Chapter 53: The Most Familiar Stranger

The afternoon sunlight spilled over the bustling street, where Fu Siqiao and Lin Siqing were standing, bickering back and forth without either willing to give an inch.

Fu Siqiao’s cheeks were flushed, her hands on her hips, and her eyes wide as she shouted, "Lin Siqing, why are you being so stubborn? Clearly, I am the one who is right!"

Lin Siqing raised his chin slightly, hands shoved into his trouser pockets, and a scornful smile played at the corner of his lips as he retorted, "What do you know? You're just making a fuss."

Secondly, there was a complete one-hundred-and-eighty-degree shift in his attitude between their previous phone call and meeting face-to-face, making it seem as though he had temporarily changed his mind.

When his gaze swept across the various ancient texts on the shelves around him, his eyes instantly lit up, and hope seemed to blossom in his heart.

What came as a surprise was that Feng Wufei, the true protagonist, had not been seen for several days and was absent again today.

It was precisely because of it that she was able to slaughter so many Danxuan Realm martial artists. However, due to some special reasons, the Crow-Bat King could not leave the Misty Cave, because once she left, her cultivation realm would drop, and she would never again possess the power of the Zhenxuan Realm.

"Yuanyuan, did my dad give me... some kind of medication yesterday?" Bei Xiaolin stared at the old ceiling with lifeless eyes. Yesterday, she had genuinely believed that he just wanted to share a meal with her on her birthday.

If Xu Tanzhi had said that she would listen to him in everything, he would certainly have pressed his advantage and demanded a promise from her never to change her mind.

A cooperative relationship? Countless people collaborated with Yan Xi; was there anyone who ever made him wear that kind of expression?

The two of them assumed that Liu Qi was just being a picky young master who was hard to please, completely unaware that during his hard times, a single packet of pickled mustard tubers paired with a box of rice was all he had to get through a meal.

However, there was no need to consider that for the moment; he had better think about how to cope with the upcoming choices. Since the first one had already been so ruthless, Chen Hao found it hard to imagine what might appear next.

A subtle ripple stirred in Feng Yuan's heart, and an acre of celebratory clouds instantly surged from his heavenly spirit. Three lotus flowers floated above the clouds, occasionally parting and merging; when they gathered, a warm surging of masculine energy flowed from top to bottom, nourishing his entire body.

At that very moment, the Death Enchantress naturally understood what was going on in the very first instant.

Hearing this, Taro Fuyuan had no choice but to drop the matter, knowing well that he could not push the subject any further. If he continued, it might provoke the other party's anger, and life would become difficult for him.

The entire nation mobilized, joining the massive campaign to denounce Chiang Kai-shek's dictatorship, because this was a war of justice.

Take the Dark Tiger, for instance; it belonged to the medium-grade demonic beasts. The crystal within its body also varied according to its level of cultivation. The higher the magic power, the more magic power the elemental stone could provide, and vice versa.

Naturally, because of my grandmother's status, we immediately escorted my grandmother and the venerable elder Kuhai Lilian to the innermost room.

The Immortal Execution Sword floated in front of Song Yun, whose hands moved ceaselessly as profound symbols materialized one after another upon the blade. These symbols were extraordinarily esoteric, bearing an almost exact resemblance to the origin of the Slaughter Law within Song Yun's Purple Mansion and Law Origin.

His remark gave head teacher Teacher Qi quite a scare. She thought to herself: So Doudou is a relative of President Luo. Good thing I haven't made any mistakes lately, or my livelihood would be on the line. Luo Yichen cast a glance at Teacher Qi, signaling her to remain silent for the moment.

Upon hearing his words, Chiang Kai-shek knew this was merely comfort that could solve no problems, and he could only wait, so he simply nodded.

Luo Yichen's expression instantly froze, and he stood rooted to the spot in a daze. Hearing the word "acting" made him fully understand: Shang Qi had regarded all his care and reluctance to part as a performance. It was not that she refused his goodwill, but that she completely disbelieved it. He felt utterly bewildered; what on earth should he do to make her believe him?

Though Mei Qingfu did not understand what Lin Han intended to do, she still chose to trust him unconditionally. She tensed her body, ready to charge out at any moment.