Chapter 49: Zhong Wanwan Resigns Herself to Fate

Após entender a linguagem dos animais, levei minha pátria ao sucesso nos anos 70 Purê de taro com pérolas de taro 1370 words 2026-08-04 07:22:10

Fortunately, the window was open. Thinking of this, Jiang Cha and Zhong Jialin leaned outside the window, quietly calling her.

"Zhong Wanwan, how are you? You're not dead yet, right?"

Jiang Cha peered through the small window, looking at the battered Zhong Wanwan, her expression devoid of sympathy. She used to be so proud—how did she end up like this?

Zhong Wanwan glanced at Jiang Cha, her eyes full of stubbornness.

"Jiang Cha, it really is you. Are you here to watch my downfall?"

Yu Ling knew she was still easily shy, but even he felt a bit embarrassed at this moment.

If only there were some seasoning like salt and chili powder right now, Lu Weian thought silently while fanning himself.

This young man was a friend of the boss. Even Jiang Sanye and Qi Guodong personally accompanied him. He was not someone she could offend.

As for the various school regulations, they could all be broken. These rules mainly existed to protect the geniuses, ensuring that the privileged second generation also had to pay a price.

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Business seemed to be going well. Was the Dou family just incredibly lucky? Why hadn’t Dou Baoshi mentioned it? And there was no news of Dou Zha’s family arriving in Yingtian Prefecture. If Fu Wenshi had sent word, they would have known. Could it be that the Fu family were descendants of a prominent household? Had they found their biological parents?

Even if their strength was later amplified and they recovered, those beneath them already bore some psychological scars.

This person might really have some connection with the old boss. Otherwise, why would the old boss say he was looking out for her? And it was even during the first lesson?

Lin Chaoge, drunk and restless, wanted to get some fresh air. She thought she wouldn’t meet anyone from Yingyu, but tonight they were unusually agreeable, even bringing a new heater for her. Knowing that goodwill often hid ulterior motives, she bit her silver tooth in frustration and turned to leave.

Now, Boyikao was imprisoned in this courtyard. Except for his second brother Ji Fa, no one else was allowed to enter—except their mother and grandmother.

Xi Qi suffered a crushing defeat. One of the twelve Golden Immortals of the Daoist Sect, Chi Jingzi, was killed in action. Eighty thousand Xi Qi soldiers fell outside the city, their corpses piling up like a mountain, blocking the city gates.

“Demonic cultivators kill people, so Yuan cultivators don’t? What kind of nonsense is that?” The old man with a baby-like voice couldn’t help but curse.

Struck by a hidden weapon from Tang Hao, Long Fei immediately staggered back several steps, nearly falling to the ground.

Xu Chu saluted expressionlessly. As the chief culprit behind the city’s destruction, the imperial guard returning to Siyou City naturally bore the greatest pressure.

Long Fei pondered in his heart. Although he wasn’t confident he would pass the fifth trial, he refused to give up and was determined to try no matter what.

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The shallow water beneath her feet barely covered her instep, not deep at all.

Long Fei waved his hand dismissively but secretly hoped Lin Yichun and Lu Xueyao would see him off.

It was as if each of them was a top-tier genius of the Ji family, their unleashed power terrifying beyond measure.

With a roar like a dragon’s, brilliant azure light condensed into a magnificent azure dragon, surging forward with rolling waves to charge at the incoming "Zi Yi."

Jiang Yun, aged twelve, was humble and refined, with a graceful temperament like polished jade. She treated all the legitimate and concubine-born sisters of the Hou family equally. Ning Baoqi was displeased, believing her legitimate cousin was foolish, acting selfishly.

Sun Bing started the car and quickly drove Long Fei and two others toward the foot of Panlong Mountain.

If Lin Tian obtained his purple-clad great sword, Tianheng, Yishao would never have a chance to kill him.

This situation would cause the crystal brain to lose some energy. Originally, killing two hundred million people would be enough to revive him, but the resurrection of the Longevity Star Lord consumed some corpses, so I must increase the total number accordingly.