Volume 1, Chapter 21: Where has the Gu Xinian who loved me so very deeply gone?

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The husky found that his owner often uttered words he couldn’t understand, which left the husky quite puzzled. Then silence returned; everyone continued drinking quietly. Chu Xiao exchanged a glance with Yilan and Lin Luo, drained their bowls, placed a thunder crystal on the table, and then left the tavern.

When it came time to serve the meal, the Purple Flower Tribe became anxious—they hadn’t hosted foreign guests for decades. There had once been no secrets between them, but now Tang Yun Zhao was plotting such a grand affair while keeping them in the dark.

At the call of Wang Yue Ru, they surged forward like warriors possessed, proud and fierce, leading their men.

Father Xu fumbled nervously to set someone down, and only then did their breathing return to normal; the frightened one clung tightly to Zhang Xin’s leg.

Carlos, without a word, summoned several terrorists to follow him downstairs, just as he pointed out Gu Ren, who wore a mask.

Suddenly, a flash of white light flickered through Yang Chun’s mind. Tang Yun Zhao’s sly smile seemed familiar—where had she seen that expression before? Yang Chun urged herself to remember desperately.

Just as he pondered whether to retreat with his men, a sudden screech of brakes came from behind. Before he could turn to see what happened, the rapid staccato of rifle fire erupted.

Although it wasn’t his own money, in the end, the spiritual stones invested by Lu Wei were no different from his.

The more she spoke, the more aggrieved and heartbroken Yan Jing’an became. By the end, she was in tears, truly confused: if he loved Xu Yue Ye more, why make her the legitimate wife? Was she just there to manage his harem?

Almost as if vanished into thin air, the Three-legged Bird Tribe completely disappeared from the Rift Sand River area.

Right now, he probably wished to kill Yong Cheng but didn’t want to leave a bad impression on Tong Tong, so he held back. Ah… so this is what rivalry between lovers looks like.

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With this realization, she understood Mu Ling Luo’s well-intended efforts—it was all to help her establish herself in her husband’s family. She never revealed Mu Ling Luo’s identity, not wanting to benefit from her status or cause trouble, so even with her close husband Xie Zhao, she kept it secret.

Just as Fan Zhuo marveled at Jun Wu Xie’s common sense, a gentle fragrance slowly wafted into the room.

“Militia, you say?” Liu Jun smiled knowingly. He fully understood the situation—it was merely opportunists profiting from war, taking advantage of the chaos.

The children’s method of revenge was direct and fierce. Having never suffered much, they lacked guile. Once they confirmed each other’s identities, they fought with confidence.

If ordinary people knew someone had such a formidable ally behind them, they would probably be excited for days, unable to sleep.

Recently, Ming Mei had taken a liking to a male celebrity named Xie Yan Xi. She wasn’t superficial, but Xie Yan Xi was truly exceptional—handsome, charismatic, with deep eyes that brought every role to life in a way that captivated and frustrated fans. He was a uniquely talented star.

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on Ni Wulu. As the Chairman of the Council, why did he oppose the emperor’s stance? Why exactly thirty-five votes against?

“Good!” As soon as the words fell, Lu Shao Yun soared on his sword, aiming for the cave on the opposite low mountain. Suddenly, an inexplicable force flung him back with tremendous power, shaking him so violently that he was sent tumbling into the misty abyss below.

Soldiers exist as protectors of the people; they must stand before all dangers, which means they must be strong.

Bound by a confidentiality agreement signed before joining the production, they were eager onlookers but couldn’t share any details on social media.

He realized he had been overly confident. Without fully understanding, he assumed this must be the gateway to the spatial channel. Yet he hadn’t even explored this continent, so where did his certainty come from?

“Are you still in pain? Is the injury severe?” General Rong asked with concern, noticing San Yue’s silence and tense expression.

It was impossible—he couldn’t believe fate was so cruel as to make Cheng Yuan vanish and sever his last hope of finding her.

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The foreign youth was disheartened, even angry enough to want to return the six taels of silver earned today to prove his innocence and that he was no fraud.

Her character card bore a hidden mission; once she completed it, victory would be hers.

The three entered the office together. Cheng Yuan quickly locked the door to prevent sudden intrusions.

“What are you afraid of? Can you tell me?” Shang Yu pressed close, whispering seductively in her ear.

System prompt: The Southern Sea Pirate God requests your team’s help to avenge him by exterminating the Crocodile Gang, slaying his enemies, and avenging the villagers.

“King Yan, aren’t you afraid? I, Xi Yue, only fear gossip and whispers accusing me of impropriety! If King Yan has nothing else, please return to the palace first,” Xi Yue issued the order to dismiss the guests.

“Has he arrived yet?” The elder in the black robe asked calmly, his back to the handsome youth.

Suddenly, they spotted the Cold Flame Beast ahead. Its fur had fully regrown, returning to its former appearance—one side icy blue, the other fiery red—a rather unconventional look.

“No! I won’t listen!” Er Qing jumped up and dashed out of the courtyard. Ba Guha tied the horse in the stable and, just as he entered the courtyard, saw Er Qing sprinting away like the wind.