109 Choosing a Life Partner

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A thin layer of clouds scattered the mildly warm autumn sunlight. The sun hid behind the clouds, shining over the vast land, casting a golden radiance.
In truth, calling her was merely an excuse, a test to gauge her reaction. Just moments ago, while she was giving me an IV, I felt something vibrating on her—it was undoubtedly a phone.
It was Du Fanchuan who finally came out, shirtless, hastily putting on his pants, his hands covered in blood, shaking off his father as he ran out.
When Guan Zhinuo spoke those words with a hint of coquettishness, the security guard felt his resolve melt like butter. The thought of her becoming an employee here, meeting daily, perhaps even something more, made him nod eagerly and let me in.
Suddenly, I became much clearer-headed. It wasn’t that a wall had suddenly appeared in the room—it was that she wasn’t in her own room at all. This was Mu Yingchen’s apartment?
“My memory is very good,” she said, her eyes complex as she stared at the wall behind Ye Qingtin’s alley. The old cement wall bore countless pits and scars. She seemed lost in some indescribable reverie.
The blue-square-path rampaging loli and the soul-locking warden could only helplessly watch their teammates be beaten down to near death.
Step by agonizing step, he approached Xiao Zitian, each footfall feeling like stepping on nails, his heart aching unbearably.
When they came in, they paid no attention to my father but looked at me. Perhaps because the other two dog dealers were bitten yesterday and couldn’t come, the two uninjured ones showed up, including that mole-faced fellow.
Of course, from a distance at Riyue Square, no one could see her face clearly. Their exclamations were because they saw her body.
The burly man was surprised, turned around to glance once more, then dropped his foot, drew his knife, stabbed it into the table, and shouted, “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
“Xinru, don’t do anything foolish! That giant wave is beyond your strength!” the old man shouted, unwilling to see Xinru take such a risk.

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Mingcheng hesitated before answering, “Th-that wasn’t them calling me to gather herbs? I just went along.”
Qin Feng ignored Ru Hai, continuing his repetitive actions—killing Ru Hai, waiting for Ru Hai to revive, then killing him again.
“Did the master just let her go like that?” The magistrate of Shuntian Prefecture looked at Qin Mobao’s retreating figure, puzzled.
The accuracy of this news was uncertain, but rumors don’t arise without cause. The investors in Hong Kong felt their hearts rollercoaster up and down. Many pinned their hopes on the Iron Lady’s visit to China on September 22, Duval included.
Qi Yueran, with nothing better to do, noticed more and more people gathering. He arranged several literate soldiers to set up a ledger, recording who brought gifts and what those gifts were. The wilds had no tradition of gift-giving receipts, so they had to take the trouble to note everything down.
Laughter erupted again from the audience. Senmura Seiji shook his head with a bitter smile, utterly unable to understand this cold joke.
Yang Jie grew a bit nervous. Li Mochou had reached the pinnacle of the Moon realm. What made her formidable was not just her cultivation but her mastery of judo and whip techniques.
But if the other party dared to impersonate, they must have prepared thoroughly. Besides, Yue’er was an ordinary person—how could she have found her way here?
Extremely Yin, extremely ominous, the Soul Lock Bell was the most malevolent weapon in the world today. It devoured souls and sent chills through everyone’s hearts. It was a symbol of slaughter and an unknown force. The last time I wielded it, I slaughtered the prison’s old stronghold and caused it to be reborn after countless years of dust.
“This just got interesting,” Luo Chen thought silently. With his X-ray vision, he glanced while getting off the car. That single look almost made him act immediately.
“Yes, Young Master Xu. Mr. Mo met with the Southern City Scorpion’s men last night. Involving this matter means he’s under the Scorpion’s command!” the young man in a suit nodded firmly.
“Kill—of course, kill. But aren’t you curious who she betrayed for?” Tian Zhuofeng took the silver spear from his personal guard, held it horizontally, rubbed it from end to end, and at the end, glanced at me subtly before pointing the spear at Mi Xian.

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The Celestial Measuring Tower emitted a faint glow, like a candle flickering in the wind—its light fragile, as if it could be extinguished at any moment.
If I had not emerged suddenly, perhaps I would be occupying Lin Qianyi’s position today.
“Are we, these brave warriors, really afraid of the dead here?” Miao Ke’er brandished her bloodthirsty greatsword exaggeratedly, as if she were very much alive.
While everyone was shocked at the two reward messages, only Cai Shan’s eyes narrowed slightly; instead of anger, a smile appeared.
Xian Baishen showed no fear. As the head of the Huashan Sect, though it couldn’t rival the super sects, he was still the leader of a faction and had never faced such threats. His heart was filled only with anger, knowing nothing of fear or dread.
“Why worry about these things? I said you can do it, so you will!” the monk shouted loudly at Pan Yuhong. Seeing him seemed somewhat angry, and he sensed Pan Yuhong was teasing him.
But although these trees were large, none were very tall—the tallest barely three zhang high, while most were only one zhang or even shorter.
Jia Ancheng wanted to groom these two technicians into senior executives at Cheng’an Components and had spoken with them. But what they could say and do was worlds apart from Yuan Feng—it was like heaven and earth.
“That’s because if you were truly pregnant, someone might harm you,” the old physician shook his head helplessly. His apprentice nephew was a handsome, graceful immortal figure and a respected ruler of a nation. How could he fall for such a girl?
To ease his own nerves, Pan Yuhong tried to lighten the atmosphere. Though a bit nonsensical, he found it surprisingly effective. At least now, he wasn’t as tense as before.