Chapter 42 The Stolen Manuscript

After walking for a few minutes, the four humans and three spirits successfully arrived at the control room, but they did not find a single soul.

Aunt Hong no longer dared to say anything further. She hurriedly dismissed everyone, personally helped Liu Jiaojiao dress up, and pushed her straight into the room.

Then she lowered her head and fiddled with the watch on her wrist. It was a gift from Song Chenyan; he had inspected it thoroughly, yet he still wore it on his hand.

The surrounding guests thought the same: his countdown had only thirty seconds left, and this girl named Tao Zhi was getting this close—was she out of her mind?

"Thank you, Empress Mother!" There was not a trace of emotion in her tone of gratitude; one could only say she brought this upon herself.

The Xiaoyao Palace was vast enough that she could always find a place where she could catch a distant glimpse of Beiyan without him discovering her.

—I have transmigrated into an ancient world of an unknown dynasty. Judging by the current situation, I am a fortune teller, commonly known as a "jianghu charlatan."

The moment the door closed, he suddenly clutched his chest, doubled over, and coughed up a mouthful of dark, pitch-black blood.

"Do you have anything else to say to Us? We will relay it to that girl," the Emperor said earnestly.

As for the second task, it involved a real-world game-theoretic framework, and its prerequisite conditions had already been automatically fulfilled.

Within the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Yun Yuyuan agreed to the request of the Dragon King, with only a single additional condition attached.

Once a group becomes mixed, all sorts of trivial matters are bound to happen. For instance, a team from Taizhong City heading to the Celestial Domain was no different from any other.

Yang Meng had a good personality and a clear head. She wanted to use her to get close to Zhang Yuhuan? No problem, she would just play along slowly.

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What are they here for? To pay respects to His Royal Highness the Empress Consort? The guards all stared up at the sky, wondering if today's sun might actually rise from the west.

He could not understand the psychology of those who chose to remain idle, but as long as he was the captain of the security team for a day, he would fulfill his duties.

Qianli was too lazy to argue with them. When they made a fuss and climbed up the mountain, she would grab the hem of her trousers and run, scattering her steps across the entire mountain.

Gu Yunyan could not help but silently praise Yan Qiubai in her heart; this fellow truly had extensive experience in such interrogation matters and was thoroughly skilled at it.

There were six stalls in the latrine. Yu Danqing entered the leftmost one, while Alan and Tang Ruonan waited outside the door.

The batch of weapons currently missing from the police station had been taken by unknown parties, a fact that remained like a thorn stuck in Lin Feng's throat.

Seeing Tianyuan's smile felt as though he were mocking himself, which only added to his irritation. The force in his hands increased further, gradually rising to the late stage of the Two-Yi Heaven.

"Just how cheap is she, that it makes you hate her to the point of wanting her dead?" the man asked. Although his tone was not harsh, it carried an inherent chill.

Lin Chaoji felt somewhat speechless. With only this tiny bit of information in his hands, this fellow still refused to give up? Even though he knew Yu Yinyu's perseverance, he still could not help but feel speechless in his heart at that moment.

"Mr. Yu... I..." Before Norman could finish his sentence, he collapsed as well, and falling right along with him was Li He.

Yinglan turned her head in the direction of Linghan's voice and asked, but before she could finish, a massive ice spike exploded without any warning.

"Major Zhuangyan, this directive contains more than just an order. Commander Hong even praised our Fortress 59 for making a major contribution during the beast tide battle," said an officer who had a close relationship with Zhuangyan.

Returning to the Shi residence, Shi Yeting had not yet returned from work. Su Lili handed the nutritional supplements to the butler and immediately hurried back to her room to make a phone call.

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After arriving in Urumqi, Lin Feng took a long-distance bus to Hotan. Along the way, he sent a text message to Qin Hao to inform him that the broadcast would start the day after tomorrow.

Poor Yu Xi, he had no idea he had endured so much. A short while ago, sustained by the energy within his body, Yu Xi had not felt hungry; but once that bodily energy vanished, the physical body's demand for food followed closely behind. Right now, he could be described as both weak and starving.

"Just drive your car properly!" Gu Wangchuan gave the White Fox a huge side-eye, then fell silent.

Although he knew there was something weird about this Jinfeng night market, he had not expected it to be this bizarre. If four of the Five Ghosts were lost, how was Ye Zixuan going to account for it to the master of the Ghost Market?

Vaguely, Bai Yun felt his thoughts drift into the distance. He thought of Zhou Ziyan, whose hair reached her waist. Zhou Ziyan's looks were not particularly stunning, nor as pretty as Gu Yunmi's, but she possessed a quiet, enduring charm that felt very comfortable. She was warm, and Zhou Ziyan in daily life truly was a very warm girl.

Emerging from the mountain forest, Liang Moju did not take the children to look for that cliff of the past to pay respects to the children's families. Moreover, she deliberately took a detour, exiting the mountain from another direction.

Originally, Hua Xiyan's bright red dress was already eye-catching, and now, under the high noon sun, it looked even more like a blazing fire, glowing more brilliantly than the scorching sun in the sky. Those whose gazes had been initially drawn by the carriage were now thoroughly dazzled by the fiery red dress.

However, Ryoko's purpose did not lie there; making a profit was not her goal. Within the SOS Brigade, what was there that she could not get?

From Qin Le's perspective, under such a formidable array put together by the Three Teachings and Five Sects, even a god would know there was no escape. Perhaps only a grandmaster had the power to struggle. No matter how arrogant Xiaofantong was or how much he tossed things around normally, he was still nothing more than a personal disciple at the Apotheosis Stage—he had nowhere left to run.

In fact, there are often certain things that one only understands after experiencing them. I suppose I am like that right now. Ultimately, it was because I was a bit foolish before and handled matters of the heart poorly, which led to such an outcome.

My life has been ruined by you, my money has been taken by you... My body is under your control without freedom, my life is in your hands without any guarantee... And now you actually ask me what is the matter?

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