Volume One, Chapter 48: The Zhou Family Sells Their Property, Preparing to Head South

"Understood, Dad."

Ye Qiaoqiao hung up the phone and returned to the dormitory.

Seeing her walk in, Jiang Wan immediately pulled her over and pointed at the opposite bed, saying, "Look, your family's bodyguards came and made this bed for you. Everything is fully prepared, and the quilt is even warm. You said before that you didn't want to live on campus, but now you must be happy, right? It's great that I have a room all to myself and can let you move in. Otherwise, with conditions as good as yours, I'd be afraid the other students would get jealous the moment they saw it."

Ye Qiaoqiao also noticed that all the items were of the highest quality. She subconsciously explained, "These were all prepared by my fiancé. I didn't expect them to be this nice either."

"Ah, ah, ah, Qiaoqiao, I'm dying of envy!" Jiang Wan hugged...

"Take good care of Huayao. She just drank some clear liquid and shouldn't sleep for too long." With that, Caogu put down the winnowing basket and walked out again.

Thinking this, Bai Mohan's peripheral vision finally shifted away from Shu Xinlan's bundle. He had inspected these items; indeed, there was nothing wrong with them. They were just ordinary things used by poor people, not magical artifacts imbued with spells by Taoist priests, as there were no special characters inscribed upon them.

Therefore, within a radius of a hundred miles around Long County, the most elite force was likely just these few hundred men under Ma Yue's command.

Yao Chengzhi had thought about leaving Yaojia Village, but now, after walking just two steps on the muddy road, he would be tripped by gravel. He simply couldn't walk far, and before getting very far, he would be hauled right back by villagers who harbored a bone-deep hatred for him.

Keiko Hitorime possessed extraordinary footwork after all. If an ordinary person were caught in such an onslaught, they would only be able to hunker down and defend. Yet, in the blink of an eye, she actually managed to break free from the sword qi assault. The spot where she had been standing was now pierced full of silvery-white sword qi. Moments later, the sword qi dissipated, leaving behind rows of shallow, flat grooves in the ground.

"Judging from the battle reports sent back from the front lines over the past few days, casualties have increased by nearly double. Regardless of whether the demon race intends to launch a surprise attack with elite troops, fighting in this manner is definitely unwise," the Master of the Heavenly Voyage Sparrow pondered aloud.

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Looking at the unfamiliar campus, Li Zhanguo felt a twinge of panic in his heart. The family of three had come straight to the Foreign Studies University asking for directions the moment they got off the train. They hadn't been anywhere else, nor did they know anyone.

Xiahou Tu was caught off guard and swept to the ground by him. The blow that should have landed fatally struck the ground instead. Seizing this opportunity, Shen Feng thrust his spear toward him. However, Xiahou Tu supported himself with one palm on the ground, dodged the spear thrust, and then used his body to pin down the spear shaft while kicking back at him.

"Hey, what are you doing? Aren't you making me commit a violation?" Zhang Shulan hurriedly put down the knitting needles in her hand, pulled the paper ball out of her pocket, and thrust her hand forward toward Li Dan, though her eyes kept darting toward her own hand, eager to catch a glimpse of how large the denomination was.

After finishing those words, he turned around without looking at me again and walked out of my room. I thought that the gun barrel behind my head would surely go *bang* the moment he stepped out, sending something tearing straight through my skull. Yet, with a stiff neck, I waited for a long time, but that moment never came.

"If you admit defeat, you won't have to die. Step down from the stage!" Hongfeng said disdainfully. In fact, martial cultivators rarely admitted defeat in duels. Not only was it a matter of pride, but it also had a profound impact on their future cultivation.

How much longing could remain after walking past? It was merely a habit. When a habit gradually becomes dispensable, it is no longer a habit. Can't people love well without being bound by habit?

There was only one road leading in and out of the mountain. It was only paved with cement in recent years after the town grew wealthier. The road was very narrow, and cars could not drive through it. One could easily tell how stingy the person who planned this road had been.

Watching Jiro act like this, she found it hilarious and thought he looked quite adorable.

"Alright then! I'll leave this matter to you! Let's see if Uncle Changxi sends you a pig's ear this year!" Dongling placed the strips of glutinous rice cake she had cut into a nearby basin.

"Yes, yes, yes, as Mr. Lei says, this matter truly was my son's fault. How would you like to resolve it?" Seeing that Chen Zi'an was unharmed, Chen Hanmin nodded repeatedly.

Crack! Finally, struck by the sword qi, the shield made a cracking sound, then shattered into a flurry, dissolving into dazzling spots of martial elemental energy that vanished into the thin air.

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A lantern sat upon the table. Yes, though he forgot everything else, Gao Qing would never forget this particular lantern—it was unmistakably that human-skin lantern. Gao Qing rushed out of the house and walked onto the street.

Because filming had just begun, the early stages were not overly stressful, and everyone got along harmoniously.

"You... what kind of divine being are you?" Naturally, not believing that immortals truly existed in this world, Ruan Rongyue slumped weakly on the ground, staring in terror at Han Xiao and asking the question. This man could easily capture her amidst an army of thousands; taking her life would likely be as easy as turning over his hand.

With lightness kung fu that left no trace in the snow, he walked through the heavily guarded imperial palace as if entering an uninhabited realm.

The maidservant smiled as she led Shui Hong away. Before leaving, Shui Hong merely looked at Li Huan without saying a word, and then departed.

With every step he took, dozens of bodies burst apart, turning the earth into a river of blood. Countless fearless soldiers wailed and died tragic deaths. Amidst this scene resembling a living hell, a wild, arrogant smile crept onto the corners of his lips.

Xu Jia, Ju Shou, and Lu Su watched Xu Jian smile without answering, leaving several military generals somewhat bewildered! Seeing this, Xu Jian put on a stern face, and upon realizing the gravity of the situation, the three of them managed to rein in their smiles.

"Prince Consort Han Xiao? The renowned number one figure in the capital's realm, Han Xiao?" Upon hearing the name Han Xiao, the Crown Prince of Goryeo could not help but be greatly astonished. Over the past year or more, Han Xiao's renown had spread across several neighboring countries of the capital. Anyone with even a modicum of status knew him as a formidable, storm-stirring figure; whenever his prowess was mentioned, even his adversaries would turn pale with fear.

Naturally, Wu Aihua did not hear Hitler's praise of him all the way over in Europe. On New Year's Day in 1938, after fleeing Dianshan Lake alongside Shen Ren and Kong Wu, Wu Aihua was currently hurrying toward the direction of Jiaxing. Due to the redeployment of Yanagawa Heisuke's 10th Army, Jiaxing had already been occupied by the Japanese military.

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