67. Return

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The Wanderer Returns.

Lu Xun, his head tilted and his body curled up, could only feel the oppressive squeeze of the shelves and walls around him.

When he lowered his head, he realized that his own body was simply too bulky and enormous. Had this not been a shop without any additional fixtures, there would have been no way for the nine-foot-tall Living Buddha of Peach Blossom Haven to stand on the floor.

If only this house were a little larger.

Lu Xun could not help thinking regretfully.

His shop measured less than fifty square meters inside and out.

Even Professor Mei himself had not expected such a scene. Following his students, he too sincerely applauded Lu Sixia.

There was little modern people kept stored in their homes beyond ordinary food and household necessities, most of which were kept in the kitchen, so Li Nan went straight to the point.

Yet Zuo Panyu’s resolute gaze left Vermilion Bird at a loss for words. Zuo Panyu had been the earliest awakened one to follow Flowing Fire. Though he usually said little, no one could shake his position as the military’s foremost general. If he could make such a choice today, did that mean it represented the will of the military as a whole?

Niu Gensheng desperately wanted to shout toward the sky: “If Heaven has given me talent, it must have a use for me! I would test myself against Heaven! However high the sky, my heart reaches just as high! However deep the sea, my love runs just as deep!”

She lifted one corner of the quilt, curled up her “legs,” and crawled inside. A peaceful expression appeared on her face.

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When Old Madam Gu saw him return after leaving the hospital, her eyes filled with worry, and her tone was both concerned and faintly reproachful.

Lu Xuehua then recounted every detail to Master Miaolian: how, driven by youthful fervor, she had taken part in the Madang River sinking; how she had retreated with the troops to Yichang; and how, consumed by longing, she had traveled thousands of miles back home.

Jiang Haitao was different from Teng Yunfei. Teng Yunfei carefully weighed everything before taking action, whereas Jiang Haitao nodded and agreed without a second thought.

The moment his voice fell, Gu Jingzhan stepped into the reception room where Lian Yicheng was seated, his gleaming leather shoes striking the floor as he walked in at an unhurried pace.

“Accountant Xu, how many people in the town have currently gone six months without receiving their wages?” Xu Maofa had barely entered the door when Wang Peng fired the question at him.

It was not that they disbelieved what Luo Fang had said. Rather, they felt that forcing the Heavenly Dao to submit could never be a simple matter.

A vicious glint flashed across Nangong Yu’s face. This was a strike in which he had unleashed his full strength, and its power was so immense that even he had not yet completely mastered it.

“Zhuge Ming, I admit your aptitude is exceptional, but here, strength still reigns supreme.” Joli gripped his massive shield tightly, waiting for Zhuge Ming’s attack.

Lin Tian had better put it more directly. If Xun Pu refused to speak, they would take action.

“Relax. I’m not one of Kofiel’s people. I won’t kill you. On the contrary, we’re on the same side!” Ye Huan said with a smile.

The Zongyin Alliance did not know that, because of the bizarre cultivation technique from the other world, he had only a few days left to live. Thus, it was terrified by such a threat.

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Then the protective function of that mushroom forest—the preservation of the final “biodiversity”—would continue to exist. Although the world touched by the Spirit-Nurturing Tide also belonged to the lineage of the Source World, it was ultimately a branch world of the latter.

Of course, Bo Feng Shuimen was no exception. Though he had witnessed Uchiha Madara’s abilities, he had never seen the full extent of the power of Uchiha Madara’s Rinnegan, and therefore did not understand this ability very well.

The person who came was not Bu Yicang, but one of Bu Yicang’s subordinates—an especially inconspicuous sort.

Amid the viscous poison, a ripple of true energy released from Ye Xingchen’s body sent the venom flying aside. At that instant, the Netherworld Poison Dragon opened its cavernous jaws, attempting to swallow Ye Xingchen whole.

Ten years, living and dying, dimly apart. I think of you no more, yet cannot forget. Your lonely grave lies a thousand miles away; where could I speak of my sorrow? Even if we met again, you would likely fail to know me—dust upon my face, frost upon my temples.

Jiang Feng’s face twitched. Though he was reluctant in his heart, matters had already come this far. He could not simply watch the man perish on his own, so he had no choice but to see the task through to the end.

The envoy hid Bulu beneath his clothes and carried him out of the palace. Following Bulu’s directions, they found Gami and Zaxi. The three armed themselves once more and followed the envoy out of the alley.

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