Chapter 41: The Man-Eating Tiger Case (11)
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Zhou Lin noticed that she seemed somewhat dispirited. Just as he was about to ask her what was wrong, she yawned.
“Xiaoman, are you getting sleepy?”
“Mhm. Xiaoman’s eyelids are stuck together—I can’t open them! I can’t even see where Daddy is!”
“You’ve been tired all day. Go take a bath and get some sleep.” Zhou Lin patted her head.
Shu Yan also called her three sons home to bathe. They lived in the villa next door, so coming and going was quick and easy.
“Xiaoman wants to go with Daddy…”
Lu Chen sat down cross-legged. While regulating his injuries, he gazed at the astonishing ancient sword that had remained unremarkable until drawn, and the longer he looked at it, the more delighted he became.
Baili He’s Ice Soul Sacred Physique had been brought under control. Battle Dragon took her straight back to the base, claiming that she needed to be trained properly. Lu Chen bade farewell to Baili Song, went to Elder Ye’s home, took a bath, and then fell into a deep sleep.
“Superior spirit stones will barely do, and ideally they should be top-grade spirit stones? Do you know that I only have a few hundred top-grade spirit stones? I’ll find some superior ones for you, so stop being so picky. By the way, how many spirit stones do you have to devour before you can produce a single ant egg?” Yi Xuan asked casually.
After all, she had the highest intelligence in the entertainment industry—and among those with the highest intelligence, very few had entered the entertainment business.
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Honestly, the way some people think is simply impossible to understand. They were clearly sold off, and then when half the money from the sale was given back to them, they became deeply grateful? What kind of logic was that?
Lu Chen did not care. He tapped the ground with the tip of his foot, and a gentle breeze brushed past. In an instant, he appeared on the platform once more.
Whatever he did was right. But whenever someone else did something that displeased him, they were in the wrong.
Nearby, after hearing Mo Yu’s words, Mo Yang’s eyes nearly spit fire as he glared furiously at him. When his gaze swept past Mu Kun, he found the latter standing there blankly, staring at Ling Quan, who wore the same expression.
“Who on earth got up even earlier than I did?” Zi Mo was just about to rise and begin his daily cultivation when he heard the sound of something being embedded at the main gate.
When the Ghost Shadow Sect returned, it brought back three peerless experts in the late Grandmaster stage. That was by no means a simple force.
Just as Zhao Ruozhi was preparing to take her second glass of vodka, the hand holding the glass was firmly grasped by another hand—strong and warm.
Long Ya had already started eating. When he saw him arrive, he looked up and rolled his eyes, without bothering to greet him.
Since it was the first major class of the morning, most of the students were still half-asleep, and the applause was correspondingly weak and listless.
At this point, the three shifted from dancing to combat. Su Qin wielded her sword alone against the other two. Although it was only a performance, the sword techniques of all three were highly polished—at the very least, they looked convincing.
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It was no wonder Chen Shiyi had disdainfully shut the door. Even Su Qianyu herself wanted to vomit again when she caught the smell. Forcing herself to finish cleaning up, Su Qianyu picked up the washbasin and was about to return to her own home. Remembering what Chen Shiyi had said about needing to take a bath, she set down the basin, washed her hands, and walked to the bedroom door.
Without the terminal’s powerful abilities for data analysis and filtering, this piece of black technology would never have been created.
Now Zhang Yuxuan was no longer afraid of Zhao Yun. With two top-level ninjas stationed at his home, he finally had the confidence to stand his ground.
Liu Dong gritted his teeth. That would not do. Otherwise, he truly would have no chance to take revenge, and would be forced to wait indefinitely for his opponent to emerge before assassinating him outright.
The Soul Stone, which had previously been radiant with five colors and wonderfully soothing to behold, was now completely dim. It had become a pitch-black stone, split cleanly in two.
The newcomer was a young cultivator who appeared spirited and confident. His cultivation seemed to be at the First Tribulation of the Divine Realm.
However, the cicada nymphs tossed into the stove had either been burned into lumps of charcoal or were still half-raw. There were hardly any that could actually be eaten.
If his guess was correct, Yan Jue and the others had already searched the hundreds of Void-Nascent Rings. In other words, if there had truly been some extraordinary treasure, most of it had already been taken away.
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