Chapter 58: The Soul Is Gone!

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Nan Yuanman's eyes lit up, and her chubby little hands patted her chest with a thud. "Just tell me, Yuanman promises to help you get it done!"

Feng Yuli pressed his thin lips together, deliberately putting on a somewhat worried expression on his face. "I'd like to ask for your help to take a look at my father."

"Three years ago, my father fell unconscious for no apparent reason. Hospital examinations didn't reveal any problems, but he has simply remained asleep and hasn't woken up."

"My family members are extremely worried, so they invited a Taoist priest from the Three Qing Temple..."

Hearing this, Lanyu became even more furious. In this world, she had never seen such a shameless person, and what's more, he was even a student of Blue Sword Academy.

Reviewing a semi-finished song was obviously a hot potato, and anyone with half a brain knew it. The thoughts of the four mentors could well be imagined.

Just now when she returned, she had been cornered by the shipper crowd, who grabbed her hands and asked whether the two of them had been holding hands when they came downstairs just now. Although the principal and leaders were present at the time and no one dared to make a fuss, everyone noted it down in secret.

As Shen Yi's spiritual power poured in, the blue powder emitted a crystalline radiance that grew brighter and brighter, gradually condensing into a spar enclosing a wisp of white Qi.

Oddly enough, Wang Geng, who was standing to the side, stood up at the exact same time as Yuqingzi and walked outside.

He flipped over the playing card to take a glance, a smile hooking the corner of his lips as he proudly recited his own code name.

Only by vigorously expanding the vegetable garden could more vegetables be grown, ensuring that everyone had enough to eat.

Fortunately, Gu Junshi had the landline number of Su Shu's home. He took out his phone and dialed Su Shu's number.

However, she was already a step too late. Last night, she and Shen Yu had already confirmed their relationship with each other.

Even tree trunks could be pierced through; if a human body were to be hit head-on by an iron sword, wouldn't it become as fragile as paper mache?

Otherwise, purely relying on his abilities, Aokiji would have had more than enough time to dodge Jiang Liufeng's attack.

The two had been entangled continuously, but even at his peak state, Kaido could not gain the upper hand against Jiang Liufeng. Now, fighting while trying to protect Naruto, how could he possibly withstand Jiang Liufeng's onslaught?

Yet, such a picturesque and beautiful place had been completely ruined by a scene that Jiang Liufeng found utterly repulsive.

He was also delighted that he had finally gained initial recognition from his boss and won further trust.

Jiang Liufeng's abilities did not belong to this world in the first place, and as for the system, it went without saying—it was a loophole within this world.

The fact that Liang Mingjiang was not discussing it with him meant that this outcome was a decision made by the organization after multifaceted deliberations.

After giving Caesar a fierce beating to vent his anger, Jiang Liufeng instructed Boss Doflamingo to head straight to Dressrosa without waiting for him. Then, he flashed back at lightning speed to Punk Hazard, stuffed all of Caesar's equipment into his inventory, and directly teleported back in advance to make arrangements, incidentally picking up the Golden Lion from Fish-Man Island along the way.

A large number of young officials were trained under his participation and dispersed to all corners of the realm. Deeply influenced by Huang, they not only possessed integrity but also faithfully executed Huang's commands. Although Huang did not ascend the throne as emperor, everyone knew that his power surpassed that of emperors from any past dynasty.

By the cold pond, Mu Xifeng watched the direction in which Leng Aoqiang had left, let out a sigh with a shake of his head, and said nothing. He turned around and entered the alchemy room.

"Hehe, Uncle-Master Zhao, why aren't you chanting scriptures and practicing martial arts instead of crawling around in the bushes?" Huang Chao asked with a teasing smile.

Tong En raised an eyebrow and smilingly picked up a cup of chocolate sundae, handing it to Yuhao. Zhong Yue attentively noticed the expression on Tong En's face, turned around, and walked back toward the counter.

The maidservants and wet nurses gathered around, trying to persuade and coax her, but none of them dared to forcibly pick up little Xin.

Amber knew her thoughts best and smiled, saying, "Both Prince Yong and Prince Shun have come, and the Marquis is keeping them company and chatting in the floral parlor." She added, "The matter concerning the Sixth Young Master has probably spread all over Yanjing by now; Prince Yong and Prince Shun are just here for poetry and wine."