Volume One, Chapter 27: The Truth About How Cici’s Kidney Donor Was Stolen
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It would have been bad enough if he had merely pinched her, but with his index and middle fingers holding the soft flesh of her cheek, he was also earnestly rubbing the tender skin with his thumb. The gesture was... positively lascivious.
Although Linglong was playing with her phone, she kept stealing glances at Shen Nanqiao from the corner of her eye.
Ji Yanmo’s phone immediately gave a notification. Lu Tangtang craned her neck to look and discovered that it was an alert for a Weibo post she had forwarded.
Ruan Meng felt a little embarrassed under his gaze. She raised a hand to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear and gave a light cough.
Ji Yanmo waited until Gu Wenyun’s figure vanished at the stairway before schooling the smile on his face and leaving the Ji residence.
At those words, the young masters who had just thought kneeling before Shi Mu to apologize was terribly humiliating immediately felt that this time, kneeling was well worth it.
Han Anqi pointed a finger at Linglong’s nose. Unfortunately, the entrance was blocked by a fence, and she could not get through; all she could do was grip the railing and curse at Linglong.
“Xiao Yan, why are you speaking up for Ji Changan? I will never consider anything involving Ji Changan!” Ji Xinliang’s voice became even more resolute.
In the future, whenever Han Yu was injured, Xiangxiang could also use this ability of hers to heal him and provide him with an endless supply of energy.
The two of them watched the soldiers in the distance chopping down trees. They exchanged a glance, then sighed for a long while.
The two vaulted over the rear wall of the Qiao Estate and followed a covered corridor along its base toward the front residence. The farther they went, the heavier the sinister chill became. How could anyone living person stay in such a place? It was like an ice cavern; even the dead would need an extra quilt if they slept there until midnight.
The land around Butterfly Valley was warm, and flowers bloomed across the mountains and plains. Countless butterflies—some yellow or white, others black or purple—danced gracefully among the blossoms, weaving through the sea of flowers and forming a magnificent painting. The sight cleared the mind and gladdened the heart. No wonder this place was called Butterfly Valley.
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“This will do.”
Aurikol remained perfectly still, yet the ground around him suddenly traced a path, drawing a flawless circle around the two of them.
Chen Feng smiled without replying. This was the meaning of “seeing the mountain at a glance,” while “seeing that the mountain is not a mountain” referred to a state of enlightenment. It had three stages: seeing the mountain as a mountain, seeing the mountain as not a mountain, and seeing the mountain once again as a mountain. Everything existed within one’s heart; whatever one perceived it to be, that was what it became.
“I’ll fight you to the death!” Zhang Le was so furious that smoke seemed to rise from his head. His eyes bloodshot, he lunged at Qin Fan, intent on risking his life against him. A true man could be killed but not humiliated—this was simply too much bullying.
The Viper drew his dagger, hoping to block the attack. With a sharp crack, however, his dagger was severed by the Wolf King’s blade.
The more Su Zi fought, the more alarmed she became. Never before had she found herself in such a sorry state. As one of Huaxia’s ace agents, she had endured countless brushes with death and encountered every kind of enemy, yet she had never met anyone as difficult to deal with as Chen Feng.
He Zhanpeng’s light-footed skills were indeed excellent, nearly on par with Ma Chengfeng’s. One chasing the other, they staged a game of cat and mouse through the city’s alleys. It was all high-altitude work, with both men moving across the rooftops, their feet landing on the tiles without making the slightest sound.
“That damned bastard!”
Ista charged forward once again, taking the lead, and unleashed a burst of controlled fire, killing the enemies who had not yet breathed their last.
Xu Yan, ruler of the Great Kingdom of Linglong, sat upright upon the dragon throne. Holding a wine cup in his right hand, he bowed respectfully toward someone below the dais in a toast.
Seeing this, Du Shijia had no choice but to let the matter rest for the time being and wait for another opportunity to act. Then, led by another elderly man, he went around the front hall and arrived at the rear courtyard.
It was said that, apart from humanity, all other races had been created by their respective chief deities. Toward their own creations, the gods would naturally grant greater gifts: elves with exceptional talent for nature magic and an innate gift for archery; dwarves bestowed with the art of forging by the God of Fire; and the Titan race given formidable bodies and strength by the God of War.
The tall, thin man could only sit down resentfully. Staring at Black Koo, he said, “I’ll be back next time. I expect I’ll still see you then.” Clearly, he believed Black Koo was destined to become one of the future rejects.
The twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month was, unusually, a sunny day. Early that morning, Xia Ruixi sent Da’er to be looked after by Madam Wu and instructed Changshou to guard the shop on East Upright Street. She herself took Liang’er, Jinxia, and Old Tiger, loaded up the old scraps of cloth and several dozen large baskets, and headed for the hot-spring estate.
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Using her status as a junior relative as her excuse, she declined Princess Jian’s visit. In her reply, she wrote that, by rights, she should be the one paying a visit to Princess Jian; she could not allow Princess Jian to come to her and thereby violate the etiquette expected of a junior. Unfortunately, she was entangled in worldly affairs and could not get away for the moment.
Even attacks from warriors in the other Awakening stages were formidable. To enter the trial space and become members of their respective academies’ representative teams, each of them possessed something extraordinary. All could manifest their laws into physical forms, and many had unique strengths of their own. Their attacks, transformed by the power of their laws into thousands upon thousands of weapons, surged toward Feng Qinglang all at once.
Shen Zhengguo’s furious voice drifted over, low and heavy. Mu Jin could not help thinking of Leng Xiao, who was still unconscious inside a restroom stall. Leng Xiao had said that Shen Yunchu was looking for him. Could it be otherwise? Had Shen Yunchu sent people to find Gu Cheng instead?
Knock, knock, knock...
“Sister-in-law, this is a little token of our brothers’ regard. We overlooked you before and caused you to suffer.”
People in official circles were the most adept at reading the situation. When the southern wind grew strong, they followed the southern wind; when the northern wind grew strong, they followed the northern wind.
“You’re leaving after obtaining this Azure Cloud Token, aren’t you?”
Ouyang Mingyue gazed at Chen Lin’s face, her emotions impossible to read.
His hand paused as he dried his hair. With an exasperated smile, he climbed into bed, took her phone away, and pulled the quilt over her.
When they were still more than a hundred kilometers from Kyoto, those people finally began stirring up trouble. Dong Cixun had been prepared for it long ago, waiting for them to make their move.
A dozen or so minutes later, Sherman and Mersin disembarked. Ampton insisted on following them, but Sherman refused.
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