Chapter 69 Am I Dead?

Shengqing had never been like this before.

What Qiao Ruyi meant was that its eyes had changed color; she had never known such a thing could happen to Shengqing.

Based on what Xinglin had said earlier, Qiao Ruyi soothed it once more. Although it stopped baring its teeth and brandishing its claws, it clearly had not let down its guard.

Xinglin laid the knife flat across his palm, looked at the merman again, and said, "Youguang fears this knife of mine. If you have nothing to hide, step forward and take it."

The hunting knife rested in his palm—

"Alright, stop wasting time! Let's go farm mobs and level up!" Ye Feng's experience bar was at ninety-eight percent, and it wouldn't take more than a few moments for him to level up.

"Tianxuan, I've already transferred the money." Tiekuai felt a bit nervous; if Lin Xuan hung up the phone, that single silver coin would go down the drain.

By this time, Xiao Yao and Yi Fei had already charged a great distance ahead, speeding along with the wind at their heels, kicking up swirls of dust and sand.

Realizing that there was still a young woman pressed against him, Wu Yu immediately shifted his gaze downward, only to find that the girl's face was pressed directly against his chest, making it impossible to see her appearance at all.

Yet Xiao Qiuyu continued to laugh wildly, paying no heed to the red wolf's roars. His other arm was already tightly wrapped around the red wolf, drawing it close to his chest.

Wu Yu and Mother Sun both nodded. Wu Yu also secretly admired his father-in-law; although this sort of matter was not his area of expertise, watching the unflustered and orderly arrangements made it obvious that the old man was someone who had weathered great storms.

"You flatter me, City Lord. I only wonder if this old bag of bones still has the fortune to return to this immortal realm once more," said Elder Green-Bearded with a smile.

Probing required a stronger psychological fortitude, lest one frighten oneself to death before even encountering any real danger. Xiao Qiuyu happened to be the kind of person with exceptional mental resilience.

Though his tone was polite, it carried an innate, commanding dignity of one born to a higher station, making it impossible for anyone to take him lightly.

While his words attacked, his body was also in motion. Just as Xiao Qiuyu uttered sarcastic remarks to mock Meza, the index and middle fingers of his hand had already turned as bright and translucent as white jade. However, Xiao Qiuyu concealed it so well that without careful observation, the change in his fingers would have been entirely imperceptible.

Consequently, when Hao Dong finally finished wrestling with his thoughts and raised his head, the room was dead silent and completely empty.

Looking back at Zhu Di's Ming Dynasty, because it continuously practiced a feudal autocratic monarchy, all aspects failed to see any major development and gradually drifted toward decline.

Elder Sister said that Qiaoxin was injured while trying to protect her, so it was our responsibility to take care of him. Now that Elder Sister was away, Ah Wen automatically took on that responsibility.

Throughout the journey, Xia Yongning was not very happy. Henry said, "Why don't we go another day instead!" Since she was so unhappy, why insist so stubbornly on playing tennis?

Plunging headfirst into the room, she burrowed beneath the covers. "I'm a bit tired and want to sleep for a while," Jiang Nuan said to Yang Yuhuan, who had followed her in.

"I'm sorry, I've caused trouble again this time!" Xia Yongning said, her eyes filled with a trace of remorse. Every time, she ended up implicating others, but she truly hadn't wished for it to happen.

As so many years passed, compared to everyone else, Gu Xiaoman had not changed at all. She remained as pure and noble as ever, retaining her youthful face and voluptuous figure. Decades had gone by, and not even a sliver of her temperament had shifted.

Fortunately, the Jiang family possessed the good sense not to harm Lian'er or any of those innocent children. Yet now, Yuan Jie found himself entangled in the mire of salt smuggling.

Her eyes narrowed slightly. On the window paper were dancing dragons, lifelike and exquisitely crafted. However, upon closer inspection, faint imprints could be discerned upon them.

"You needn't be surprised, Cousin. To be precise, my mother bribed them—well, not really bribed, they're actually just mahjong companions!" said Shen Danni. This time, she truly owed it to her perpetually unreliable mother.

"Yes! Chief!" Hou Wu hauled over a bundle and fished out numerous treasures from within. Each piece gleamed with golden light and dazzling radiance, clearly not items belonging to ordinary folk. Among them was even the seal of a Tujue Khan.