Chapter 033: The Omen of Certain Death Within Seven Days

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Watching Yu Nie's departing figure, I found myself deep in thought. At this moment, Captain Cui had finished most of his tasks and hurried over to me, patting my shoulder. He asked me to help him carry the family bucket to the car. Naturally, I didn’t refuse. Each of us held a bucket as we walked, and he asked, “What were you chatting so energetically about with that monk?”

From head to toe, aside from the jade necklace on her chest which looked decent, the rest of her outfit exuded a sense of poor taste.

Tang Xin felt even more uncomfortable seeing the father and son whispering together. She quickly rushed back to her room to tidy up her appearance, utterly embarrassed.

After a long period of romancing, Meng Liang and Liang Chan finally set a wedding date and began preparing betrothal gifts and the dowry.

Zhu Yi: Meng Nian Nian, you’d better not let me run into you. If I do, you’re in for a good beating.

Moreover, judging by Pei Muchen’s words just now, it seemed Pei Muchen was the one who told Hei Luoyan to keep it secret.

As someone who traveled to the past and returned, how could I not search for key words to reward my lifelong hard work? Although I thought beforehand it was unlikely I’d find anything, one must have a little wishful thinking. Without that, I should have just been the foolish son of the Di family all those years.

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Thus, although the matter between Duo Duo and Tao Ai’s families was widely discussed among the students, none of the teachers had any inkling, which is why Teacher Pang reacted the way she did.

But Li Yunshen did not abandon Tang Xin after that incident; instead, he remained steadfastly devoted to her for ten years.

It wasn’t that he was behaving this way intentionally, but simply that he didn’t want to speak—his tongue hurt.

Even if the two thugs weren’t hired by Yan Yaozong, the Yan family was not a good place, so she wouldn’t speak well of anyone surnamed Yan.

Hua Qi Shan’s face displayed a hint of mockery, angering Gai Er so much his expression twisted in fury.

“Senior sister, cultivation and immortality have always been my wish. Now that I’m here, I certainly won’t shrink back easily.”

At the instant the blade and the pillar of fire collided, within the infernal flames in the sky, Luo Nan used teleportation to appear behind Kagas.

Thanks to this, the aura of the Chaos Pearl grew ever heavier, eventually emitting a terrifying sense of oppression, akin to standing face-to-face with the sun, moon, and stars.

The Immortal Matriarch received the signal and dared not delay, promptly sending an alert to the three supreme beings still asleep in the Immortal Tomb.

In pain, the Black Scorpion King let out a series of piercing howls, then, as if gone mad, thundered toward them with heavy footsteps.

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It was not only about money, but also resources, teams, connections, and even societal contribution and influence.

Yet his body did not retreat a single step, for he too wished to know how his physique compared to theirs.

The Void Space of Kongming erupted, sealing the space within a kilometer radius instantly and intercepting the chaotic beast.

At this moment, if Liu An could still hold back, he would not be a man! Without another thought, Liu An wrapped his arm around the Empress Dowager’s waist and carried her to the bedside.

Inside the Dong family’s old mansion, Zhao Zilong and Lu Zhonghua listened to the conversation between Wang family grandfather and grandson through the bug, feeling utterly puzzled.

At first, both of them opposed Xiao Fan’s actions—not because they feared trouble, but because they worried Xiao Fan was no match for Cangjing. After all, Xiao Fan was only at the acquired stage, whereas Cangjing was at the fourth tier or above of the innate stage; in such a battle, Xiao Fan stood no chance.

Ning Hao was speechless. Wang Tiesheng seemed to possess clairvoyance, predicting exactly what the scene would be. He didn’t even express concern for Ning Hao’s safety; his first thought was for the robbers’ lives.

Qin Xiao was once again sent flying. A trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. The black figure flew toward where the disciples of the Violet Feather Sect stood.