Chapter 41: No One Can Take It Away

Hua Ning drank two large bowls of the wild pheasant soup at noon. Ever since she provided all the necessary seasonings for the household, Su Qiuxin's culinary skills had skyrocketed. Regarding this, Hua Ning felt she should have brought the seasonings home much sooner.

Buoyed by the loving chicken soup, Hua Ning worked with exceptional diligence that afternoon. By around four o'clock, she had already completed her assigned share of the field work. After having the work inspector check her progress and record her labor points, Hua Ning headed up the mountain again. When someone asked—

Just like that, after all of Zhang Yang's belongings were moved to the entrance of Su Anbai and the others' shared villa, Song Kexin dragged Xu Ting away.

Judging by the outcome, the losses were also devastating. Aside from the still-missing generals Zhao Yun, Pang De, and Gongsun Zan along with their White Horse Cavalry, Ma Chao's central army had been completely wiped out, leaving only a few hundred soldiers who had stayed behind at the original spot to divide up the carcasses of the battle horses.

Strength and luck are both indispensable; lacking even a sliver of luck will cause the road to stardom to close before you.

Right at that moment, however, a hand suddenly reached out and snatched Zhang Yang's chicken leg away.

However, when Murong Shuiyue pulled Su Anbai over to that old Taoist priest's roadside stall, there was no trace of him left.

Zhang Yang sat down on a nearby bench, and Xu Rulv smoothly took a seat right beside him.

Seeing that Ma Chao's breathing had stabilized, Zhang Ji produced another medicinal preparation containing a fever-reducing broth, meant to alleviate the complications arising from Ma Chao's severe injuries.

If not for the fact that every evil god is exceptionally powerful and has learned in their endless mutual sabotage how to conceal themselves and entrap others, the evil gods of the other realm would have long since been utterly exterminated by the benevolent gods.

"Zhang Yang, let me tell you, that was how I used to secretly like Xu Ting back then. What Pao Pao said was so right, she is truly amazing," Song Kexin said, her face full of admiration.

Yet at this very moment, Qu Youying's gaze bypassed the King Ji ahead and locked directly onto a single target without the slightest deviation.

Although Yang Quan immediately gained the upper hand in momentum after taking the initiative to attack, reducing Lei Sheng to a series of perilous situations, Yang Quan gradually grew somewhat anxious as the fight dragged on. This was because Lei Sheng was like a loach, always managing to slip away from his fatal blows.

Yan Yimo hoped that one day when people spoke of her, they would remember the roles she had portrayed and define her as a true acting talent—that was her ultimate goal.

During his time as an undercover agent, he had only managed to retrieve a single blood sample, which was the blood stained on the cell phone when Morofushi Hiromitsu died in the line of duty four years ago.

Finally, driven to his wits' end by the incessantly vibrating phone, the director made a public response for the very first time.

Although Rooney was also running in that direction, had Chen Qing not appeared, Rooney would have been able to complete the follow-up shot just a few seconds later.

"I have a stratagem, though I do not know if Elder Zhuang is willing to execute it." Lei Sheng's mind flashed with a sudden inspiration as a plan hatched in his mind.

The head of the family calmly donned the soft armor, looking indescribably majestic. It was just a pity that, given his advanced age, wearing such exquisitely crafted soft armor on an old man's body felt somewhat incongruous and bizarre.

Following the autumn sowing, the weather gradually turned cooler, and the weeds were no longer as rampant; agricultural work during this period was relatively relaxed.

Under his perception, Zhou Hongyu was indeed still in the realm of Nurturing Qi, except that his vital blood, vital energy, and even willpower were simply too freakish.

Since the people in the company had acted according to his instructions, he no longer concerned himself with it. He took a good rest, preparing for the events of the evening.

Fat Tui wore a collar and a leash. Since he was pretending to be a dog, he naturally had to play the part convincingly. He did not mind being leashed, because when in Rome, do as the Romans do; as a creature of the forest, entering the city meant abiding by the city's rules.

Ding Yue knew that Koke would definitely gain Simeone's regard, because his positional runs were purposeful, unlike Adrian, who lacked experience and ran about blindly.

A trace of doubt also arose in Lin Ming's mind. After all, during the winter break, most students would return home, leaving very few remaining at the school.