Chapter Ninety-Six: If We Had Met Earlier

Zhao Zhongyao studied the great tree closely. It seemed somewhat like the great trees on Earth, yet there was one striking difference: its leaves were enormous, each one nearly a meter across.

When Wei Qing finished speaking, though the sky was still thick with swirling dust and sand, the faces of the generals all brightened.

“Junior Brother, are you all right? Where have you been? We haven’t been able to reach you all these past six months. Are you doing well now?” Jiang Haijing’s concerned voice came through the phone.

In truth, both Bai Li and I understood it. I knew in my heart that I would never end up with her, and she knew it too. My embrace was only a moment of softness, a fleeting kindness; yet even such a simple act was enough to move Bai Li to tears.

So Lin Xiao personally took action, breaking apart every grand arrangement of heaven and earth within the Lin clan’s ancestral lands, leaving only a rather decent geomantic formation.

One must know that in interplanetary space, conditions are almost as voidlike as vacuum. If a wisp of “mist” appears there, it can make one feel as though they were looking at a celestial body.

After teaching his class in the afternoon and cleaning up the wellness hall, he locked the empty place and prepared to head home. Just as he left the school gate, he ran into an acquaintance.

As for the range covered by the Cold Frost Ice Burial, outside of it the ice clones could not instantaneously move there, giving the enemy ample time to react and set up defenses. Thus the number of enemies slain was much smaller.

I flung my hand away in annoyance. How could I dare argue with Mo Bei? I still needed something from her. So I said nothing, glared at her, and simply opened the rear door and got in.

“Not for the money?” Ah San, seizing the opportunity, looked at Jia Sidao with an expression as though he were staring at an alien.

Along the way, many strange tiger-class and wolf-class monster minions appeared. Without Jelf or Saitama lifting a finger, Genos wiped them out in a single move, effortlessly.

After Shen Zainan sent the message, he was in no hurry. Once out of the company, he found a coffee shop, chose a seat by the window, and sent message after message to Ye Qian.

“You mean they’re going to assassinate Father?” Thor and Loki chimed in together, as though performing a duet.

After being so intimately rubbed against by her soft, enticing flesh, Zhou Jin only felt himself grow even more rigid.

The Oscar red carpet was the first one Liu Anran had ever walked, and it was indeed different for him from walking it with anyone else.

Just then, from behind a pile of disorderly rocks, a swift figure suddenly shot out, seizing the card first and pulling it into his arms before Qu Mo could reach it.

After those few students left, Li Bai set Chenchen onto his new motorcycle. Chenchen thought her father’s new ride was beautiful and lovely. Fascinated by something new, she promptly forgot all about clinging to Li Bai.

“Actually... actually I love Joanna very much. Otherwise, all these years ago I would have already started a new family. It’s just that I was too young then, and never imagined I would love her so deeply or be unable to live without her,” George said, a little shyly.

At the sound of this, Huang Yongle immediately understood. If he had not happened to return to Wushan Village, Zhao Xinhao would probably have set his sights on him too. That fellow truly spared no one.

Joseph’s bones were crushed with a shrill creaking, his eyes bulging horribly, the whites veined with blood.

Before losing consciousness, the only thing he could still feel was Dark Moon holding him tightly. That brought him a little comfort; at least nothing had happened to Dark Moon.

While I was eating with my wives, I was also sending silent warnings to that ghost. He looked at me so oddly that he could scarcely eat.

I simply made Yi Bingyun a bowl of egg noodles. It was almost time to get off work anyway, so we could wait and have dinner together later.

Seeing the berserk god’s armor, blazing with intense golden light, vanish, the death mage’s expression finally improved a little. “Those lowly creatures are dead already, and they still had to die in such a hideous way?” Xu Feng glared at him, making his body tremble, and only then did he stop himself from continuing.

The junior brother refused to believe it, turned his head, and stared straight at his master, as if hoping the master would oppose my suggestion. Yet the master only smiled faintly, glanced at the junior brother, and said, “Follow your senior brother’s arrangement.”

Lin Feng naturally paid no mind to Chang Longlou’s reaction. He explained how he had given the giant dragon to Yijiel and how many factions had coveted it and wished to seize it. As the Chang family’s patriarch, Chang Longlou naturally knew of this matter, while Chang Rui had been in seclusion all along, recovering his strength, and therefore had heard nothing at all.

This matter had already exceeded the scope of what they could solve. If Lu Can could resolve it, that would naturally be best.

And most importantly, apart from Silver Hair and Shiba Isshin, no one else could see Lin Ming.

If it had been any other time, Li Yin would have been grinning from ear to ear. But the moment he saw the Tang sabre hanging overhead, all desire to smile vanished, and even his lips began to tremble.

Chen Mo’s kick could pierce steel plate; he did not think his own body could possibly withstand it.

Li Ping seemed encouraged, speaking with growing excitement: “And the description in the first four lines—‘The whole garden blooms with flowers, a scene like a painting, a riot of purple and red, paired wings flying together’—compared with the bleak sorrow in the lines that follow, it is plainly saying that the liveliness belongs to others, while the sorrow belongs to you.

Qin Yi merely tapped the fat man’s forehead with a finger, and he crashed to the ground with a thud, lying motionless for a long while.

He was willing to believe everything she said. If she said Qiqi was his own son, he was willing to believe it.

Gao Ming said this without the slightest burden. In plain terms, he was just pretending to be magnanimous; if the matter could be handled later, then he would handle it, and if not, it would not be too late to find an excuse.

Zhou Shaoqing did not notice anything amiss. Without ceremony, he shoved the bag of fruit in his hand into Zhou Shaoan’s arms, took Ling Xue by the hand, and went into the house.

Such a cold, unsparing expression and utterly uncompromising demeanor had never before appeared in the Gu residence. Now she looked as though she had been possessed by a vengeful ghost; after her tears, her eyes were red with a menacing hatred, and at any moment she might lunge at someone and tear apart both body and soul.