Volume One, Chapter 62: My Wife is Truly Gifted—Two Sets of Dragon and Phoenix Twins

Such calmness—only Ji Junxiao could manage it! Lin Ranyan’s eyes curved with a smile, brimming with curiosity. “Do you happen to know the babies’ genders?” Ji Junxiao cleared his throat, the tips of his ears reddening slightly. “I was so flustered cutting the umbilical cords that I didn’t have time to check. But don’t worry, darling, I bundled the babies according to the numbers embroidered on their swaddling blankets, so there’s no way I mixed them up. Except for the fourth child’s blanket, which doesn’t have a number.”

“Luckily, I prepared extra baby supplies in advance.” Lin Ranyan laughed, though her tone carried a hint of relief. She was always attentive to details; for the babies’ blankets, clothes, shoes, hats, she had embroidered numbers—after all, with multiples, she feared they might...

The car stopped at the villa entrance. Lu Wanlin led Gu Xingyue inside, holding her hand as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

But the one most affected by all this was Lin Xiaoxiao. At that time, Xiaoxiao was already married to him, and she was carrying his child.

“That’s good. But if you don’t eat properly, I’ll have to spank you,” Lin Yang said, feigning a stern expression.

Take Deng Zhenhua, for example—he could hit the fuel tank, tail rotor, or even the pilot of a moving helicopter from over a thousand meters away. It could be said that wherever he aimed, he would strike.

At the time, Qiao Yixing thought, since the Su family still had a descendant, he couldn’t let the household vanish entirely. That was the main reason he hadn’t changed her surname.

Sister Cui had an air of elegance, but was secretly quite flirtatious—she could turn the same gestures into something playful.

They searched the rooftop of the Celestial Tower inside and out three times before confirming that the “grass seed” was truly gone.

Moreover, even upon reaching level 100, it would take a long time to fully develop one’s potential.

“Zhao Da, did you handle everything I asked you to?” Liu Mo asked, eating his noodles.

“Mr. Edgar, you certainly are clever.” Xia Shang smiled and set down his glass. The moment the base touched the table, the surrounding objects seemed to rewind, each returning to its original spot.

The Allied Army erupted in surprise upon hearing the scout’s report. Did this divine envoy intend to seize the main camp in one fell swoop?

Fourth point: As you may have noticed these past few days, along the main streets of Ninghua County, at intervals there are signposts—those are our stations. Please wait there in advance if you wish to board.

Qiao’s father was puzzled at first, not understanding what was going on. But after seeing that pile of photos, realization dawned immediately.

Lin Su, lying on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, his breath weak. The man spared him no further glance, instead heading straight for the carriage.

This character is used not only in Buddhism but also in Daoism, though it’s applied more in Feng Shui.

Li Chengqian’s face darkened; he’d have to speak to Li Er at some point—these powers must not be allowed to rise.

When the rain ceased and the wind calmed, the shaman dancers returned to the stage, resuming their eerie performance.

“Since everyone is here, let’s begin the first item on the agenda.” The speaker was someone Li Mu knew, Zhang Qian, whom he’d met at the Winterwood City professional tournament. Zhang was one of the top ten juniors in his third year.

Usually, when treating patients, if he encountered someone plagued by bad Feng Shui and misfortune, he could adjust their surroundings to ward off disaster.

The upward spiral of hot air currents formed a powerful vortex wind. The massive bombers, tossed by these turbulent streams, bucked and swayed like sheets of paper—proof of the terrifying energy burning below.

“Pearl!” Chu Huandong pulled her slender body into his embrace, pressing a tender kiss to her lips.

As the sole heir of the Yu family, even a single strand of his hair was precious. Injury was out of the question, so when Yu Haochen’s arm bled, the old man flew into a rage.

Yin Ningxuan saw Ma Long take one and noticed the beasts across had shifted their focus from her to both parties, their gazes swinging back and forth. She withdrew her hand—now was not the time for infighting. One each, so be it. She would not fuss further.

Upon hearing this, Situ Zhantian’s heart trembled. To have lived a million years—such a feat in the Wild Star Domain was almost miraculous. It would be hard to find any creature older than this turtle, even more ancient than his own undead existence.

This child was truly lying with his eyes open. If Xia Yongning’s face was ordinary, then no one else could claim to have a face at all.

The soldiers hesitated, glancing at Yin Sheng. He frowned but said nothing, so the soldiers obeyed.

Lu Mingxuan nodded in agreement, her eyes growing hot. In the three years since her rebirth, for the first time she felt a sense of genuine agency over her own fate.

Had he gone out to play? He wondered. Perhaps it was best to wait for his return to talk—after all, he was his brother, and they’d hardly had a proper conversation because of Yin Sheng.

Lin Qian’er recalled that domineering figure, the distant memory returning—a remembrance belonging solely to the two of them.

Ye Tian’s heart trembled continuously, and the sound of Jaya’s voice echoed in his ears.

Xia Qing felt helpless, glanced at Ji Yuan, who patted the back of her hand under the table, signaling her to be at ease.

She could not compare herself to who she once was; now, her smile was as fragile as a sheet of white paper, easily pierced.

Though the drone had been taken away and they could no longer view the whole scene, relying on intuition, he drew several circles on his phone pictures to mark the new excavations, and then filled in some of the circles, indicating those had been refilled.