145 Approaching Ke Studies, Part 10

"Lu Chuchu, you are not a bad person, you are not." Lu Zixi tightly grasped those trembling hands.

Waiting until the afternoon, under Ding Hui's repeated insistence, the two left the hospital. Lin Yu carried a large bag of prescribed medicines from the doctor in his hand while also jotting down some precautions specifically emphasized by the doctor.

Thus, Beixuan slowly paced with trembling steps toward the wine cart. Wang Yuyu watched the departing figure, finally feeling a sense of relief.

That person stopped a few paces away from the Fire Scorpion and asked, as if issuing an ultimate ultimatum.

Upon entering, Shi Heng paused, cast his gaze outward, and finally a smile crept onto the corners of his mouth.

"Jiaxing, Mom knows you are hurting. Rest assured, Mom will surely get justice for you," Fang Simin comforted.

"Have you ever seen your father torture someone?" Ling Anfeng looked at Ranyi with an evil gaze, radiating a murderous glare.

Upon receiving this news, Li Gouwa rushed to the cafeteria immediately, urging Sun Li to hold on and saying he was already thinking of a way out.

Yet, whether in bliss or sorrow, he held the person in his arms tightly, as if afraid she might vanish from his sight, holding her fiercely. Yet, as if fearing he might hurt or cause her pain, he carefully regulated his strength.

Whether it was Gu Jianliao's illusion or not, she felt Ji Wujing's expression soften slightly.

At the time of their creation, the Misaka Sisters were not instilled with emotions and were devoid of fear regarding death and pain.

Therefore, Shang Buwei's action also harbored the intention of befriending the True Person Taihao and establishing a bond of incense and fire with the Zhengyang Sect.

He wanted to explain that he and Ye Mingyuan were not cut from the same cloth, but the moment he opened his mouth, Ye Sisi tilted her head slightly, a sharp pain shot through her neck, and he instantly lost his voice.

Unlike the laxity of the inner courtyards, the people in the front yard were the ones who truly managed the prince's mansion and handled its daily affairs.

The Sun Demon, Moon Demon, and Star Demon standing nearby all involuntarily changed their expressions. They had never imagined that while the Great Tengu was roughly on par with the three of them in strength, Chu Tao had actually grown to such a terrifying extent.

Ding Shou pulled her aside and recounted everything Yao Yuzhi had told him behind closed doors while in the capital to Mother Zhou. Mother Zhou gasped sharply after hearing it.

Time trickled away bit by bit. Not knowing how much time had passed, bizarre phenomena gradually began to manifest around Gaose.

Emotions of excitement were hidden within the expressions of all three. Just how powerful could a treasure be that allowed a young man to break through to the sixteenth layer of the Ghost Path? If they could obtain it, their strength would likely undergo a qualitative leap.

After summarizing, Chu Bai still acquired quite a few good things, but what he valued most naturally was the Goddess of Time's blessing and a free exchange quota.

"I simply refuse to allow you to go, I won't listen!" Xianer finished speaking, shook off his hand, and stormed off, heading down the mountain in a huff.

Although these managers all appeared composed on the surface, they still glanced toward the meeting room door from time to time.

Thinking of this, Wusheng carried the headless corpse and walked outward. Emerging from the cave, he found a spot and prepared to set a fire to burn the zombie when he suddenly heard a gust of wind. Looking up, he saw a black gale drifting across the sky, with two specks of blood-red light gleaming within it.

Shen Erbai could not care about so many unexpected events. He put down the bamboo basket on his back, took off his own coat, and put it on Su Tingting.

Before his father passed away, what on earth did he want to write? What did those words truly mean? Furthermore, why did all descendants of the Yun family fail to live past the age of thirty? What on earth was that short blade?

Acting like a madman possessed by a demon, the Daoist priest was engulfed in increasingly fierce flames. Everything along his path—trees and withered grass—was ignited. Wusheng suddenly halted his steps.

Halfway through eating his wontons, the cell phone placed beside his hand rang. Zhou Ning gazed closely at the screen: it was a message sent by Xiao Kuangshen.

Although it remained unclear why a Skrelp—a Pokémon that ought to live in the ocean—appeared in an inland lake on the island, since it was seen, it could not be let go.

"Goudan! Sit!" Yun霆 did not want to stir up trouble right now, especially since this was property belonging to Jiang Ping'an, so he issued a stern command.

Inevitably, a "traitor" emerged; whatever Xiaoyan said, it believed, and it actually led Xiaoyan and his Pokémon to find Tapu Bulu once again.

No matter how Ren Yumei racked her brain, she never imagined that the person she had run herself ragged trying to see was not here either.

However, her hand lingered for a moment upon the bloodstain on the string of beads. Her heart clutched painfully, aching intensely.

"We're all friends, why mention this?" Jin Suxi had always been very open-minded about such matters. To her, friendship was far more precious than worldly possessions. Besides, during her emotional trough, Ling Feifei had given her immense warmth.

The Japanese soldier who launched a sneak attack from behind thrust his bayonet into empty air and stumbled forward, colliding face-first with the butt of Chen Yumen's rifle, instantly blooming into a bloody mess.

In Yuan Qiu's memory, every impression of Liu Sanshi was profoundly deep, including his name. Yet those words seemed to rest right on the tip of his tongue, yet refused to be recalled no matter how hard he tried.

The two of them had witnessed countless heavenly treasures within the Heavenly Dao Stone space, yet most of the time they dismissed them with disdain, refusing to even spare a glance for Heavenly Crystal Stones or Blood Fiend Stones placed right before them.

Having failed so many times, it would be a lie to say he wasn't anxious. If he still couldn't awaken the lightning element mastery, Qin Mo would have no choice but to switch to another; surely he couldn't waste his final hero mastery in the Bronze tier!

The old lady's eyes were red-rimmed, and tears silently fell in a daze. These were tears without a trace of impurity; to her, these children were all her family, regardless of whether they were direct blood relatives or not. Pain was pain, and there was no need to pretend.

Yet now, Yang Dongliang held no jealousy whatsoever toward Qin Mo, admiring city lord Baili Qian's discernment even more.

The pain had already driven her past caring about the strategy previously agreed upon; she had gone mad. The pain demanded a vent, requiring her to kill to vent her rage.

After busying themselves for over two months, Zhao Yuan and Mengying could finally heave a sigh of relief. Having delivered the final batch of wild mushrooms, they finally had some leisure time.