Chapter 93: Using Underwear as a Dishcloth
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The Liang family had also prepared wine, not much—just one catty—and had bought two bottles of soda, so only the women could be poured a small cup.
Kang Jilan stood by the window holding the child, and when she saw this, she was deeply vexed.
She had given the old woman twenty yuan to arrange today's feast, and the woman couldn't even be bothered to buy one bottle of soda per person. She really had no idea what was going through that woman's mind. And today's dishes—she was truly on tenterhooks about them.
The smell was enough to make her want to vomit just by inhaling it. So pig intestines and the like, delicious—
"That's good, that's good." Ye Junyi's tears streamed down, yet her voice at this moment was eerily calm.
She was hardly so eager or expectant of that. If Lin Xiao called her "wife" right now, she would think he had taken the wrong medicine.
Xiang Zixi stuck her tongue out at Hu Ye, reached up and pulled down her lower eyelid, making a big funny face.
At that thought, she couldn't help wanting to glance at Wanyan Yong, but reason forced her to stop the motion.
When they reached the villa district, Bai Su was playing in the living room. Quite a few of my brothers were gathered there, as if something important awaited me. To my surprise, Li Shaojie and Anna had returned.
The kiss was sudden; Tao Hua had no time to react. But the moment she was kissed, she forgot to resist, feeling only her heart pounding desperately, unable to calm down no matter what.
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In a flash of lightning, a signal arrow shattered the window and shot straight toward the guard's nape. Without a second thought, almost by instinct, he swept his blade back in defense, and the arrow snapped in two with a sharp crack.
She had killed Jiong Shisi, killed Luanshi Hongyan—and not just once or twice. Just like the thread title said, three or four times, or even more.
Actually, it wasn't that I wanted to use a curling iron to clip my bangs, so I used a clip instead—mainly because it was convenient, and also because I was just too lazy.
A graceful figure in a green skirt drifted down from the sky. Mu Ling, like Bing Ling, had suffered heavy damage and was pulled back by Zi Ling, who guided them with the power of lightning, one on each side.
"You didn't rest well last night?" Li Bumian noticed that Yan Qingling's carefully styled hair was slightly disheveled, and her complexion was not as rosy as before.
The towering giant staff—even Tu Longyuan's expression drastically changed as its terrifying speed and formidable power came bearing down directly.
Zhong Zihan seemed to have been deep in thought when she suddenly snapped back to reality, her bright eyes still brimming with intense longing and worry.
"It's nothing! Don't disturb me for now!" Wang Huai said, sinking his consciousness once more into the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade painting.
"Your Highness, Princess Consort, the Empress Dowager has sent someone to request the Princess Consort's presence at the palace." Mo Zhu said respectfully.
When Yan Fei had originally brought her here, she had her reservations, because she knew full well that even if Mo Sang could help, he absolutely could not remain here long, or else they would surely be nurturing a tiger to bring disaster later.
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"Exactly so. You all should also know that the cultivation of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect requires the use of many medicinal pills." Ye Ziang said.
I followed him forward in the dark, turning left, then right, for what seemed like an eternity, until suddenly a light appeared before my eyes—colorful candles hanging from the trees, swaying in the moonlight.
Sun Fengzhao initially thought those spirit-beasts were being destroyed by You Ya, but he had no idea they were being "absorbed" by it to nourish itself.
However, he felt that Urahara's base still had some limitations, preventing him from conducting more in-depth research.
During that time, Aunt Zhang came by to check on us a few times. Upon hearing her footsteps, I lay there pretending to be unconscious. She looked around, saw nothing wrong, and left.
Sun Fengzhao was also experiencing this situation for the first time. He truly didn't know whether to call himself lucky or cursed. He had just received the dreadful news that his wife, elders, and close friends were missing, possibly dead, only to immediately encounter the once-in-ten-thousand-years event of a "Unicorn Thunder Beast" giving birth.
Li Qingming reminisced, when suddenly he thought of the secret realm he had first entered upon arriving at Beichuan City, and the graceful figure he had encountered at the final critical moment.
"Wang, do you know what your problem is? You and your team have no direction." Representing the scrutiny of an internationally renowned team, Green decided to give Wang Nuo his first—and possibly last—lesson.
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