Chapter 42: The Cannon Fodder Fiancée (42)

"What are you apologizing for? Rongrong is the victim in all of this. Why should she apologize to Yunyin?"
Fu Han immediately stepped in to shield Su Murong and her daughter, his tone hostile as he said, "Alright, that's enough. Let's go home."
"Hold on, who said you could leave? Before this matter is thoroughly investigated, Su Murong, you are not going anywhere."
Su Murong forgot to cry, murmuring, "Why?"
Hadn't the matter already been resolved?
She had also managed to successfully evade the police.
Occasionally, news about Mu Nanyue would trickle in. Guan Xiangheng ultimately remained uneasy, which was why he repeatedly sent messages over. He wasn't entirely doing this just for the ice phoenix egg.
Watching the flying spit and listening to the endlessly creative profanities, Xu Xiyu wore an expression resembling severe constipation as he desperately backed away.
With Jia Xu's assistance, there might be a chance to fend off Yuan Shao's invading army, or at the very least, it would significantly delay Yuan Shao's conquest of Youzhou, weaken his forces, and simultaneously buy Liu Xie more opportunities.
Just imagine, once she became famous, what would she do if Lu Qinyao grew envious and decided to take a slash at her?
Looking closely, one could see that the boundless expanse of yellow was actually a massive flock of yellow roosters.

"Knock, knock!" Right at that moment, before the system could respond, a series of knocks echoed from outside the door.
When they laid eyes on the courtyard house, they didn't think much of it. After all, quite a few people in the capital lived in courtyard houses nowadays, though many of them were shared by multiple families, hence why they were called mixed-occupancy courtyards.
As it turned out, living inside this towering, circular earthen building of several zhang in height were the descendants of the Mo family who had lived in seclusion for hundreds of years.
Mu Nanyue now only wanted to change into clean clothes, take a comfortable bath, eat a good meal, and enjoy a sound sleep.
It was as if she could already see herself riding a horse, participating in a race, crossing the finish line first, and making a fortune.
The dark night was his finest canvas. Moving with soundless footsteps, he was unwilling to leave even his shadow lingering on the ground, blending completely with the darkness and concealing himself to perfection.
"Bullshit!" Although there was no trace of expression change on the giant python's face, hearing those words clearly conveyed the boiling fury within its heart.
Before anyone could even ask what he was doing, a pitch-black bug broke the surface of the water illuminated by the mining lamp.
Hearing this, Li Bu squeezed out a hint of mischievous amusement from his eyes, arched an eyebrow, and said, "I heard that Junior Brother has been growing quite close to Junior Sister Jin Ling'er within the courtyard."
"Drive slower, Junior Sister. I'm afraid your driving skills aren't up to par and you'll get into an accident," Lin Zhi'an warned.
Right now, she only wanted to practice cultivation diligently so she could live a little longer, allowing her to stay by her Senior Brother's side for an even greater duration of time.

Qianmiao and Wei Wu naturally ended up sharing a room, Feng Xuan and Lin Zifan shared another, and Shi Yuqi and Shu Yu shared the third.
Almost all Heaven-grade cultivation techniques came with certain special abilities, which was the advantage brought by high-tier techniques.
Hearing the servant's words, Ren Fei and Zhou Yang's expressions shifted simultaneously, and they immediately sprang to their feet, dashing out toward the camp.
He knew that Li Sancai came from a wealthy merchant family in Tongzhou and was also one of the leaders of the Donglin faction. In the final years of the Wanli Emperor's reign, he had joined Gu Xiancheng in stirring up intense factional strife, and had also offered stubborn resistance against the tax commissioners while serving in local office.
After chatting idly for a bit, Zhong Shan finally asked, "Does that mean Brother Wang's cultivation still has a chance of recovering? I wonder if those mountain goods of mine will have any effect on him."
"It sounds just like Sun Wukong's tight-fillister spell," Wang Haitao nodded, though it was also a double-edged sword; even a rabbit would bite if pushed into a corner, so he would definitely have to properly discipline and train her when the time came.
Although Shangguan Lengyi had learned from Li Yu that Ziyuan had returned to Phoenix Valley, his heart remained constantly unsettled. Now that he had finally received a call from Ziyuan, it was no wonder he was so emotional.
"This child, hehe. Oh, where did Haitao go? I wanted to say a couple more words to him." Sure enough, the moment Lin Fengshan turned around, he appeared at the staircase entrance, muttering softly to himself, but Wang Haitao was nowhere to be seen.