Chapter 47: Your Mother Has Lost Her Mind

“Idiot!”
Li Moyan sneered.
Su Qianxue frowned subtly and instinctively put some distance between herself and Liang Zhixin.
“Mommy, I don’t want Daddy on TV, I want Mommy on TV!”
Huanhuan tugged at Su Qianxue’s hand, constantly coaxing with a face full of grievance.
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Because the dragon’s massive size was innate, it was not considered a violation; the other contestants could only helplessly break through the dust and chase head-on.
“In that case, this old man shall take his leave. Great favors require no thanks. If in the future, my humble self can be of assistance, brave warriors are welcome to seek me out in the Trial Tower.” With that, the old man vanished, presumably entering the Trial Tower.
“Mr. Du, you need not make excuses for your irresponsibility.” Zha Du had long been convinced that the young lady from the Red Mansion belonged to Mr. Du.
Fang Hanniang was acutely aware of the vast disparity in status between herself and him under this social system.
“No, once I go back, I definitely won’t come out again!” Ying’er waved her hand; she had no intention of seeking trouble.
In Die’s room, You Ruo and Zhai Xiying dined and coaxed Shuai Shuai, spending a full hour together.
As for the others, all eyes were fixed on the elder patriarch of the Luo clan, each silently staring so intently that it gave the old man goosebumps.

Wenren Qiyue struggled to draw her throwing knife, attempting to counterattack Qin Yi, but she was so weak she couldn’t even raise her hand.
“Your Majesty, I love you in my heart, but didn’t you forbid me from touching you? If you would only agree...” Qin Yi looked painfully distressed.
The E and D keys are close together; if one is impatient, it’s quite easy to press the wrong key, though such a mistake is exceptionally amateurish.
Bai Gang cheerfully approached the stunned Dilit An and thoughtfully handed him a telescope.
“Shut up! Your recent vile words are desecrating the family crest on your bodies! Do you think such behavior befits the title of nobility?”
“Liu Ping, why didn’t you call first and just sneak into my house?” Fu Bin asked, surprised.
At that moment, in the center of the villa, General Chen Chaojian, idly exercising, paused his stretching routine and took a towel from the nearby guard to wipe his sweat.
Upon reflection, both Xie Yu and Liu Yu found Xiao Fan’s guess very accurate and consistent with the other’s current actions. Was he truly supporting multiple families solely for profit?
“You can’t do it, but you must.” Galiot ignored him and walked up to Marquis Baldini, pointing to the shield in the sky: “You’d better hope this thing holds long enough, or else...” He shook his head and led the remaining Black Guards back to his post.
Last time, after killing the assassin from the Scorching Sun Empire, Luo Yu found as much as six thousand gold coins on him, so the money for purchasing metal should have been secured. Since he only intended to practice and enhance his forging experience, he naturally wouldn’t use precious metals.
While everyone was shocked, suddenly a figure attacked from behind Luo Yu. The speed of the assault startled him, and he immediately turned around.
If Ye Jiaoqian was the mastermind, then I was an accomplice. Now, suffering mental torment is only fitting.
Hearing this, Luo Yu looked toward the door and realized that the water formed from frost had nearly all flowed into the corridor. Following the water’s source, countless male disciples cast strange glances at their dormitory. Indeed, an entire dorm suddenly flooding so much water overnight was quite peculiar.
The orphan and widow left without giving so much as a grain of rice. Now that their lives had improved, it was obviously by their own ability, unrelated to their old family.

Though the camel is lean, it’s still bigger than a horse. Though those alien tribes have declined, after years of development, they have gradually regained some vitality and have always been deeply concealed.
Mo Yun sat down restlessly, wanting to capture Xiao Chen for interrogation but lacking the confidence and courage to face him directly.
After exiting the highway, things worsened; the jolting made everyone nauseous. Tong Ying, unable to brake in time on a steep slope, tossed everyone in the car up and down. I rolled onto Gu Xi, and luckily, he held my waist to prevent me from falling onto the car floor.
Du Ruo stood frozen without turning back. Such a melodious voice like the oriole’s, calling “Ruo Ruo” so intimately, could only belong to one person.
Gu Xi raised his hand, silver light slicing through the darkness—this time I clearly saw it was a willow leaf blade.
Some feelings, once changed, are changed for good. Maybe it’s because I’m naturally suspicious and insecure about everything around me, yet I’m also deeply emotional. Even if I sense something amiss, I endure it. My endurance doesn’t mean weakness but rather fear of losing what I have.
Suddenly, a shadow flickered at the end of the corridor. But when he used the Eye of Broken Darkness to look, there was nothing there anymore.
It was a Toyota, nothing special, but it reminded me of the “male classmate” driving a white car yesterday. Uncle He wasn’t familiar with cars or brands, but I had him describe the general model. Without an actual reference, it was abstract, but now seeing this white Toyota Reiz immediately confirmed it.
Speaking of which, a happy smile spread across my face, dispelling the gloom that had just filled my heart.
That fox had a pair of emerald eyes, deep and enchanting, as if capable of captivating souls. Behind it flared six bright red tails.
“Foolish!” Wu Qiuzhi’s grip on his cup made a cracking sound as he squinted coldly at Nan Ze. Wu Nuandong tilted his head, took the cup from him, and had a palace attendant replace it with a fresh one, pouring him a glass of wine.