Chapter 33: The Cannon Fodder Fiancée (33)

Yun Zhongshan chewed his fried dough stick leisurely, his eyes occasionally darting toward the project proposal Yun Jin had written.

"Not bad. As expected of my daughter, you've really done a proper job."

As he read further, he lost his appetite for the dough stick. He wiped his hands clean, scrutinized the document with meticulous care, and finally reached a conclusion.

"A-Jin, did you get a brain transplant?"

He recalled that his daughter was a student of jewelry design, and all she ever thought about was...

"Currently, the spiritual energy within your body is balanced and pure; it is indeed a sign that you are suited to practice the 'Xihe Xuanzhen Wonderful Record'."

That is not at all what she meant! Xu Yiyi roared internally. She was talking about an opportunity to pursue him, but Mo Ziyan had interpreted it as a guarantee of success.

"Seal off Cangyue City immediately. Without my permission, no one is allowed in or out." Pei Wanqian commanded, his hands clasped behind his back.

"First of all, I am not short of money. Secondly, this is a matter between Yuqing and me," Jiang Feng said, enunciating each word clearly.

This area is notorious for frequent accidents; incidents of robbery and kidnapping are far from rare.

Those chaotic thoughts exploded and coalesced in her mind, finally leaving behind only two words: impossible.

As he spoke, the scent of alcohol permeated the air, leaving Qiao An feeling slightly tipsy. But when she looked closer, his eyes held nothing but coldness and complexity; that other emotion was gone.

"Hahaha! Good! A wonderful idea! I support it!" Wilder roared with laughter, casting an appreciative look at the bald man. This concept had shaken him to his core as well—if nothing else, if this actually succeeded, it would at least mean food was available everywhere.

Not wanting to let Xu Qiaoran affect her mood, Su Tiantian put on her headphones, turned the volume to the maximum, and adjusted her state of mind.

"You'll know when the time comes!" Throughout this, Mo Ziyan did not even glance at Xu Meihui.

"The Steel Great Wall? Why do you need information on the Steel Great Wall?" The principal asked, feeling rather puzzled when Yang Chi posed the question.

"Lu Heng, energy resources belong to the state; individuals are merely granted extraction licenses. If things were truly as you imagine, our country would have fallen into chaos long ago," Meng Ziyao said, tugging at Lu Heng's sleeve.

"Very well. If I, an old nun, were to decline further, it would seem rather pretentious. So, I will accept without further ceremony." Master Lu flicked her long sleeves, sweeping all the supreme-grade spirit stones piled on the ground into them, leaving Lu Heng staring in stunned silence.

Though they had never met, his reputation preceded him. Who could have imagined that the youth who once begged for lodging was actually the legendary Tenth Vajra of the Black Dragon Gang?

Seeing this, Qing Yutong immediately moved to shield Ye Zizi. If no one else intervened, she was prepared to fight back; she had had enough of these games anyway.

She thought that he would never know the second half of this song, no matter how intricate the melody. Then, she drifted into a deep sleep.

Of course, because he needed my help, he didn't dare to adopt that 'discarding the donkey once it has finished turning the mill' attitude from when we last met a few days ago. Instead, he approached with a bitter expression, pleading for mercy.

"Wait!" Zhang Mocheng remained motionless, like a statue, but his owl-like eyes remained fixed on the front.

A mountain-guarding spirit beast, and a divine one at that! Could it be any more incredible? Was their guardian spirit beast just a rabbit? How could it be killed so easily by Old Man Zhang?

No good deed goes unpunished, Lin Yu cursed under his breath, his eyelids growing too heavy to hold open as they slowly closed.

Where those unfortunate souls were touched by the black palm, wisps of black smoke began to rise from their bodies.

They were actually kneeling before this monk! Even someone like Senior Mo, an ancestor of the Divine Sect, had to kneel. What kind of background could he possibly have?

To be honest, he actually quite liked it. If he weren't worried about losing control, he certainly wouldn't have said that, and he would have let her touch him to her heart's content.

Hou Jiazhu looked back and realized that besides his two younger brothers, the five other cousins from the Hou family had also run out with him.