Chapter 40: Miss, You Should Call Mr. Chen Back

Mother Xu returned after brewing the honey water.
Su Qianxue drank some honey water, but it did nothing at all; her stomach still hurt intensely.
Mother Xu murmured softly from the side, "If Mr. Chen were here, it would be so good! Every time you have a stomach flare-up, Mr. Chen always finds a way to cure you!"
"Miss, let's bring Mr. Chen back!"
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Ever since she walked in, Shangguan Xinluo had been looking at the Empress Dowager mother-in-law before her, who was dressed in magnificent attire and smiling gently at her.
Her heart was exceptionally calm. He had prepared for this for so long, and now she could finally set her mind at ease and face reality completely.
During this process, the enchantress seized the opportunity to harass Ekko a few more times, rendering God V's health bar even more perilous.
Mu Jin investigated all the saber masters in Molin Prefecture for this, but not a single one was the person he was looking for.
"Then what? Did they confirm that the Gate of Purgatory affected the brains of those testers and caused mental disorders?" Li Xiu asked.
Another day passed. Yesterday, Chen Liang went to the railway station to handle the freight consignment for the Volga Type 3 car. After bustling about for a whole day, he finally secured the shipping certificate for the vehicle.
The six of them directly stepped past the man still wailing on the ground and headed toward the passageway behind the ticket window.
Su Changkong moved like an agile deer, weaving through the gaps at times, and like a gliding snake at others, gripping the flank of the horse's belly. With strength in both arms and his feet off the ground, he crawled and slithered forward with his body held vertically.
She asked with concern and looked at Anan, who had returned with her, evidently unaware yet that Anan had slain a general-grade CP0 and made a safe getaway.
The man who had been flayed alive still retained a weak breath. He lay on the ground, clutching his eyes, covered in blood.
Although she wouldn't feel pain right now and no one was watching, falling flat on her face would still be utterly disgraceful.
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Bi Chengwang moved his left hand, and a medicinal pill materialized in his palm. Without the slightest hesitation, he swallowed the pill.
Hearing Elder Han's stern shout, the square-faced middle-aged man turned around, a gentle smile hanging on his face.
Tang Luoluo truly felt that at a moment like this, it was thoroughly necessary for her to urge such a man.
"However, the Princess should not be too hard on herself; above all, one must prioritize oneself," Tianlian said with considerate kindness.
When Chen Fei asked others for a favor, his tone carried a plea, but if someone gave him their word and later failed to deliver, they couldn't blame him for resorting to violence.
Yet this powerhouse of the Fire Phoenix Clan surely never expected that he would have already comprehended the Power of Dao at this very moment.
Furthermore, in her past life, Bai Muyang had deceived and exploited the original host, and in the end even conspired with Qi Yuan and the others to kidnap her. Debt upon debt—in this life, no matter how she chose to destroy him, it would be no more than he deserved.
Indeed, it was the Yangming Realm spontaneously protecting its master, banishing all sorrowful emotions. As the light extended into his sea of consciousness, all darkness was dispelled. Beneath the holy light, a black figure slowly shed the color of its body and transformed into a two-winged angel.
He had originally thought he was outsmarting Lin Yang, only to realize now that he had been played like a monkey by Lin Yang the entire time. This feeling was simply terrible.
With technology so advanced nowadays, one only lives once. Even if an exact clone of oneself were created, the memories and thoughts would be different, so strictly speaking, it wouldn't truly be a complete "self."
"Always fighting on our own turf causes far too much destruction to daily production," Shen Qiao remarked.
As the Flame Explosion Talisman began to detonate, the storage ring in Long Qianshan's hand also erupted with dazzling firelight, followed by a dozen massive fireballs that exploded while spinning.
He Xiaodong grabbed his arm, twisted it back with a counter-movement, guided and pushed, and with a crisp *crack*, dislocated his shoulder.
Only this time, something even more unexpected to him occurred. While Liu Ziyin usually blended in quite familiarly with people, on this occasion she grew rather distant.
After Guan Tao made his promise to Lin Yang, his heart was bleeding, and he hurriedly sought to leave, terrified that Lin Yang might raise the price again.
After finishing the last cup, the dishes on the table were also completely devoured by him. Throughout the entire meal, the master only drank wine and didn't touch a single bite of food.
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Uncle Zhong couldn't withstand Shiqingxuan's abruptly shifting temper, nor did he dare to chatter endlessly. Reaching this point, he promptly pulled out the ledger for her to inspect and settled her wages for the past three days by the way.
Because the white light suddenly vanished, the excruciating pain between my brows instantly intensified severalfold. It hurt so much that I nearly fainted, and a beast-like sound escaped from my throat.
"Well, the synthesis route doesn't have any major flaws, but the impurity problem has remained very severe. Even after changing the solvent, there's still no obvious effect." Unsure of where the problem lay, Bai Hui pulled an iPad out of his backpack after the dishes were served and showed the professor the data he had recently summarized.
"Starting to admit your brain doesn't work?" Hearing Wan Ziyan say his own brain didn't work, Su Lü found it rather amusing.
The surrounding air was cold to the extreme. Though seemingly calm, the atmosphere was actually fraught with tension, ready to erupt at any moment.
Master Shi was at the Xiantian level, while Luo Cheng was not even at the peak of the Houtian level; they certainly didn't believe the latter could defy the heavens either. Occasionally breaking common sense could still be called an accident, but if it were broken repeatedly, wouldn't the ironclad laws accumulated by this Zhongjitian realm over endless years become a laughingstock?
Though he vaguely felt that Xiao Talin's words carried a hidden meaning when they parted ways, no matter what, the Liao State was no longer the old Liao State, and was he, Wang Jing, still the former Wang Jing?
Mo Zun's indifferent remark—as if the injury wasn't his own—struck against her heart like the wooden striker of a bell. Rong Qian had no idea what kind of feeling this was; her heart merely tightened slightly, beyond imagination.
A violent collision sounded, sending dust flying everywhere and obscuring the figures of Senior Brother Yu and Chen Lin. Xue Xingran frowned slightly and beckoned with his hand, recalling his flying knife in a reverse spiral. At the same time, his legs kicked off the ground abruptly, and his body sprang upward. Emerging from the pit, he did not linger, retreating backward with lightning speed.
Hearing Shi Jiangyou's words, Xue Xingran sneered a few times, offering not a single word of explanation. Imitating the other's earlier gesture, he poured himself a cup of fragrant tea and sipped it with relish.
Mo Zun walked by her side, listening to her voice, his expression softening imperceptibly with a faint smile lingering at the corners of his lips.
Nakagawa Eiichi specifically called upon platoon leader Qi to say something. He wanted to hear what a captured low-ranking Eighth Route Army officer would say at a time like this, and what he could possibly say.