirmish with the Sea King.

For the first time in his life, Su Ruohan doubted his own charm. He reached out, his slender fingers stroking his chin as he fell into deep thought, utterly baffled.

She actually held a favorable impression of Ye Yan. Although this guy was a bit wicked, particularly lecherous, and full of sweet-talk, for some reason, whenever she was with him, she always felt a warm, glowing sensation in her heart that felt wonderfully comforting.

Some people wanted to apprentice under him and learn sand painting from Lin Yi; others clamored for Lin Yi to create another sand painting for everyone; someone ran over, snatched two candles, blew them out, and tucked them into their bosom; another snatched the large green brick used to cushion the glass and shoved it into their sleeve.

"Simply damned—those bastards from the Primordial Holy Land and others who merely sat on the mountain to watch the tigers fight have actually turned into heroes, into protectors of the Jiuzhou seas!" One of the divine generals cursed outright, his anger burning as the divine sword in his hand vibrated with a sharp, murderous intent humming through the air.

"Why?" Mo Chen was asking a question to which he already knew the answer, but he still wanted to confirm whether the water prison was indeed the place where Dai Min was imprisoned.

It was midsummer in July and August, a time when vegetation flourished. In this mountainous region nearly a hundred kilometers away from the urban area of Xijiang, the shade of the trees blocked out the sun, resulting in very poor visibility.

However, a moment later, when Lin Yi recited up to the lines, "The Way of Heaven has no favorites; it is always with the good person. The virtuous hold the tally, while the virtueless perish utterly...", the crowd finally began to perceive the profound subtlety within.

Chen Tianyuan acted as though his patience had reached its absolute limit. His voice was low and harsh, carrying a threatening undertone.

Yet, a vicious dragon was still a vicious dragon. The arhat's stroke might have been somewhat light and weak, causing the vicious dragon to merely draw in a cool breath, feeling as relaxed as if someone had given it a massage. Undeterred, the arhat pulled the peeled dragon skin back upward, making the vicious dragon instantly feel as though every cell on its surface were tingling with static electricity, delightfully numb and tingly.

Jin Shengzhe was instantly at a loss for words. Because what was said sounded somewhat reasonable, leaving him momentarily unable to refute it.

The old man said this, placed his wine cup on the chessboard, opened the seal of the wine jar, poured the wine into the cup, and then took the lead in raising his cup.

The more Zijin thought about it, the more unsettled her heart became. She was terrified that Abbess Jingmi might have some further entanglement with Du Manqiu. With the Grand Princess currently away, Ye Qingcheng being entirely unfocused, and the Peaceful North Marquis Manor in its most turbulent state, Zijin could not help but let her mind wander anxiously.