Chapter 43: Improvisation or Talking Nonsense

When Jiang Huan opened his eyes once more, what came into view was a cluster of dim candlelight.

Beside the candlelight stood a dust-covered golden statue of a giant Buddha, looking down upon all living beings with a haughty gaze.

Behind the candlelight, Zhang Yu was puffing away on a cigarette, exhaling smoke into the air, with a pile of cigarette butts heaped beneath his feet.

His entire face was etched with deep sorrow.

"Awake?"

Jiang Huan slowly stood up, waves of pain shooting from his lower back and causing him to bare his teeth in agony.

"Teacher, what happened to me? And why are you here?"

Jiang Huan asked, knowing the answer all too well.

Zhang Yu kept his gaze fixed on the flickering flames, slowly spitting out a sentence: "Why would I be here if not to look for you? Consider yourself lucky, kid. If I had arrived any later, you..."

Back during their first encounter that year, Liu Xu had been shivering as she curled up in a corner, her helpless eyes staring fixedly at Jiayi, wishing to borrow Jiayi's strength to attain a brand-new happiness.

The banner they flew was none other than claiming that an ominous star had descended upon the Qianyuan Kingdom, slaughtering the auspicious golden dragon, and that even Emperor Jing had been bewitched by wicked flatterers, ignoring court affairs for a long time and single-mindedly practicing alchemy in pursuit of immortality.

They had stocked up on a month's worth of food; if they hadn't been unable to carry any more on the carriage and in their hands, they would have taken even more.

This scene was taken in entirely by Jiayi, who was hiding in the corner. When she saw the two of them walking side by side into the distance, continuing their stroll, the heavy boulder suspended in her heart finally fell to the ground. Liu Xu's happiness had found a harbor, and this was the very thing Jiayi wished to see most. So-called wishful thinking coming true was probably just like this.

Although the people nearby felt a sense of envy, none of them stepped forward to make a nuisance of themselves; those who could pass through the VIP lane were either powerful and influential figures or individuals of considerable importance.

"I wonder if these people could spend some time on their studies—what angels and demons? I might as well be a vampire!" Gu Ying blurted out uninhibitedly, while the blood族 hidden in the corner listened with treed hearts.

One kind consisted of fetters that died in the womb and never saw the light of day, while the other kind comprised infants who perished before reaching their first year.

Gu Xiuyi sat there, feeling everyone's gazes occasionally drift toward him, and could not help feeling a twinge of puzzlement.

The staff member also smiled—a smile that could rival Song Zhiying's—and explained to the two of them that ever since they both left, the production crew had been operating this way, and everyone had gone a full month without a proper rest. Now that both of them were back, they simply had to adapt to the shooting adjustments of the crew.

The boss heaved a sigh of relief. Yu Zhile pulled up her payment code, the boss scanned it, and twenty--three thousand was deducted from Yu Zhile's account.

Seeing that the floods in Tushan had finally been completely harnessed, Yu Da collapsed to the ground with a thud and fell soundly asleep.

Following the blood and the patterns, Qin Zheng's gaze traveled upward, and at the top of the cross pillar, right at the intersection, he spotted that blood-kin man bound to it.

This was a race against time; the swallowing insect did not shake Qin Zheng off, but instead arched its body directly, trying to crush Qin Zheng between itself and the stone wall, intending to press him alive into a pulp of meat.

The two embraced tightly, forgetting the passage of time, forgetting their location, and even forgetting what they were actually doing.

Although this incident was sudden and Wang Ning had merely happened to catch up with it, a very lengthy process had preceded it. Counting from the time Wang Ning traveled south to Hangzhou, at least half a year had passed.

Inside a noodle restaurant facing the river, Wang Ning brought Min Xingzhi to find a seat by the window, ordering two bowls of noodles and two bowls of porridge. The food was piping hot, and they ate with lively enthusiasm.

Tang Xue's expression turned tangled, and I hurriedly shook my head at her. My purpose in coming down this time was precisely to rescue Tang Xue, as long as Tang Xue could be reincarnated safely.

After listening to the host Wang Chong's analysis, the audience in the audience found it extremely reasonable and began to jeer at the Thunder Dragon Team.

