Volume 1, Chapter 129: Su Li is Important

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The next day, when Su Li woke up, the space beside her was already empty. She reached out to touch the sheets, but there was no lingering warmth. She vaguely remembered Mo Xingyuan whispering in her ear as he got up: "I'm going to the company to handle some matters. Get some rest. If you miss me, just give me a call." A faint, cool sensation from his lips seemed to remain on her forehead. Su Li leaned against the headboard, reflecting on the changes in Mo Xingyuan lately; he truly acted like a husband deeply doting on his wife. It was strange, though—even with all the care he showed her, she still could not feel his love.

Ye Wushuang spoke with an air of nonchalance, instantly infuriating the three Evil Kings. What did she mean by "forgetting"? It had only been a few days, and they were certain she was playing coy on purpose. In the blink of an eye, Han Xiao had no time to think. Relying on his superior agility, he dodged and wove through the attacks while executing the Dustless Sword Technique taught to him by Qiu Wanyun. The long sword in his hand transformed into a flurry of shadows, swiftly deflecting the surrounding sword energy. A series of piercing, explosive sounds echoed incessantly.

Putting aside whether he had cash on hand, any one of the antiques and paintings displayed in his living room was worth several thousand taels of silver. Now that his injuries had fully healed, it was time to take stock of what he had acquired. Lin Fei sighed softly, lamenting the tragic fate of the young swordsman, but in this world of the jungle, he had grown accustomed to such things; from start to finish, he had no intention of helping anyone.

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Saying this, Wu Tian led his three wives directly into the bathroom, where they enjoyed a playful time in the water together. Morgana walked slowly toward Lin Fei, step by step, and Lin Fei could even smell the unique fragrance she carried. A Sand Jonin arrived within a kilometer of the Konoha troops, summoned a vulture, and tied a bottle of poison to its talons, whispering instructions into its ear.

It seemed she couldn't hold on much longer, and he would soon have a foothold in B City. He curled his lips in triumph. "Sorry, Zhou Gangcai, but I’ll have to step on you to climb up. May you be reborn into a better life in your next one."

The high-pitched, roaring chants never faded, leaving Han Xiao and his two companions horrified; it seemed all the believers here had been bewitched. How many times had Luo Xu and Luo Fugui been deceived over the years? How many times had they been played for fools? Had anyone ever helped them? Had anyone ever pitied them? Yet, whenever this time came, that President Zhou always liked to put on a fake, unsightly smile to seek out Chen Li.

At the time, Qingniao was already pregnant. Xie Wuyou’s mind was made up, and even after Li Chungang tried to persuade him for a long time, he could not change his decision. For those at the bottom of society, one often has to admit that, compared to hard work, the help of a benefactor is far more important.

Ye Kuang’s eyes gleamed with malice as his gaze shifted toward Ye Wuzong, who was riding atop the Scarlet Flame Steed. The first step of the construction project was the task of planting Biyou Grass; a vast field of it needed to be grown to keep the Tyrannosaurus Rexes away from that area.

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He had already sent word to his clan, providing a brief account of what had happened, but the clan seemed indifferent. Cao Mei was absolutely furious; she never dreamed she would be beaten by someone in the dark. If word of this got out, she would have no face left to live in Yun City or within the Cao family.

Below, in the dense jungle, came the sound of spiritual weapons colliding, followed by a series of agonizing screams. Lin Tiannan sighed deeply as he spoke, gaining a profound new appreciation for the talent of the "big brother" he had met while traveling the rivers and lakes long ago.

"When did she ever need others to protect her? To think you all came forward to intervene, and you're even shielding her?" Jiang Yi felt that if Shen Yu went out now, she would surely kill him, given the murderous tone in her voice.

Amidst the swirling smoke, Li Ziru’s figure became increasingly blurred. His voice began to distort, rising and falling, sometimes sounding like a jammed cassette tape. This time, the power of the Qilin Divine Mark was even more violent, as Chi manipulated the source of the artifacts within the Great Concealed Demon-Subduing Tower.