Chapter 22

The two traveled together, tempering their presence as much as possible and avoiding crowded areas. They observed the situation within the underground palace in silence to determine their next strategy. In short, he and Xiong Tingbi sought longevity, aiming to be as low-profile and inconspicuous as possible.

This scene drew the attention of nearby passengers, especially those in the same cabin as Mu Tang and the others. One even muttered, "I heard them say earlier they came from East Sun Island; perhaps they're spies sent from there and have finally been caught." This goes to show that this fellow’s ears were quite sharp, and his imagination even sharper.

Duan Jiaze couldn't fathom why Lu Ya would say such a thing. Why would the Matchmaker have the audacity to contradict him for no reason? And Lu Ya was even more bizarre—snatching the red thread was one thing, but knitting a sweater with it? What kind of logic was that?

The director was so wealthy, yet he always spent his own money to buy equipment and build houses for the zoo, while being unwilling to improve his own living conditions. He didn't even want to buy a car for commuting, still taking the bus into the city.

Watching Li Mi’s retreating back, he suddenly felt an unbridgeable abyss between them. It was no wonder this man could command the favor of Jian Dingyong, Song Zhiwei, Chen Heguang, Wu Weizhong, and even Luo Ruwang and Zhang Sunsheng.

Before long, Mu Tang and his group reached the cabin corresponding to their tickets—the economy class on the second deck of the spacecraft, where six people shared a room.

That person, really—where was he running off to without bandaging his wounds? Wasn't he afraid of going into shock from blood loss?

6L: I believe the experts too. I have a friend who works at the zoo, and the birds there usually have their wings clipped or their tendons cut to cripple them. Most of the birds at this zoo don't seem to have injured wings; they must be residing there voluntarily.

Situ Haoyu no longer paid any heed to his wailing, turning and entering the room. Gao Yixuan thought for a moment and followed him in.

"No problem, no problem..." Qian Zu-xiu nodded. For some reason, she felt an instinctive affinity for Li Yaorao; being with her made her feel very at ease.

Thinking of how she had stammered on the phone, Jiang Ming felt inexplicably uncomfortable and wanted to get to the bottom of it.

He fell like a withered leaf, his bright red blood staining the earth a vivid crimson. It was like a flower blooming in the wind, full of eerie and terrifying beauty.

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Zaozao’s phone was actually powered on. Yu Qiying, being far-sighted, had set it to a black-screen protection mode to prevent the assassin bug from accidentally tapping the screen.

It seemed the ancients had long since calculated this, sealing the eyes with cinnabar. Once someone disturbed the cinnabar or broke the clay figures, the contents would reanimate and cause harm—a clear anti-theft measure.

It was currently midnight, and most people were asleep. But Jing Yun was still cultivating; he had reached the point of forgetting to eat or sleep. In fact, his cultivation had reached a level where he didn't feel hungry even if he didn't eat for days. He wasn't a glutton like Tianming.

With his neck gripped, Mo Langyue’s pale face instantly flushed red. Yet his eyes remained clear, and he looked at Hua Tianxiang with indifference.

After eating for a while, Yingjun stopped Meng Hui and said, "Alright, stop eating. It’s about time; let’s fake fainting, or we’ll arouse suspicion." Without waiting for Meng Hui to react, Yingjun tilted his head and began snoring on the table. The guy had actually fallen asleep.

"Don't worry, I’ve already saved them; they’re safe now." Hearing his ears ringing from the shouting, Jiang Ming quickly offered comfort, lest he become deaf before the other could go mute.

"The fact that Ji Chen toyed with Shen Bing and me is now known throughout the capital. Are you still playing dumb?" Qin Lan’s face was filled with contempt.

The Golden Peng bird that brought Gu Qiaoyu and the others to Ling Mountain was a close relative of the Great Peng, yet it had become Tang Seng’s mount—a move that was undoubtedly a slap in the face to the Great Peng.

Professor Lu looked at Ziyao as if seeing her for the first time. "You used to be such a wallflower. I never expected you to have such insightful views. It seems I need to talk to the Dean and give you some new assignments."

She had indeed called Lu Xuehua, and she did want to see the show, just not by being there in person.

Those eyes, deep as the sea, the exquisite and beautiful contours, the clear, painting-like brows and nose—he was like a secluded orchid. Sometimes, when she looked at him, he seemed as if he had stepped out of a painting, yet he was tangibly, undeniably right there before her.

"What does the Third Sister-in-law mean?" The fifth brother simply hauled Zhou Weiqi up, swapped places with him, and shoved the stunned Zhou Weiqi to the side.

She raised her hand to tear off a piece of decorative long gauze from the back of her gown, stuffed her shoes and clutch into it, and slung it over her shoulder. She then tied up the hem of her gown on one side, revealing her fair legs.

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However, this magazine report didn't mention Shen Shaobai much. Others might not know, but only Yu'ai understood... Shen Shaobai had mentioned last time that without his permission, no one would be allowed to write nonsense again.

She went to a men’s clothing store to pick out a new outfit, changing out of the one that had been splashed earlier.

Fatty knew, of course, that this was impossible. Current artificial intelligence wasn't real; it was more like a statistical model. True AI would take another twenty or thirty years, and the same went for quantum computing.

Next, the bearded man released the second and third ones, but they were still instantly defeated by Gardevoir. There was no help for it; the gap in strength was simply too vast.

When we broke up, I wanted to compensate her, but she didn't take a single cent. She left my world completely, and I could never find her again.

He knew clearly what had to be sacrificed now. If he didn't close the Seal Gate, not only the Kingdom of Fire but the Kingdom of Lightning would suffer as well.

The following week was supposed to be for regular classes, but if he really went to class, he would never finish the game.

"Then I must have a pretty good eye." Feiyue put her hands on her hips. With her almost unchanging micro-expressions, it really wasn't easy to look imposing.

"But come to think of it, what’s up with your hair?" Hilbert looked at him in surprise.

She couldn't help but look at him. That face, handsome and perfect, looked inexplicably more pleasing than usual.