28. Words That Pierce the Heart

Tang Huanyang had stumbled upon the child at the foot of the mountain by chance. At the time, the boy was covered in filth, yet his clear, crystalline eyes had caught his attention above all else.

Mu Qingqi mused that at least he now possessed a vessel capable of capturing interest. Tian Xing was already fond of him, but how was he to manufacture an opportunity to stand her up?

Watching a man roll on the ground while occasionally fluttering his fingers in a theatrical, high-pitched performance, Mu Qingqi observed with great curiosity.

"I promise not to ask you to do anything illegal, all right? If you agree, I shall leave at once; otherwise, I am prepared to take up permanent residence here," Xia Wupu threatened with shameless persistence.

Although the three members of the Zongfang team had not heard Mayumi’s words clearly, the disappearance of Takuma made the situation painfully obvious.

Bugu understood how vital communication was in the current circumstances; without it, they were effectively blind, unable to discern the true nature of events or foresee the dangers that might arise.

Mu Qingqi pondered the nature of ambiguity and what she should do next to cultivate it. Why, even when she stood so close, was there still no notification sound?

He did not know what he was expecting. He knew perfectly well that this was merely a virtual world, and furthermore, he was no mere youth coming of age, but a pitiable, loveless fool.

Being complimented by a handsome man like Lian Shuo was, after all, a source of great happiness. Han Lianyi beamed with joy, whether the words were sincere or false.

Gu Dalu was gripped by a mixture of anxiety, anger, and resentment—his teeth gnashed, his hands itched, and he longed to stuff his fist into the mouth of this meddlesome woman.

The man in the green robe, blessed with the "Celestial Eye" divine ability, watched the horizon spin and tumble around him, a final thought flashing through his mind.

Lately, with the awakening of his "Five Elements Physique" and the seamless integration of his spiritual techniques with the five elements, Ling Feng had begun to drift, carried away by his own success.

Chen Ziling and Ming Huang held their breath; she could not fathom what the black, bony object inside the coffin might be.

Lu Lala found herself in a dilemma. Should she teach them some crude martial arts? She shook her head; she would rather teach nothing at all than offer substandard skills.

Yu Ling was left simultaneously amused and exasperated, abandoning any attempt to defend her own goodness. After all, her constitution was such that even the most vicious ghosts would be stirred to a flicker of humanity, let alone those who already had need of her.

Bidding farewell to Yan Motian, Ling Feng took Jiang Muyan and traveled without a moment’s delay. Despite the dusty, arduous journey, Jiang Muyan did not utter a single complaint.

Ye Lin, the object of Gu Ange’s thoughts, pulled on his hat and mask, fully camouflaged, before pushing open the door of a café and heading straight for a booth in the corner.

He shouted aloud, pulling a coiled soft whip from his waist; with a flick of his powerful hand, it transformed into a long, undulating dragon.

Ling Feng looked at Linglong earnestly. What she said made sense, but having finally obtained the "Black Heaven Eye," he was truly reluctant to abandon it—especially with Li Molly still in the hands of the Golden Buddha.

Watching the ground run red with blood, and seeing that Princess Liuli showed no sign of relenting, everyone fell silent. They could only hope that the Princess possessed a sense of justice and would not slay the innocent—and they added a silent prayer that she would not suffer a trembling hand or failing eyesight, for killing the wrong person would be a disaster.

The snow-white Void Sword in Nine Nether’s hand hummed, sweeping across the floor. A surge of sword qi erupted, and the entire Hantian Palace trembled.

Unfortunately, the returning maidservant reported that Wang Chen had gone out on business and was not in the embroidery room. Su Jin frowned, glancing at Su Yanru, who sat nearby, unhurried and composed, showing not the slightest trace of agitation.

Seeing that Zhong Xiwang was about to reveal the truth, Han Xiao shouted in panic, attempting to snatch the tea mug from Zhong Xiwang’s hands, though the effort failed.

Gu Xuanjin paused, his eyes narrowing slightly as if recalling something. "Su Jin." At that moment, Rong Yun appeared from the right side of the corridor, carrying a bowl of medicine, his expression impassive.

Just as the Great Elder was lost in his reverie, Yin Zhan bent down to retrieve the Liubing Sword from the ground and began to walk toward him, step by step.

Lu Qingye was also taken aback. After all, she was someone he had once been expected to marry; later, because she was unable to bear children, his mother had abandoned the idea. Regardless, he felt that this situation was hardly favorable for Cheng Yurou, and he felt a pang of guilt—their meeting was truly awkward.

Although the Second Settlement was far more barren than the First, procuring basic living supplies was not a difficult task.

Chi Shuyan was entirely unaware that the stir caused by a bag of spiritual rice had turned the steadfast bond between Qi Hao and Lu Chengfu into a fragile, plastic friendship.

Inside the room, Rong Yun’s expression remained grim and overcast. Even Lin Yi dared not speak; how could the Crown Princess have entangled herself with that ill-intentioned Gu Xuanjin again? Yet, the Crown Princess still had a gentle temperament—it was no wonder the Crown Prince was in such a state; anyone would be angry in his position.

She could hardly be blamed for not anticipating this; judging others by herself, she had only possessed a hazy perception of the outside world when she was still an egg. How was she to know that species in the magical plane were different from those in the East? Besides, not all dragon eggs were the same; Leino’s situation was simply too unique.

Listening to the old general’s words, Jiang Liushi pondered briefly. He didn't know how many nuclear power plants remained, but this was no laughing matter.

Apart from the fish produced in Black Blindness Village, there were other mountain goods, primarily dried mushrooms, though nothing else had reached a commercial scale. Otherwise, there was a small supply of chicken, duck, goose, and pork. Since every household slaughtered pigs, those with smaller families could not consume all the meat, so they generally ate half and sold the rest.

The large stag shuddered twice, shaking Young Master Yu off balance, before lowering its head and charging ferociously with its antlers leveled at him.