Volume 1, Chapter 37: The Golden Monkey Brandishes His Mighty Cudgel!

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It must be said that after establishing the foundations through the ancient method of body refinement, Xu Xiao’s physical fitness had improved tremendously.
Gan Qingsi turned around, and unexpectedly, Nangezi stepped forward to embrace him, though she pulled away after only a brief moment.
Fortunately, the railway line near Anhua Mountain was quite long, and this section of the track was relatively rugged. Along the railway, villages were rarely seen. After scouting through the night, Hu Biao finally determined the location for the demolition.
As they were speaking, Bu Tian and Lu Ying came downstairs, glowing with health. Feng Wu glanced at Lu Ying inadvertently; at this moment, Lu Ying looked like a flower dampened by morning dew, her eyes and brows radiating a tender charm not seen in a long time, as if she had grown much younger.
After several days of storms in Zhaoxi, the group heard good news as they were about to depart: Xi Yao of Mengling and Lezheng Mu of Wangling Gate were to be married in three days. Fortunately, with the wedding still a month away, the preparations did not seem too rushed.
While admiring the surging, magnificent scene before him, Xu Xiao quickly grasped the meaning behind the beautiful woman's words.
Under the starlit sky hidden by darkness, with the campfire, the wind and sand, and the roasted chicken, only the chicken could soothe her current mood. If the last time was meant to make this blockhead enlightened and amorous, surely this time wouldn't require experiencing every possible misfortune before it was all over?
The Fourth Detachment was operating within the territory of Chucheng. If they wanted to expand and strengthen rapidly, they had to crack this hard nut. If they could capture Chucheng, the spoils alone would be enough for the Fourth Detachment to expand by one or two more main regiments.
He finished speaking, chuckled softly to himself, then leaned against the wooden window frame and lowered his head. His bright eyes held the coldness of the moonlight, yet they were clear and pure.
Dressed in a gentleman's suit, Hu Biao shed his previous image as an ordinary man. When he walked into the nightclub, the staff were extremely polite. Those who didn't know better would have mistaken him for someone who had returned from studying abroad.
Upon hearing Chen Bai’s question, Feng Chun’s mouth curled into a bitter smile as he pointed to the chair opposite the one where Chen Bai had placed the doll.
Finally, Lin Manman, nearly choked to death by the smoke, managed to get the coal stove lit just as Lin Tingting and the others returned from school.
But Dietford himself knew... he was not yet qualified to hold the title of the world’s strongest warrior.
Stepping outside, the world was already shrouded in darkness. The scattered lights along the path cast their glow on the ground, stretching shadows long.

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Wei Ziyan, seeing that Kong Jun had ceased his resistance, withdrew her phantom form and silver giant axe, returning to Zhu Jue’s side.
In that split second of hesitation, Zhou Yi moved instantly close to the ghost. His arm, which was originally aimed at the side of its neck, shifted slightly, his footwork changed, and he clamped directly onto the creature’s throat.
To sum it up in one sentence, she had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Over the years, she had treated many members of Fairy Tail when they were injured.
“Then use your transformation technique to make yourself look uglier first,” Zhou Yi said after looking Shen Mengya over.
Lin Manman smiled without responding. She then sat on Li Xiqin’s bed and began to talk to her.
Just as she was thinking this, she saw Lin Nanye run into the tailor shop, shouting for Liu Hong, looking as if he were about to offer an explanation.
Clearly, her A-Gan did not want her to take the risk. He kept pushing against her, shaking his head incessantly. She bit her lower lip, then lifted her foot and kicked her A-Gan away.
The production team’s secrecy was so tight that not a whisper had leaked out; there was no telling how frantic the audience watching the livestream must be.
Therefore, in his mind, Yun Nianyu was already a dead person. Seeing things belonging to the dead inevitably caused him to palpitate.
The old Taoist priest gave her a fawning smile, “I had eyes but failed to recognize the pearl. I didn’t know such a noble soul resided within your body.”
Jiang Nanxi stared at the director with eyes full of resentment, only to notice that the director’s forehead was dark, with a strange red light gleaming between his brows.
Under the pressure, Gu Qian was already on the verge of a breakdown, his temper volatile and irritable, his mind filled only with thoughts of killing to vent his anger.
Jiang Nanxi frowned, stealthily observing the man beside her, but she felt no spiritual energy fluctuations from him at all; he looked like a completely ordinary mortal.
Zhuang Yan: “...” The contrast between Lu Yan now and the Lu Yan of his past life was so great that he didn’t know how to communicate with her normally.

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Consort Qin slammed the table and shouted sternly, the high-handed, condescending kindness she had previously shown vanished completely.
In her youth, Yun Suiwan had read the story of Master Dongguo and the Wolf. Although she never expected repayment for her kindness, saving a "Zhongshan wolf" still left her feeling somewhat sentimental.
I struggled for a while, and the headache worsened. Lele saw Zhuang Xiaoting crying and was triggered to tears herself. Fortunately, at that moment, Auntie Fang returned holding Kang Kang. Seeing the situation in the house, she froze for two seconds before quickly settling Kang Kang down to help soothe Lele.
“We are not related, so why do I need to discuss how I speak with you?” Jian Yijun replied before he could lose his temper.
She felt like someone trapped in the middle of it all, encircled by those frantic, rude accusations, unable to pull herself out.
His other hand held a cotton swab, placed exactly on the wound on my elbow, so I had to stop moving for fear of touching it.
Qi Mingshan knew that Ling Yefeng loved and pampered his wife, but he truly hadn't expected a grown man to say such things so smoothly, without even... feeling that he had lost face.
I watched silently, my mind racing for a solution, but what could I do now? The gray yin energy feared fire. Could I use a talisman? Or should I tell the Yin messenger? If I did, I would be exposed before I even reached the underworld.
“...” Actually, she wanted to say that this would only make things more awkward; those who didn't know better might think they were doing something behind her back.
After dinner, once we had sent He Huanshan back to her room, the three of us began to discuss the matter. We all felt that we had no leads, and the Thief Sect and Ghost Sect were so elusive that we couldn't track them at all.
After checking into the room, I took a shower first. While he was in the shower, I secretly poked holes in the new condoms I had bought, using a very fine sewing needle. Since the condoms were transparent, I believed he wouldn't notice.