Outside, Tang Ye continued his match. After fusing with the top-tier medicinal pill and possessing an exceptionally calm state of mind, he was confident he would not lose. However, during the time he spent affectionately doting on his consort, how could Li Bibai and Ye Wushuang not have made some preparations?

When Du Ruo quietly slipped to the back of the formation and took advantage of another corner, he turned and bolted, hurrying off in the opposite direction.

"Um, I'm actually going to be an exchange student at Rikkai!" Chizina cast another glance at Keigo Atobe, only to find that Keigo Atobe didn't show the slightest trace of worry. Could it be that she was overthinking things?

Mu Chun finished speaking and lazily sat down. No sooner had she seated herself than her stomach began to rumble loudly.

The scenery around them had drastically changed. Originally standing in the desolate Sunset Village, at this moment they were standing at the foot of a towering mountain peak.

Especially when he thought about how Gu Yucheng would be leaving before long—no, wait—he felt as though he were about to lose something terribly important.

At this moment, as Chizina just stepped into the Rikkai University tennis club, she sensed an unusual atmosphere within and caught a whiff of sorrowful sentiment??

Li Feier rolled her eyes, picked up a piece of smashed cucumber with her own chopsticks, and crunched down on it fiercely, as if she were chewing on the flesh of certain people.

After the meal, Bai Xiao, feeling somewhat guilty about eating a free meal, took the initiative to offer to wash the dishes, and this time Bai Xia did not refuse.

Spotting a flare being launched, Li Jian saw that some Japanese soldiers on the left were quietly making a breakthrough toward this side, and immediately shouted at the commander of the First Company at the top of his lungs.

Luo Hong blamed Luo Hong for taking the wrong road; this guy had clearly been to Loguetown before, so how could he still manage to get lost?

Moreover, their opponents were not fixed, but randomly matched online, meaning the effect of studying their recordings was not very obvious.

After issuing his instructions, Ziye could not care about much else and hurriedly followed along with Su Yurui and Third Master Fang Han. He wondered how this Elder Zhao had managed to attain his position; the other party's demeanor clearly wanted to lure them into following, yet after winning a single battle, had he really puffed himself up to this extent?

Two computer players, even if both were rookies, could practice against each other at the speed of light. In the process of sparring, they didn't need to know why choosing a certain option would lead to defeat; they only needed to know that making such a choice led to losing, and simply refrain from choosing it again.

On the third day after the release of Naruto, which was also the third day of Luo Hong's arrival in Dressrosa, the ships of the Beasts Pirates appeared in the outer waters of Dressrosa.

The sedan chair reached the entrance of Wanwan's sleeping quarters, and the eunuchs carrying it collapsed limply onto the ground. Mother Yu had no time to praise them and hurriedly led people to support the Empress Dowager down.

Wu Yuewu also repeatedly asked herself before finally summoning the courage to walk inside. Some of the people here had been specially arranged by Li Jian.

When Ouyang Shishi approached Xiusi alone, her heart was in a state of perpetual anxiety. She did not know what Xiusi and Ziyue had talked about, nor did she deliberately try to guess; right now, she only wanted to know whether Xiusi harbored resentment toward the her of two years ago—the her who had nearly cost Xiusi his life for the sake of her family.

"The one you constantly keep on your mind is that ghost, not me." Chen Guicun's anger flared up again. Of all people to lose to, how could he lose to someone who was already dead?

"I didn't dare ask him. He said that after he was cut off from the medicine given to him by Xu Youxing, his heart cramps started acting up again. I didn't dare stimulate him too much. Judging by his situation, he probably doesn't know," Xu Youhui said.

All in all, this should not be a place that ordinary losers would frequent; those who could come here to enjoy themselves possessed at least an annual salary in the millions.

Yang Mumu knew that Jin Ziyan was joking with her, but she truly could not laugh, biting her lower lip tightly as if she were on the verge of tears.

"Gongyi, you must make a good choice this time back and settle your major life affairs early," Xiao Yi said with a smile. In his heart, he had always regarded Eulai as an elder brother, and he was determined never to let the other man repeat the tragic fate of his original history.