Volume 1, Chapter 26: How Innocent Am I?

Leng Jichen wiped his lips. Had it been anyone else, Leng Jichen would have thrown them out and beaten them to death with sticks long ago.

It was not just Yuan Ling; Lin Xiang'er was also utterly shocked, her mouth agape as her perception of the Blue Dragon underwent a complete one-hundred-and-eighty-degree shift.

If it had been an ordinary person speaking those words, they would have certainly made them understand the price of misspeaking.

However, this free supply channel had, at some unknown point, been cut off at the source, effectively ceasing all supply.

The two had been talking for a long time, and since Qian Feng had been down from the peak for quite a while, he bid farewell to Qian Ye. Qian Ye did not press him to stay, and by the time Qian Feng left the medicinal garden, the sky had already turned dark.

Yu Wei, watching from the sidelines, felt like he had been dealt a critical blow as a bachelor; this display of affection gave him the urge to kick over the bowl of dog food.

Two immortals approached the young man and, without a word, began to punch and kick him. The youth, however, allowed them to strike him, offering no resistance.

"Brother Ye..." Closing her eyes, Murong Qingwan choked out the name that was familiar to her very bones. Her Brother Ye—if only he hadn't left without a word when she was six. If she had been given just a little more time, she believed she would have fallen in love with this older brother who had always cherished and protected her.

The only thing she felt fortunate about now was that her second brother's medical expenses were paid through the end of the year; for the next few months, at least, she did not need to worry about the costs of his care.

The streaming room within the demonic path was an alternate space loaded into the game; once players logged off, there was no way to contact them.

Confirm? How to confirm? Gu Qiyu was confused at first, but looking at Qing Luo's smile, for some reason, a sense of crisis suddenly welled up within him.

Lan Jin finally understood. Her urgency to get the phone back, even ignoring the danger to retrieve it after he had thrown it away, was not because the phone was important to her, but because it was not hers—it was borrowed, and she had to return it.

Originally, he had only intended to have a word with his third brother, asking him to counsel the child. He had not expected the third brother to suggest withdrawing from the center of family power and taking his family to the Qilian Mountains.

Time slipped away quietly, and the windows were reinforced by Tang Yuan with two layers of frigid ice to block normal entry.

"We have already searched from here upward, but there is no path above. We barely made it halfway before we all slid back down," Wei Zong said in a low voice.

Now equipped with three vehicles, the equipment and ammunition that Wang Ping had originally been forced to abandon were all piled into the vehicle compartments, hidden alongside the wounded.

"Can't I just summon you at times when you aren't bathing?" Meng Youran's tone was somewhat imploring.

Bi Jing and Liu Xuemei were not as decisive as he was; they were full of misgivings, but he was not. He dared to use marrying Bi Xue as a counterattack against them. Although he would not actually marry her, Bi Jing and Liu Xuemei knew he was just posturing; yet, if there was even the slightest chance to take revenge on him and his mother, they would not let it go.

They began to admit that the so-called superior technology, vast territory, and coexistence of populations were simply the Emperor's New Clothes—a self-deception.

Meanwhile, the movements of Ling Xu and the others, when viewed by those with a god’s-eye perspective, undoubtedly stirred up tumultuous waves.

The Psychic Isolation Helmet was a product of the Psychic Termination War; both the Soviets and the Allies had developed similar products intended to isolate the mind-control abilities of captured psychics.

Li Fan shrugged, not taking their words to heart, feeling there was an element of affectation in what they said.

When Liu Bang saw the wanted poster of his elder brother in Pei County, he dared not tell a soul, burying the matter deep within his heart. Today, encountering the rebel army, he immediately recalled this connection.

These were things he had brought from the future world; these dishes had been refined through countless trials to become highly sought-after delicacies.

Unlike the tenderness he showed when looking at An Nian, Ning Yun’s face bore a bone-chilling coldness when he looked at Zhou Yi and the Yan family.

When the results of the paternity test came out, Madam Yan had no reaction, but Yan Jinsheng could not sit still. He took the results to Old Master Yan, who was incensed upon seeing them and summoned the entire second branch of the family.

An Nian thought carefully for a while and realized that Xie Jing’s startup timeline seemed to have advanced significantly, though she did not dwell on this minor discrepancy.

Moreover, this was a massive project; it would be necessary to notify every village in the downstream area one by one, which would inevitably be quite troublesome.

On this side, Madam Qin personally led people to the residence pointed out by Jiang Wanyou, trussed up the lover who was preparing to flee upon hearing the news, and marched him in through the front gate with gongs and drums.

Down on the stage, seeing this scene, Ying'er felt her disgust for Wang Yao deepen. This person was simply too repulsive, but she said nothing aloud.

At a time like this, no one dared to step forward to investigate. Everyone could sense that the auras of Wei Hao and Xiao Yan were still present, yet they remained in an eerie coma—what else was there to say?

Ever since Qin Luo met Yi Lan, she had come daily to bring food. The portions were small, usually for two people, but they were remarkably exquisite and ingenious, clearly prepared with great care.