Volume 1, Chapter 27: Something Is Wrong with A-Qing

At this moment, I have no idea what Ah Qing is up to. Just last night, she asked me to stay with her every night from now on, saying she had grown accustomed to my presence and couldn't bear to sleep alone when I wasn't there. Yet, after only one day, she has changed her mind and told me not to come over. Why did her voice sound so strange? Could she be hiding someone? In matters of the heart, I am extremely sensitive, and my subconscious immediately drifts toward the worst-case scenarios. I know that when Ah Qing says it’s "not convenient," it definitely isn't for physical reasons; when we slept together the first night, I asked her, and her period had only just ended the previous week. "Ah Qing, what’s wrong? Why isn't it convenient?" I suppressed the impatience in my heart...

"Do you all want something delicious? When I was waiting at the entrance earlier, I heard some parents mention a place called KFC nearby that is supposed to be excellent. Would you like to go check it out?" Yang Meijuan asked with a smile. Ye Yaoqiao spat out the milk she was drinking, her face flushed with embarrassment. She was only a substitute, after all—was there really a need to make things so formal? While a few hundred dollars meant nothing to them, Lin Guoqiang knew that Lin Yuanzhen’s family wasn't particularly wealthy.

The taste of the egg instantly brought to Mu Shan’s mind the dream he had earlier—the dream about the spring with the taste of eggs. "You’ve got some skill, but Meng Gan won’t die. Father King is bent on shielding him and has issued a strict decree; what happened last night must remain a secret," Jiang Yunji sighed heavily.

Han Shao-xun led a group of men and pushed open the door. Upon seeing the man hunched over Ye Yaoqiao, he felt his rage ignite, his blood running cold. Therefore, even though Zhang Ruofeng had less than 200,000 left in his account, the monetary units he considered were still in the hundreds of millions. In a "residence" near the street, Chen Hao and Xu Jinglei were "decorating" their home. Although there were others in the house, the real drama mostly unfolded between the two of them.

"Not bad skills, but compared to me, you’re still far off," Ye Fei sneered, rubbing his wrists with disdain. Just then, a knock came at the door, followed by the sound of Lian Bo’s anxious voice. "Yuanzhou, what do you mean by that?" A wave of intense unease surged in Wan Yuning’s heart, but Jiang Yuanzhou wrapped his arm around her shoulders and led her forward. Sure enough, upon hearing that Sui Yun and Bi Fang were divine cultivators, the gazes of the three people toward Xuan Yuan Tianxin and her group immediately softened, especially when they looked at Sui Yun and Bi Fang.

"Bang, bang, bang." Standing before Teacher Zhang’s dormitory door, I extended my right hand and knocked three times gently. "Chen, you are absolutely safe here. We are Americans, after all. Besides, you once worked for the United States; we haven't forgotten a friend like you," David said, patting his chest with a righteous air.

But now, having just refined the origin blood of Yu Chenzi, the Shura Realm, which had been on the brink of collapse, was restored and even advanced further, enough to utilize a portion of the world's power. He felt a lingering fear now; it was fortunate that Jianxiake had performed well today. Otherwise, if he had invited the retaliation of those behind him, the Great Tang Government would have suffered an undeserved disaster. Jianxiake was startled, stepping back before realizing that Banruo had already woken up and was watching him.

"Dinner is ready at home. Dawei, you take Liu Shou back to eat first; your father and I will stay here and help out," Dawei’s mother said, gesturing to Brother Wei. Now that the mission was confirmed, who was this Boss Li? It likely had something to do with the group that had approached him before; otherwise, the system wouldn't have suddenly issued such a task at this time. This was the last sound Zhang Rong heard in his life; the next second, the unsheathed Divine Moon Blade carved a cold arc through the air.

On one side of the stage, Qin Shuzhen, beaming with joy, held Shen Xiaorong’s hand as she chatted happily with her colleagues. Li Erniu chuckled and straightened his uniform; the squadron leader patted his shoulder with a hint of admiration. "Saving someone who has been electrocuted doesn't require brute force. You just need to figure out where the main switch is beforehand and pull it." Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the handle moved up and down, and a moment later, water flowed from the spout, splashing into the large bucket.

He cast "Infinite Freezing" to trap the Seventh Elder, and the vortex of thunder above began to pour down lightning, activating the combined thunder-ice current. These red filaments were extremely peculiar—they grew weaker against strength and stronger against weakness. When Ji Wuyai tried to break them with force, they became incredibly supple, leaving him with nowhere to apply his strength. Yet, the moment he eased his force, they would tighten like steel wires.

If Liaodong is secure, the Ming Dynasty is stable. As for the threat of the Western barbarians from the sea, even if the navy were not developed, that would be a matter for centuries later. Xun Tian was slightly alarmed: How do they communicate with each other? Was I discovered so soon after killing the Divine Sparrow?

Of course, in this otherworldly realm, nobility is not so easily achieved. They say it takes "three generations to produce a noble," and here, it is even more absurd. He has now become a legacy disciple, no longer affected by the rankings of true-傳 disciples. His position as the Wudang senior brother is very secure; the other players can only fight for the positions of second senior brother and the chief of true-傳. Once another player becomes a legacy disciple like him, it will be a contest for third senior brother and the chief.

Over these two months, Zhang Dayan and he had tried countless experiments, but they remained empty-handed. The only possible speculation was that, due to his various unique experiences, the essence of Lu Qiming’s spiritual power had changed. While possessing extraordinary quality, he had also lost the ordinary method of "absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

"Chief Steward, do you think this Feng Ni will come out to see us?" the young disciple asked. Wealth leads to power; the bounty mission does not require one to act alone or complete it personally. As long as one has proof of the mission's completion along with the original contract, the reward can be collected. "Damn it, I've played this game for over two years, and only now do I understand what 'the three immortals are invincible' means."

The voice was somewhat familiar, though I couldn't place it for a moment. However, based on the form of address, I could tell which group of buddies it was. "Yes! Ninth Brother!" Two brothers hurriedly ran into the iron house to drag out Zhen Tian, using him to threaten the Hurricane Gang. "No means no. If the Head of the Jin family wishes to continue pestering me about this matter, I suggest you head back," Elder Jiang said firmly, his tone unexpectedly harsh.

The two young men held the Beast King Token in their hands. They exchanged a look, and one of them turned and ran inside. It seemed they were going to verify it; after all, allowing entry through this gate carried responsibilities, so it was best to be certain.