Chapter 33: Not Going

In the first place, what Su Tang had loved most in her former life was the masked exorcist opera. For her, however, this was the first time she had ever seen it.

At first Li Qingtian had been keeping close to Su Tang, but before long he had gone up to the front. That was when Su Tang realized he liked watching it even more than she did.

“Shopkeeper Su is here to watch the masked opera too!”

“...”

The people around her greeted her warmly when they saw her. Su Tang smiled and returned the courtesies. She was just about to speak when something suddenly struck her at the waist, and in the very next moment someone brushed past her side.

Zhang Xiu was shocked to see it. Since this spear technique had been taught to him by Tong Yuan, no one had ever been able to withstand it, much less catch it head-on.

The curtain lifted, and when the people outside saw the side consort kneeling on the ground, all of them froze. Lord Lin did not even dare to raise his head; he merely cast a careful glance from the corner of his eye, already so terrified he felt his soul leave his body.

Indeed, Shangguan Tu was an emperor, but he did not possess Hei Yan's extraordinary martial skill, nor did he have his methods of torment.

I muttered to myself and spoke all the wishes I had made—not to the meteor, but to Fourteen.

We dragged her out of the cave, bound up her wounds at once, and then Senior Uncle Shi Fang carried her on his back as we fled the cave without stopping. From time to time I looked back, but the demon monk did not come after us. Once we had run far enough, we found a battered old cart, placed the infant on it, and escorted it all the way back to the town.

I believe in science. That nonsense about wishes not being spoken, or else they will not come true—I do not believe it at all. I simply wanted to tell him, let him know, let him understand my heart.

Then, seeing the irony in Zhao Jingyi's eyes and the chill at the corner of his mouth, the old matriarch suddenly found inspiration strike; her heart lurched violently, and her hand trembled.

Inside the room there was a faint, sinister odor. It was not a human miasma. Though the smell was very slight, almost imperceptible, he could still tell.

This one is probably an environmental expert, Han Xiao thought. In his earpiece there came a sharp beep as Su Hong switched channels.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Mingyu stepped through the void and vanished into the boundless night sky, leaving only a clear and sonorous long cry echoing over the Spring and Autumn Manor.

And in the end... the Hu family secured only a single stall, and even that was merely a second-rate one in the lumber market, far below the original goal Yousen Residence had set of at least three first-class stalls.

Though somewhat suspicious, Lin Ming was confident. At the very least, he was still useful to Ye Yi, and Ye Yi would not kill him so easily. Besides, if Ye Yi and Lin Ming truly came to blows, perhaps Lin Ming might even be fortunate enough to hold his own against Ye Yi for a time.

The moment he entered the adventurers' tavern, a wild and rugged aura hit him full in the face, mingled with the din of the boisterous crowd inside.

Yu Jingming hung up the phone, and the captain asked him, “Is the circular mark on the diagram a sealing ring?”

He performed a handsome spin, and with a casual swipe of his claw against the tree behind him, turned back to face Oliver.

“Pretty good. Our company only has one game studio, and there hasn't been much to keep us busy lately, so I'm helping the staff adjust to their posts.”

This “throne” could actually fit five or six adult wolves lying down, and it was not cramped at all. If they squeezed in a little, a dozen wolves would not have been a problem. But in ordinary times only two wolves lay there: Big Head and Snow Stripe.

In the burial of Emperor Xin, aside from the large cauldron that had been discovered and found valuable, the tomb itself also carried immense historical worth.

“President Long, shall I say a few more words while I’m at it?” Wu Kun said. “For example, that Han Jiaqi knew the whole story long ago and said nothing.” That way, the argument would be even more forceful, wouldn't it?

Fu Jingshen responded indifferently, showing no intention of rising to see them off. Seeing this, Chun Sao hurried forward at once and called for the An family to leave.

He pressed a hand to the pain in his chest, not knowing whether his condition had worsened again, only knowing that this reaction was not a good sign.

An indescribable heartbreak surged over her. Before she even felt the tears on her face, her vision went dark, and she collapsed into a pair of arms.

Xuan Yuan Yi had booked the appointment long in advance, so as soon as they arrived at the hospital, the examination could begin.

Yet when Bayong Yun truly received that ball, he discovered it was far heavier than he had imagined, as though he had been struck by a lead ball.

At last, they encountered an Asian man, very old, with white hair, dressed in a red T-shirt and white trousers, walking while taking photographs. He looked very much like a Chinese man.

At any rate, he had already achieved what he wanted; he had ruined Junti and Jieting. Even if Hongjun gave him no hint, he would still head at once to the Purple Cloud Palace.

As he spoke, he took the triangular piece of glass from his pocket, walked silently to the infant’s back, and placed it beneath the child’s neck.

In truth, not only Bayong Yun, but everyone at Ice Emperor understood this: even ordinary people, though not power-type players themselves, could still manage to receive power shots after a certain degree of training.

Lin Cha rubbed her stomach, now so full it had begun to bulge, and looked at Qin Moshang with some disbelief.

“After so many years without coming back, he suddenly returns only to settle down here. There will inevitably be more and more contact in the future. What about Qianqian? She knows nothing of the world, and any method could shock her. Can you handle it?” Man Yue Tower was already worried on his behalf.

Jin Chengzhan thought to himself that although the princess had an imperial father, whether one could obtain favor still depended on ability.

The translator, once he saw the other party, no longer spoke to him. After thinking for a moment, he set the computer aside as well. Sitting in the office, he turned to look out at the scenery beyond the window, the corners of his mouth lifting in a way that made it easy for anyone to see she was in a very good mood.

He turned the key, crept inside on tiptoe, and switched on only the hallway light. He left his wool coat in the entryway. The house was filled with the lingering smell of alcohol; sure enough, he had gone out drinking with those American colleagues. She removed her shoes, went to pick up the coat with a frown, smoothed it out, and hung it on the hook.