Chapter 22: The Little White Flower
Na Baichuan was stunned for a long time after hearing this. He had never imagined that Duoduo’s background could be so bizarre and tragic. Unable to find words to comfort her immediately, he could only hold her in his arms, gently stroking her back to offer silent solace.
Perhaps it was because he was much older than her that she felt she had taken enough revenge, choosing to walk away completely and start a new life.
Most of those who couldn't buy anything just asked when they would return after the New Year, while others left in a huff, though none were unreasonable enough to cause trouble.
Afterward, Bai Yan served food to Bai Qilin, making jokes in his usual easygoing manner, which allowed the meal to conclude without further awkwardness.
Zhong Yinian might not have been able to articulate exactly what was happening, but she could sense that something was wrong.
Meng Yuyan had already been captivated by his successive displays of talent; as the man painted, she walked once more to a spot where she could observe his work below.
"No! Senior, there is no time to slow down. I must force myself to become a normal person as quickly as possible," Tang Xin struggled desperately.
She believed that as long as Young Master Chen knew how to choose, he would surely realize that she, Shen Xinchen, was the best for him.
Although this news came as a bolt from the blue for him, for some reason, he felt a flicker of excitement—a thrill that grew increasingly intense and exhilarating.
Liang Chan thought to herself: What else can I do but let him grow freely? I wonder if others find it just as exasperating when trying to mentor their own husbands.
At this moment, the lobby on the first floor became lively, while Pu Nanhu and Yuan Qifeng were left stunned, relegated to the sidelines with nothing to do.
The airborne long saber landed, burying itself horizontally into the snow, leaving the distinct outline of the blade upon the pristine surface.
The various divine displays of the Six Emperors shocked those with ulterior motives, especially the restless Chu Chen. He stared in disbelief at the domineering spectacle in the sky.
When the commander signaled the start of the competition, our team members split up, moving in groups of three or five toward the blue side's position.
"Later, this teacher insisted on going in to find you, and that was exactly when Director Che happened to be coming out," the head of security continued.
Family members are the people in front of whom you can be completely uninhibited, knowing they will never abandon you or cast you aside. It is the same for Qian Qiyue and Qian Qiyao, Yang Jiazhen and Yang Jiahu, Ye Fan and Ye Li.
Li Yan piled rice and meat into Shen Jun’s bowl, which took Shen Jun by surprise. He buried his head and ate voraciously, finishing in no time. Li Yan had not even eaten half of her meal when she prepared to slip away, but one look from Li Yan kept Shen Jun frozen in place; the disciples nearby exchanged glances and quickly departed.
Dropping their motorcycles, they slowly closed in on her. Lin Xiaohuan’s supple skin and delicate features piqued their interest.
Her eyes followed the red jerseys; when someone in red scored, she cheered, and when those in white scored, she slumped in disappointment. By the end of the match, she found herself gradually growing fond of soccer.
"I must go!" The tone was so resolute that it left Aristo at a loss for words.
As soon as Mu Qing entered the alley, he realized something was wrong. It was deathly silent, even though people had been passing through just a moment ago; the stillness was eerie.
Nirvana had gained quite a bit from this journey to the temple. Any ancient artifact that Xin Feng could not carry had mostly ended up in its stomach. Now, its body was round as a ball, radiating a seven-colored light.
Qin Ke'er hurriedly dodged to the side, and then Meng Yuntian, using the strength in his sneakers, kicked hard against the car window.
"Ouch, ouch... it hurts!" Yan Xiong’s physique was well-trained, so the impact did not cause any fatal injuries, but it was excruciating. No sooner had Yan Xiong climbed to his feet than a flowerpot from the courtyard wall tumbled down, striking him square on the head.
Sensing Lin Ran’s scrutinizing gaze, the masked man faltered for a moment. He said nothing, then immediately bolted toward the distance.
Daoist Ziyang also spoke up at the right moment, puzzled: "This time, the Corpse King seems to be controlled by some power; its actions are disciplined and orderly. It is not like the records, which describe chaotic and wanton slaughter. At first, I thought the date was wrong, and I recalculated it many times."
Without hesitation, Tian Xiaochen immersed his mind, his spiritual sense entering the residual soul of the Golden-Threaded Blood Python.
They did not want to leave the Saqi tribe without cause, nor did they wish to be rebels. They conscientiously executed any mission handed down by the senior elders, and almost nothing ever went wrong.
Moreover, he was about to face the Demon King in a decisive battle. With his life and death hanging in the balance, he did not want Lin Yuan to suffer for a lifetime. A long pain is worse than a short one; it was better to part ways with her sooner.
Seeing Qinggertai holding the sheepskin and pointing to the characters to prove his point, Meihua finally nodded and smiled at him.
Many people had traveled from afar not only to witness this rare competition but also with the intention of befriending Lei Hai.
Luo Hao glanced at his phone and realized it was New Year’s Eve. A nostalgic smile appeared on his handsome face, and then his figure vanished from where he stood.
Her heartbeat quickened, and Yu Shenshen hurriedly dodged. In her flustered state, she failed to see the blade falling toward her hand.
After all, if she were truly as vicious as they claimed, she would have dealt with these pests long ago; why would she have kept them until now?
A sharp glint flashed in Luo Hao’s dark eyes. In his previous life, a physicist in China discovered that materials refined from blue crystal ore and sheep’s blood were both indestructible and incredibly sharp.
"I used a levitation spell to lift you up. How about that? Isn't it impressive?" After saying this, she stood with her hands on her hips, looking proud and waiting for praise.
All of this was the consequence of Liu Junyu’s lawlessness and the result of offending Luo Hao.