Volume 1, Chapter 65: His Wife's Period Has Passed, Could He Tonight?

Having been raised through the entire winter, they were now at their prime for laying eggs, with at least a basketful collected every single morning.

Who on earth could this young gentleman be, to actually be able to talk sense into the Third Young Master of the Duke of Yu's Manor? One must know that even the Prince of Dongping and the others could never persuade him.

The oxygen in her lungs was growing scarcer by the moment, and she wondered if she would faint right in Li Sicheng's arms. The man showed no intention of stopping, his tongue sweeping through her mouth as if he meant to swallow her whole.

Seeing Lu Wufeng and Chu Xinyan standing side by side, Song Hongxue felt a slight pang of irritation, wishing she had signed up for the competition herself. Yet upon second thought, she realized her strength fell far short of Chu Xinyan's; even if she managed to advance to the finals, breaking into the top eight would be a stretch, let alone the top four.

Fang Yuanfang couldn't help but laugh. Looking back at the half-dead Young Master Ye lying on the heated brick bed, she pitied him all the more.

"Anyway, being the Hokage is utterly suffocating! I'd rather not be one at all!" Sarutobi Hiruzen said with a grievance-laden, exasperated face, full of resentment and complaints.

Yet most of them still stared longingly at the several large buses of the Paranormal Investigation Bureau, adopting a desperate, fatalistic attitude as if wagering that the bureau would never truly leave them to die.

With a forceful exertion, some wounds even burst open and bled, the crimson droplets pattering down along his arm.

"The treasures within this 'Path to Immortality' are ownerless things to begin with. If you can take them, why can't I?" the man in black replied with a cold sneer.

Back then, when he and Zhou Qingyuan passed through Xiangcheng, they had also nearly run into trouble. Fortunately, Zhou Qingyuan possessed a unique bloodline and had mastered a special power of time, paying an enormous price to extricate him and keep them from being sucked into an unknown world by Xiangcheng.

Zhang Chengye remained silent, though Xu Mingshan could guess that he mostly agreed with Wu Peng's perspective. Xu Mingshan stared quietly at the map and smiled without a word.

Yi Xiu Jingchi's voice was like the ice of the netherworld, seemingly capable of piercing a person's marrow in an instant. As his white boots stepped slowly onto the ground, each stride felt to the fallen secret guard as heavy as ten thousand pounds, each approaching footstep signaling the arrival of death itself.

Though Xuanyuan's cultivation had entered the realm of transformation, rendering the sleep and rest required by mortals unnecessary, the body he currently inhabited was that of Lin Xuanzhu, which could not go on indefinitely without rest. After all, while his divine soul could endure it, the mortal shell could not; regular daily routines were still a necessity.

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Just as he was enjoying his rare late-night snack, someone knocked on the bedroom door.

Just as Liu Zhiqing had said, a merchant caravan departed from Hangzhou for Qinzhou that very afternoon. Upon reaching Qinzhou, the distance to the Jiayuguan Pass was no longer very far.

"Empress Dowager?" The crowd looked at Gu Shuixiu in bewilderment. Since when did the Empress Dowager possess such abilities? What could she possibly do when even the imperial physicians were helpless?

Dawn was already breaking, and Zhang Chengye was now by Mu Xuexing's side. "The person has been brought here. Shall I have her brought over right now?" he asked, unsure of how Mu Xuexing intended to use Lu Fangting.

Xuanyuan cast a calm, indifferent glance at Elder Li, then nodded. Whether it was her imagination or not, Elder Li always felt a trace of helplessness in his grandson's eyes. He stroked his beard with an embarrassed smile, then unsealed the brocade pouch and took out what was hidden inside.

Seeing that Chen Jiude was drunk, Tao Hairun left the room to find Ge Yuquan. Ge Yuquan's room had no guards standing watch outside because he had nowhere left to go anyway. Pushing the door open, Tao Haiyin stepped inside to find Ge Yuquan and Lingyao sitting face-to-face in the main hall, staring blankly at each other.

"Langer, the night is still young. Shall we take a stroll through the Demon Realm?" Song Beihuai wanted to see how Song Yu had fared after being abducted there.

Zhao Tianyou grew thoroughly panicked. After bidding farewell to Lin Chuan, his figure gradually grew faint and then vanished entirely.

As for a world like *Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit*, while classic, there was truly not much substance to write about if one attempted a detailed narrative.

"Good, good, good! Sixth Senior Sister is right; this is merely a sparring match, and victory or defeat is of little consequence. I must trouble Twelfth Senior Sister to lead the way!" Luo Niansong hurriedly smoothed things over. After all, if it spread that her Sixth Senior Sister had been reduced to serving as a maid to Xin Wuchen, her father would lose all face.

Bada no longer had the time to wrench the dagger from his leg; he could only instinctively raise his arm to block. The dagger slashed through his sleeve, leaving a long, bloody gash on his arm. Immediately afterward, he lunged forward fiercely, his dagger flipping in his hand to thrust directly at Spartan's throat.

"Isn't it because you guys said earlier that you wanted to play a battle of wits with them? Otherwise, I would have just taken action directly," Zheng Chengyu said, giving Guo Jia a sidelong glance.

On the other hand, Gu Mujue's level of detachment toward the life and death of the Gu family somewhat exceeded her expectations.

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Tang Jiayu shook his head and said, "No, the old master didn't have his exact address either. By the time I managed to find out and went to look, there was no one left." With a helpless look, he turned to gaze at Meng Ran.

"Wei-ge, take these 100 seeds of the Ancient Trees of War and plant them everywhere in the outer city, especially around important locations like the city gates and the ship docks," Shen Fan instructed, handing another crystal treasure box to Liu Wei.

In the past, although Fan Yuxin had never made such ambiguous jokes in his presence, it still aligned with her personality, so he hadn't been overly surprised.

In the provincial capital, the Fengquan Fish Restaurant copied its decorative style almost entirely from the old Sang Family Fish Restaurant, yet its office appeared exceptionally spacious.

In Sangjiawu, aside from the eldest uncle, Bao Pinzhi and Old Zhangtou were often teasingly referred to as the "Heng and Ha Generals." Indeed, without the two of them, the construction site and the breeding farm would have kept him busy enough to spin in circles, denying him even a moment of leisure.

This short distance took several hundred breaths of time. Setting aside Sally's speed, even a strength demon running at full tilt across such a distance would have needed only a dozen breaths or so, yet Duo Luo and Sally dared not rush.

Doing so not only avoided contacting the cervical vertebrae—which could cause one's teeth to become trapped or the opponent's bone fragments to lacerate the mouth—but also maximized the blood-spattering effect caused by the instant tearing of the neck arteries, which conveniently served to obstruct the enemies' vision in the narrow corridor.

She began to feel a hint of panic. The wondrous sensation she had felt at first gradually transformed into a helpless terror. She wanted to cry out—to shout at the top of her lungs. She had already opened her mouth to scream, but strangely enough, she could not even hear her own voice. Why was that?

Furthermore, the cage for beasts that had stood beside the steps of the City Hall since antiquity, the image of the she-wolf on Rome's coat of arms, and the origin of the city's name all remained wondrous mysteries.

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