Volume One, Chapter 105: Lin Ranran Is Coming to Jing University to Study?

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Pei Yutao hesitated for a moment before finally speaking, “Alright, I’ll agree to it.”
A sly smile spread across Gu Jingya’s face. “Just kidding.”
The taut nerves in Pei Yutao suddenly relaxed, and he exhaled deeply.
In truth, he had been deceiving her just now as well.
Loki had been using illusions to exhaust Cecilia’s arrows but showed no intention of attacking. Cecilia seemed to have sensed Loki’s plan and ceased firing, instead tapping the massive beast beneath her seat.
Discovering a man beside her while still half-asleep—what a terrifying ordeal! In the past, she wouldn’t have dared even to imagine it. Yet this was already the second time! What was more tragic was that Han Lingsha realized she no longer felt fear this time; she seemed to have grown accustomed to it.
The attendees this time were all die-hard fans of Meng Yun. The organizers had long instructed everyone to maintain order, so the event proceeded remarkably smoothly. Apart from some initial excitement and enthusiasm from the fans, everyone behaved rationally. They formed a long queue for autographs, and Meng Yun patiently signed for each fan.
Gradually, the dumpling restaurant became busy. Ni Chang and Yun Xiao took their leave and went to the woodworking shop once more.
Upon hearing her tender moan, Feng Qingcheng’s kisses grew more fervent, making Mingyue’s breath come in short gasps.
It turned out that Chief Gordon had already driven the Batmobile to the Wayne Tower and used its artillery to bombard the railway foundation.
“Greetings, Jade Emperor!” Seeing this, the Jade Emperor immediately knelt to the ground, lowering his head in reverence.
“Good!” Yun Xiao responded softly, then lowered his head and captured Ni Chang’s lips, kissing her fiercely.

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More importantly, it wasn’t just that—the two hundred thousand troops guarding Yang City showed no sign of resistance upon seeing Su Mu holding the banner of the Ziwei Imperial Palace. With less than ten thousand soldiers under Jiubei Leiming’s command, they were able to easily control and imprison the garrison.
The thirteen acupuncture points on the mysterious meridian combined with the Nine Dragons Art proved remarkably effective in healing the body. Jiang Tang did not know the exact principle, but the result was undeniably good.
Just when Ren Ziwo was feeling utterly despondent, a series of “bang bang” sounds suddenly came from beneath the painting boat. To Ren Ziwo’s astonishment, the entire boat abruptly collapsed, and everyone aboard instantly fell into the water.
It was hard to accept, so creating single-character micro-erotic scenes was sufficient; for this kind, he had no psychological burden and would actually be more earnest.
Only after Norman Osborn and Tony removed their armor did Rorschach have the chance to inquire clearly what had transpired.
With a wave of his elder robe sleeve, Elder Dan Yan collected both the Red-tailed Leopard and the Beast Pill. After exchanging a few words with Master Qingyuan, taking some other medicinal herbs, he departed.
“Are you saying it’s real or just for our treatment?” The Killer Bee looked at Li Liu and asked.
Anyway, the Dark Star had replenished a great deal of urgently needed supplies from the ruins; the longer the delay, the more advantageous it was for him.
Upon reflection, it made sense—last time, Xu Changnian was able to produce so much cash because he had prepared it in advance, intending to flee with the money, which was why he had gathered so much cash.
Nearly infinite energy, an eternal flame, now burned in the palm of Rorschach’s hand.
After the two whispered for some time, the shopkeeper emerged from behind the counter, bowed to Tang Zixi, and raised his hand to lead her to the back room.
As for that future brother, the feather showed no trace of energy, meaning it was no different from an ordinary feather, except slightly larger, with no special qualities.

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Having so many actors attend the audition for a single film was rare even among major studios, for the value of an actor lies in quality, not quantity. No one ever claimed that more people meant better results.
Yang Mi opened the soup container, which was filled to the brim. Although the portion was enormous, Lu Fei knew it was all made with Yang Mi’s full affection, so he quickly drank it all in one gulp—yes, one gulp, down in one go.
“They must have done it when Li Yue got married,” Zhang Shan said without a doubt. Modern people’s mindset was quite open. Besides, if they were about to marry, anything could happen, and Li Yue certainly had no defenses.
They searched floor by floor, but most doors were locked. Security doors were no joke—without keys, even Dayong, with his great strength, couldn’t break them down. Besides, there was no need; they weren’t hunting a father’s murderer.
Zhu Huan felt despair creeping in, yet he refused to surrender and be slaughtered by the enemy. He led his men to continue fighting fiercely, though with little success; they inflicted scant damage on Cao Ren’s forces while suffering heavy losses themselves.
As Nong Yue pondered her fate, En Qidu nudged her, waking her from her half-closed eyes and light slumber.
In an instant, Lin Gengxin met tragedy—every candle’s flame flared up again. The candles had not been extinguished; they were merely blown aside and immediately rekindled.
As soon as Yuan Xuan entered the hall, all eyes turned sharply toward her. The murmurs and noise ceased abruptly, the hall fell into an eerie silence, making Yuan Xuan feel somewhat puzzled.
If war were to break out with Youzhou now, Gongsun Zan would be the happiest, gleefully stabbing from behind.
Could this really be the cave she had lived in during her past life? But why was she living in such a place? Shouldn’t she have been in the imperial palace alongside Nangong Yan?