Chapter 54

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Humanity can only survive and progress through continuous contributions and sacrifices. Elder Yang sacrificed himself to deal with the Forest Kingdom; perhaps by giving his own body to the she-goat, he caused a greater loss to humanity than even losing his life in battle.

Ning Jue’s ears rang at Jing Yan’s sharp command, her mind struck like thunder, blank and overwhelmed. She felt the spiritual energy within her organs surge violently, as if being cut by knives, tearing her soul apart.

“Yes.” The Phantom quickly scanned the chamber, ensuring no threats to the young lady’s safety, before replying.

This implied that Luo Chen had played some underhanded trick; in the end, none of them understood why Duan Lang suddenly lost.

The men in black snapped back to attention, chasing after them like fleeting shadows. They knew this was a rare chance; once Zi Bingxin regained her strength, they would hardly be able to suppress her.

“Yes, I will remember Senior Brother’s teachings.” Zhan Jianjia grinned, received the assurance, and dashed off like the wind. Only the glass pendant at the tip of her ponytail flickered briefly in the light.

I immediately picked her up and said, “Don’t say anything for now. She coughed blood as soon as she came out—internal injuries. Ivy, please help her; take her to a room for treatment.” I handed her over to Ivy.

However, Li Fei, originally weaker than Luo Chen, suddenly surged in strength, and for a while, the two fought on equal footing.

“Well, I don’t know. Maybe Heaven pitied you, or those Blood Wolves had a conscience,” I teased her.

The map marked the distribution of the nine provinces of the Dragon Origin Empire, as well as the locations of the prosperous areas in each major city and province.

Spring plowing was finished. You can leave things here to Uncle Zhang for daily maintenance, and Uncle Wu Kai will help as well. After he finishes things in the northeast, he’ll return to tend these crops.

Those in the prince’s mansion were likely being watched. A combination of reward and punishment ensured their absolute loyalty.

The head of the He family paid no attention to how his son beat his parents, greedily devouring the meat while the other two boys did the same.

Nuobao truly couldn’t understand adults’ logic. This sister seemed a bit off in the head. She stumbled near her and startled her as well.

“Looks like Mr. Mo can’t bear to let go. In that case, no need to force it.” Shen Qijue remained calm and composed.

Hearing Shen Xin’s voice, Liu Kun looked up and found the entire Shen Xin team suddenly appeared on the second floor, instantly surrounding them.

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Crown Prince Qin Jin’an could no longer stomach his chicken soup. With a whoosh, he threw the bowl toward a black-clad figure falling in the distance.

Lin Yunyun worked in haute couture; not to mention global limited editions, even regular high fashion she was very familiar with. Shen Xin’s outfit looked decent but clearly wasn’t a branded piece—perhaps some low-end label.

The firefighter’s next words were merely about the order required when purchasing supplies. Qu You was too lazy to listen, and soon, people happily boarded the boat to buy supplies.

Lu Feng knew mere words wouldn’t convince Nazha, so he sent a few screenshots of his own haters to make Nazha laugh.

Back in her original attire, Lin Wan resumed the noble and elegant image of a royal consort. The remaining blush on her face added a touch of charm.

In contrast, many merchants were transporting grain northward, causing the price of grain in the Su Bei mansion to continuously fall.

Almost sarcastically, someone told Lu Feng, “You’d better cut ties with Nazha and Sister Mi all at once, so I can have a chance.”

Guan Zu felt his blood burning. The long-standing grievances suffered under his father were vented on the police officers present.

With an average of only a few trades every three minutes, one could imagine how desperate the individual investors inside were.

“Ninth Brother, trust me.” The plane responded with a single sound, expressionless, and respectfully approached the statue to offer incense.

After giving a serious conclusion, the professor announced that a patient had an emergency, abruptly ending the so-called video consultation.

Earlier, Song Ji inquired about where to find foundation cultivation pills; Old Mao recommended his nephew.

When she grabbed the microphone and hit six super high notes—the legendary dolphin six bursts—Lu Feng truly wanted to bow and worship her.

“Really, today I cooked myself, making your favorite Three-Cup Duck.” Fu Chenyì nodded earnestly, a warm smile spreading gently, warming her heart.

The reason was simple: she was the fifth child in the Tang family, so they called her Fifth Sister Tang. Rural folks favored humble names for longevity, so her real name was forgotten over time.

Nan Si’s deep voice seemed to be suppressing something, his eyes shimmering with a hazy desire.

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Lin Fen and Zheng Dandan immediately exclaimed it was impossible, but they knew Qin Xiaoxiao wouldn’t lie. So on Saturday noon after lunch, they dragged Qin Xiaoxiao to get a clear answer.

When she got into the car, she suddenly became overly quiet, pouting and staring out the window without a word.

Fu Chenyì’s meaning was clear: Sheng Jinghuai was merely a driver in his eyes.

Sheng Jinghuai reached down to her thigh, suddenly stopped, and gave her skin a hard pinch.

Fortunately, after the Heavenly Fire Emperor and other powerful cultivators brought the Xuanmen disciples here, personnel were arranged within Kunwu Palace to attend to these fellow disciples, sparing the Heavenly Fire Emperor and others from mundane affairs.

At home, Dad wouldn’t sleep with her, but now that Dad was gone, she would sleep with beautiful Mom at night.

If it were an ordinary ghost, under the pressure of her aura, it would either flee far away or have its soul scattered.

On the roof, reed mats were spread out, also drying peanuts. To prevent the peanuts from rolling off the sloping roof, many bundles of straw were placed underneath to level the mats.

When the two returned home, the family was waiting for dinner. Mrs. Yu knew they had gone to pay respects at the grave and was somewhat displeased but didn’t make a fuss, only muttering a few words. Lin Kangping ignored her.

Li Changming looked at her gently. Her hands were empty, but Li Changming had baskets hooked on both arms and a basket on his back, yet he didn’t let Meizi help carry any basket.

The next day, the couple both got up late. Fortunately, the Dou family army was in a phase of rapid expansion and hadn’t yet implemented a rule requiring certain-ranked generals to report to the central army daily, thus avoiding another awkward situation.

Liang Xin wanted to capture someone; it wasn’t necessary to grab the opponent’s collar to be effective. Under the cover of demonic power, who besides Xie Jia’er could escape?

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