Chapter 147: Elder Su

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“I’ve met Su Qingli. You must want to see her too, don’t you?”

“What do you mean?”

As expected, the old man became somewhat agitated, but he soon regained his composure.

Knowing Su Liangyue as he did, if she had truly gained some advantage, she would already have become insufferably smug, coming over to flaunt it and make sarcastic remarks.

...

Although she had made a prior arrangement with Bei Chenxiao, she had immediately followed him back to Prince Yi’s Residence after Baili’s death. To the covert guards around Baili Muxue, that was humiliating as well. Rather than wait for the two sides to fall out and come to blows, she might as well send them back herself.

Wasn’t this precisely the effect Mantototo wanted? The fact that she could swallow a mouthful of soy milk showed that she had finally set her mind somewhat at ease.

Look at them during the breaks between practice. Several members were chatting, but all of them had their heads lowered, playing on their own phones. Even when they spoke, they merely glanced at each other’s screens, “sharing what the other lacked.”

“...” It was exactly as he had feared. Li Fangwu sighed. His father had committed too many atrocities. Ever since taking over as Lord of Pingling, he had scarcely enjoyed a good night’s sleep, always afraid that those his father had killed would come seeking revenge in his dreams.

Ning Si stopped what she was doing and raised her head to look at Song Huaijing, noticing that his complexion was rather poor.

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Jiang Xuanzhen sat on the edge of the bed with his eyes half closed, allowing her to remove his outer robe and then undo his inner garment. When her fingers touched the collar of his underclothes, she gave an awkward little cough.

When she reached the space between two large trees, a faint sound suddenly came from above. With no time to investigate, she rolled across the ground and quickly hid some distance away.

Ziniu knew his history. He understood that, from ancient times to the present, few things or people in the imperial palace had ever been truly clean, and that there were plenty of tales involving supernatural forces and strange phenomena.

She had clearly seen the delicate flush around her ears. Manli had beautiful skin, and the redness actually made her look even more attractive. Xia Ke, who was closest to her, was grinding his teeth inwardly.

During the three advances, Chu Fan even landed a critical hit once. With Chu Fan’s immense damage output and the bonus from his skill mastery level, the outcome was self-evident.

Looking at the woman he loved and realizing that she was enduring such agony, Xiao Yunfan’s eyes filled with even greater heartache.

As soon as Lin Nuo arrived, he switched to the company’s Mercedes sedan, then drove once more, heading for the airport.

I had already begun racking my brains for a way to escape, but the other person continued staring at Bai Ling and speaking as though nothing else mattered.

Just as Qing Chen was about to repeat his old trick, a gigantic tongue came hurtling toward him and sent him crashing heavily to the ground.

Then fortune surged out of the Imperial Jade Seal once more, flowing toward Chu Tian, who lay beneath it with his eyes closed.

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The mouse led Lin Nuo inside. They went straight down the stairs to the second basement level, where the view suddenly opened up.

Fortunately, the recoil from that kick knocked Baicai slightly off balance, allowing her to evade the vital point.

The thirty-eighth year of the Chaotong era came eight years after Xuanhe replaced Chaotong. Would that not make it twenty years ago? That was shortly after I was born. No wonder I had never heard of it.

There were many people here—demons, monsters, ghosts, immortals, Buddhas, and all kinds of other beings. They all stayed in this place.

Outside the Hall of Benevolence, looking at the clinic that was still overflowing with people, Zeng Yi suddenly realized that he had not actually spent all that long there. And yet, he had already come to regard it as another home of his in Tianjing.

Mother said I had never sleepwalked, so the only possibility was that I had lost my soul. But Mother also said that someone who had lost their soul should look dazed and foolish. At the time, however, not only had I spoken clearly, there had also been no sign that anything was wrong with me.

Having returned to the city, he carried a heart full of fervor and led a group of passionate young people to create his own immortal heroic legend amid a hail of bullets.

The Taiji diagram in Shi Jue’s hand suddenly struck him hard in the chest as its power began to fade. The tremendous impact left his internal organs badly shaken.

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