Volume 1, Chapter 44: You Jin Stays Out All Night

After You Jin's phone call went through.

"Pui, pui, pui! What on earth am I thinking!" Murong Die cursed herself under her breath a few times, then shifted her attention back to the confronting battlefield.

While inspecting those corpses in the Miao village earlier, Xia Haoran had already felt a lingering doubt in his heart. He never expected that his speculation would actually turn out to be true.

Young Master Wang leaned back slightly. "Come sit over here!" With that, he picked up the newspaper Song Xuelian had placed on the table and began to flip through it. The front-page headlines that met his eyes were all about him and Zhao Zixian, causing his brow to furrow once more.

Jin Rui accurately located a windowsill and, clinging to the wall as silently as a gecko, climbed up beside it to peer cautiously inside.

To Song Cheng's question, Pete did not show any genuine displeasure. With immense enthusiasm, he casually scooped up a spoonful of mapo tofu from the table and insisted on telling Song Cheng a story.

The morning news was currently playing on the television. Perhaps due to an issue with the equipment, the signal was somewhat poor, and the screen was full of static snow.

Zhang Qian's words left Wang Haoming not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Leaving aside ancient jade, just among these various antiques handed down through the generations, probably seven or eight out of every ten had been excavated from ancient tombs. If one followed Zhang Qian's logic, nobody would be collecting antiques at all.

Almost the exact moment she opened her mouth, Su Mubai's hitherto rigid spine suddenly relaxed.

In terms of actual combat experience, although both had flown airplanes before, and Li Haiyang had even participated in an air battle once, in the truest sense, the two of them were still rookies in the Flying Tigers. Many aspects required tempering, and now that they had better fighter planes, their upcoming mission should primarily focus on training.

"If you like it, I'll just give it to you. It's merely something to pass the time and lift the spirits, there's no need to take it so seriously," Su Yi handed the mirror case over to Xue Yan and persuaded.

Such a rare opportunity—how could Qin Guan let it slip? With his arms straightened, embracing and closing his wrists, he struck out with fierce and sweeping blows, pounding down like a torrential rainstorm.

"An outer elder of the Hantian Sect. We've met before. I'll go over and take a look!" Hearing this, Lifeng glanced over, instantly recognizing the newcomer. He then approached Ye Fusheng, whispered a few words to him, gritted his teeth decisively, leaped into the air, and before long, arrived before those Hantian Sect cultivators.

In the end, Chen Suiyang rewarded him with a Heaven-Shattering Thunder Bead, while Wan Xiyang's price was to split his hundred pieces of Creation Jade Essence with him.

"A congratulatory gift? What congratulatory gift?" Ding Qinghe did not feel she had any deep friendship with Princess Changle, which was why she found it very strange.

Making rosewater is actually not all that troublesome. Furthermore, whether it is made from fresh roses or dried rose petals, both types of rosewater can be used both internally and externally.

The terrain here was far too flat, with completely open and unobstructed surroundings—it was the ideal battleground for cavalry.

For Zhou Yiyao, it was a mixture of tender affection, deep admiration, and sharing the same ideals while weathering storms together. Yet, cruel fate played tricks on them, separating them forever across the realms of the living and the dead, denying them a lasting destiny together.

Lü Guangwei's eyes turned bloodshot. His heart began to spasm, and his tear ducts, dry for over a decade, inexplicably grew moist.

Well, if one still had to obsess over so many things, the choice was either to give up pursuing a higher state of cultivation or simply to sit quietly and practice meditation in a down-to-earth manner. Otherwise, accepting resources like the Snow Spirit Fruit given to him by Shen Lang was essentially having someone else commit cruel deeds on one's behalf.

Therefore, Han Xin slept soundly and didn't even take the shadow incident from the previous night to heart. It wasn't until early the next morning that he woke up feeling refreshed and invigorated.