62 Journey to Canglang

Taking advantage of Qin Yue's presence, the young man also slipped through as the city gates opened, heading inside first. The soldiers hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not stop him.

In the past, whenever the two of them appeared together, they had to be mindful of their status and observe certain proprieties as husband and wife, especially since they were prominent, public figures in Lulong City.

However, Young Master Wang had run away at a crucial moment and failed to do as they wished. By now, they probably had no scapegoats left.

It seemed she was going to have her hands full. Who asked her to be a righteous special operations soldier of the Chinese People's Republic? After five years in the military, the concept of "justice" had long been deeply engraved into her bones and blood. Encountering an injustice, she, as the emissary of righteousness, naturally had to step in and set things right.

When Pei Jianxi said this, there was still a trace of helplessness on her face. Su Jinxiu reached out and patted Pei Jianxi on the head.

Having said that, Su Jinxiu could no longer be bothered to deal with the burly men standing behind her, and directly ordered her shadow guards to throw all of them out.

Responding to the howling wind, she suddenly exerted force, leaped forward with her sword in hand, and slashed through the sea of white blossoms that filled her vision.

"Celestial Master! May I consult you about something?" After consulting with each other for a long time, the old woman and old man who guarded Jiang Renbao's parents walked over. Although her cultivation level was comparable to that of a righteous and upright person, she still maintained a sufficient degree of respect.

As she walked, An Jin suddenly remembered that this was the place where Lu Yunjing and Zhou Xiyue had once walked together during the day, and a sour, uncomfortable feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.

Seeing her younger brother and sister looking panicked and frightened, An Jing felt terribly distressed. Yet, she could not show any sadness or weakness on her face, because she was the pillar of strength in their hearts and she had to protect them. She had to be strong so that her siblings could hold onto hope for the future.

Ye Qinghan nodded. To him, a hundred years was merely the blink of an eye, but he had chosen his path and figured out many crucial points, which mattered more than anything else.

In the past, Mu Yixuan was always at her beck and call. Only now did Yun Duo realize it was because he had dropped everything and rushed over immediately.

At this moment, the First Elder had no time to ponder such things. Seeing the Fifth Elder holding Feng Hongge, his heart was filled with intense anger.

"Go down and eat." Mira was now urgently eager to distance herself from them so she could calm down.

Just moments ago, that officer had maintained an arrogant attitude, but now he showed a hint of respect. In this world where the strong were revered, the powerful earned respect wherever they went.

As if he had anticipated Feng Hongge's untamed nature, Emperor Junchen was not surprised by her attitude, having expected it long ago.

"Go ahead and speak!" Lei Zhen waved his hand directly, and Yu Hou also opened her beautiful eyes wide, looking ready to listen.

"Would you accept a verbal thank-you like the one last night?" Yun Duo blinked her seductive eyes at him.

I once asked my grandmother what kind of falling-out she had with Aunt Zhang. Otherwise, why were our two families originally so close, only to eventually reach such a state?

Conversely, having personally experienced the enhancement of his strength, Xiahou Cangming was now filled with gratitude and anticipation toward Qin Yan. Naturally, he would not harbor any suspicions against him over such a trivial matter. Furthermore, the medicinal decoctions brewed just now consisted of three different kinds, and with the dregs mixed together, it was practically impossible to deduce the formula from them alone.

Therefore, rather than concealing his unique method, he had decided from the very beginning to share it with all four of them.

Even Qiu Ning himself had never imagined that the destiny of the Qiu family would ultimately be handed over to him. He was somewhat dazed, and the voice of Qiu Yu beside his ear seemed to drift in from afar.

At this moment, Lu Ming and Qin Lan exchanged glances. It was abundantly clear that neither of them had ever witnessed such a scene before.

Zhou Hao lingered in lingering fear, yet felt a measure of fortune. He let out a heavy breath, climbed the stairs, and headed back home.

A pair of heaven-defying long legs encased in light blue slim-fit jeans rested casually on the edge of the sofa, projecting a slouchy, devil-may-care demeanor.

Xiao Qimo naturally intended to follow, but was blocked by an arm. The man looked over in puzzlement at Lu Xun.

Lan Yue felt a pang of self-reproach. If she hadn't gone poking around, would things have turned out this way?

Waves of chaotic energy continuously battered the burly man's spiritual protective shield, the surface of which was now covered in a dense web of dark purple cracks, indicating that his defense was on the verge of shattering.

Yet, from the aesthetic standpoint of a surgeon like Lu Ming, all four of them had their looks compromised; they looked like pretty foxes, though they certainly appeared fresh and novel.

The servants had no choice, as they could not overrule Xiao Qing. Without stopping, Xiao Qing headed straight toward the back mountain.

Her master was good at everything, except that his taste in people was somewhat lacking, chasing after anyone like a dog catching sight of a bone.

Thinking it was all the same, Qin Yan simply took her own scarf back and, taking advantage of the fact that Mo Jinsheng had not yet returned to the office, hurriedly hung it on the coat rack before slipping away.

This outfit had been meticulously chosen. Thus, when the muscular Tianling emerged from the dressing room, the bespectacled owner holding a bowl of spicy and sour noodles was so stunned that he only came to his senses when scalding hot soup spilled onto himself.

Right from the start, my relationship with these three tomb raiders was purely transactional, and everything had been made perfectly clear: they would help reattach my arm, and I would help them tattoo the heavenly palace map.

Though Aunt Wu truly did not wish to trouble Lian Tian any further, she was currently driven to desperation with absolutely no other recourse.

Modern scientific research has discovered that after being aged for a certain number of years, white tea transforms into a warming nature with a mellow taste and enhanced medicinal properties. This is why white tea is renowned as "tea in the first year, medicine in the third, and a treasure in the seventh."

A warm current surged through Liu Ruyan's heart. Raising her head to look into the rearview mirror, she discovered that Lian Tian was also gazing right back at her.

The police chief stopped his men, signaling that they did not need to block him, and stepped forward. "Mr. Mo, you..." He was somewhat puzzled as to why Mo Jinsheng had appeared here.

When Yi Nanchen came out, the dishes were already served, and Su Ruibai was staring blankly at the steaming pork rib soup.

A faint rustling of footsteps echoed from outside the door after a brief moment.

Naturally, here, Haoyun Zheng had to channel his spiritual power for nourishment. This was precisely why possessing powerful spiritual power beforehand was a mandatory prerequisite for breaking through to the Spirit Infant stage.