Volume 1, Chapter 48: Brothers, Birthday Congratulations, Strange Events
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Yu Zhihai, Yu Xianshan.
Could they actually be biological brothers?
A flash of inspiration struck my mind. I hung up the video call and hurriedly set out to verify the truth.
First, I unlocked my phone and, amidst the vast sea of internet data, tracked down Yu Xianshan's exact age.
Forty-eight years old.
Oh, and if I remembered correctly, those pigeon fanciers whose homing pigeons had been borrowed by the Xihai antique dealers previously told me that each family had borrowed precisely six cages, totaling forty-eight pigeons!
"I'm afraid your company won't grant me the opportunity for this broadcast. After all, I'm not an artist signed with your agency, so I really hope you can lend a hand!" Chen Mo said.
Just a moment ago, when the blood-eyed dolls roared at him, there was actually a split second when he felt as though his deceased clansmen were cursing him.
Yet, despite having devoured quite a number of Tier 6 anomalies in the past without causing even a ripple in his cultivation realm, how could a mere Lin Miaoyin possess such wondrous efficacy?
Shen Qing picked up the child's smartwatch that Gu Huaiyu had left on the table, extracted the SIM card, and then with a beaming smile, slipped the card into the big shot's new phone.
The third point sounded utterly absurd, considering that the director was entirely a man who regarded human life as grass. Since he released anomalies to harm people, why would he care about those who accidentally strayed into the psychiatric hospital?
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As it lunged forward, Yin Nian did not even blink an eye. Ever since Mu Yang had manifested and the Phoenix Origin had struggled to break free from her body, she had known that this creature could never be truly tamed.
Chu Anning had heard every word that Jiang Tan uttered. She had originally planned to just lie there in bed, waiting for Chu Boyuan to gradually exact revenge on Jiang Tan until Jiang Tan was completely ruined.
What a joke. Their boss had already had his throat slit; charging forward now would simply be courting death.
Afterward, Dodo, having finished the last drop of milk, said nothing more—the rest time he had set for himself had arrived, and it was time to study.
As she spoke, one hand slowly pressed against the back of his neck. The intertwined lights and shadows in her eyes danced as the leaping starlight of the entire room quietly concealed itself.
除了那紧攥着的双手，他不再有任何反应了，骤然凌空而上，回到了锁妖塔顶。
Zhang Lan shook her head, drinking her beverage in silence as she tried to calm herself down. Meng Yong also watched her in silence.
Just as Lei Tian and Li Yun were resting, the sounds of combat and terrifying roars began to gradually draw closer, the immense pressure leaving both of them increasingly breathless.
"Impudent!" the Celestial Emperor declared coldly, just as he was about to strike, but he was intercepted by the escaping Ye Zhaoxi.
"Quickly pack my things for me; I'm going to Macau in a couple of days," Li Longfei commanded aggressively.
Liu Danian thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Very well, wait a moment. I'll come right after the meeting." With that, he squeezed Zhang Lan's hand and stepped inside.
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Panda's words eased Wu Yu's mood slightly, but if Ying'er were to be lost just like that, Wu Yu's feelings would go far beyond merely wanting to die.
As soon as the fat man uttered those words, the surrounding crowd swarmed toward the opposite Iron Stone Tavern. Ye Xuan and the boy brought up the rear, and only now did Ye Xuan understand what it meant to ride a tiger and find it hard to dismount.
From then on, Qingbo began cleaning the hygiene of the entire hallway. Between mopping the floors and wiping the stair railings, she was utterly exhausted by the end of the day.
Since it was a bond cultivated over a millennium, why bother trying to escape it? Since they were mutually smitten, why wait to share every waking moment?
"I'm sorry, I've been a bit busy lately. Once I have some free time, I'll take Nannan out to play," An Yixi said hastily.
Ye Xinghao choked back his words. Was he really being that obvious? Besides, there were simply no clues to be found; could he really be blamed?
Lin Nuannuan remained silent, her heart feeling as though someone had brutally punched a hole straight through it—a bloody, mangled mess, yet utterly incapable of crying out in pain.
Most of the content inside was about Jing Mochen. Right now, Yan Qingqing knew more about everything concerning him than she did about Song Qingqing.
As she walked past Ning瑾, everyone cleared a path for her. Among those attending this banquet, there was no one who did not recognize her.
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