Chapter 44: Setting Up a Fruit Stand

After all, this was the 1970s, and she didn't want to make any mistakes that would make things difficult for herself later on.

Hearing Jiang Cha's thoughts, Zheng Xiaozhen chimed in from the side.

"We do have a market around here, and there happens to be one tomorrow."

Jiang Cha furrowed her brows immediately. How come she didn't know about it?

Zhong Jialin waved her hand. "It's normal that you don't know, because the location isn't in our village. It's a short distance away, situated at a major transportation hub, right near—"

Fu Yujin kissed her neck, her ears, and her collarbone, while quietly untying her clothes.

If he failed to produce a decent original song today, he might be permanently branded as a plagiarist, and tomorrow countless people would jump out claiming they were the true original creators.

The man fixed his gaze on the marriage certificate before him. Only after seeing the photograph of the two of them and the name Gu Naiqing on it did he have no choice but to believe the reality of it.

The contract that could have been settled for seven hundred and fifty million at first was now increased by over two hundred million directly by the other party. Such a price far exceeded the limit of authority he had the power to make decisions on.

Outside the city walls, across vast fields, commoners were toiling away diligently, a scene that brought a sense of peace to the heart.

With a powerful kick to the center of his chest, the man collapsed onto the ground. Seeing the state of the two, and having no desire to linger, he grabbed his blade and leaped outward. As he left, his eyes glared with burning rage at Lin Yi, clearly filled with deep-seated hatred.

The opponent wanted to dodge, but Li Zhonghua's overwhelming and all-encompassing attack was simply not something he could evade. He tried to use flames of his own to defend, but his attack was directly dissolved the moment it made contact.

Wasn't it just a magical artifact capable of transferring spiritual soil to her? She didn't care for it. Once she became immensely powerful and wealthy in the future, would she still need to eat dirt?

A child's voice should naturally be clear and pure, but at this moment, heard in the ears of everyone present, it carried only an eerie and cruel undertone.

The intention to intimidate here was now completely extinguished. What catching undercover agents and finding secrets? It was a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding. He just wanted to talk about life and ideals with the head of the base, preferably in a bed.

Yet the destructive power unleashed by this [Death Blast] in that single fleeting moment was utterly peerless.

He simply didn't understand why something couldn't be spoken of and resolved together, why they had to resort to such extreme methods.

The three adults divided the labor: Mother Fang and Song Yujin were responsible for collecting money, Mother Chen and Zhao Meiling were in charge of maintaining order at the scene, while the old lady helped customers pack their clothes.

However, the relentless cravings originating from the Chaotic Demonic Seed continued to wash over him. Lin Yuan finally shook his head. Fine, fine, let it eat.

The hall was not as empty as he had anticipated, but instead filled with rows of neatly arranged candles.

It was still vividly imprinted in Si Lanz's mind, as clear as if it had happened just yesterday.

She had only ever drunk soybean milk and had never seen a beverage like cola before, so she felt more than a little curious.

The wars among the heirs of wealthy aristocratic families were far more cruel than one could imagine, and it was only natural that those surviving amidst the strife were formidable.

Because she was ranked seventh, she was called Yun Qi. She was raised by the old maid by the Fifth Concubine's side and suffered endless bullying.

The moment the replica blue-glow divine sword collided with the black peak, a heaven-shaking roar echoed through the open-air stone cave, causing the eardrums of everyone inside to buzz. The cave shook violently, the mountain peak collapsed, and rubble rained down continuously.

The market place itself was located not far from the coastline, and the distance to the spiritual vein mountain region was only slightly over one hundred thousand miles. For all the cultivators, it naturally did not take much time.

"Spit, spit." The compartment after the explosion was charred black. On Wang Hou's side, relying on that spatial shield, he had successfully blocked the frontal blast.

When Yang Jian woke up, he was already in a hospital near the Kunlun Mountains. It was said that a tourist group had discovered the two unconscious individuals by the Queen Mother of the West's Jade Pool and, after countless hardships, brought them back to the city.