38 Bloodline Suppression

"Yuncheng." Lin Zhao’s eyes were tinged with a soft smile, and the slanting afternoon sun cast a beautiful glow upon her.

"Sister Zhaozhao?" Song Yuncheng exclaimed in surprise.

After speaking, he stepped aside to let Lin Zhao into the house, then turned his head toward the interior and called out loudly, "Mom, Sister Zhaozhao is here."

Uncle Song had two sons, Song Yuncheng and Song Yunjin. Both were younger than Lin Zhao, aged seventeen and fifteen, respectively.

Hearing the call, Aunt Song hurried out and caught sight of Lin Zhao.

Some of the more discerning guests felt their eyes light up, silently noting that the delicacies on the table were all top-tier medicinal dishes. Even people of their high status and wealth had never tasted such things.

He decided that if he didn't know, he didn't know; he had only asked out of passing curiosity and didn't feel the need to get to the bottom of it. Since Daisy wasn't saying, he wouldn't press her.

"Scared? Hahahaha! I, Chen Canglan, have never feared anyone since the day I was born! Since you seek death, I shall grant your wish."

Lanyier certainly wasn't going to send Da Rui anywhere. She was feeling quite angry; no one had ever dared to speak to her like that before. Turning her gaze toward Minos, who was still standing there in a daze, Lanyier strode over.

"It is still unclear. So far, we have not detected any life signs of large organisms," Yamagishi Takeshi explained.

Over the past two days, she had left the General's Mansion, but she had not left the capital of the Ningxi Kingdom. She had simply followed Yu Jinglan to a residence in Yeming City, waiting for the arrival of the diplomatic envoy team.

This method is a high-angle takeoff, which is not very common in daily operations. It is primarily used during the aircraft's lift-off phase to increase the climb angle and thereby shorten the takeoff distance.

After handing these reactions over to Wang Chaoyang, Li Jialing watched as Wang Chaoyang’s brows slowly knit together.

The Thunder Epaulet raised its arm and swung heavily toward the incoming crescent-shaped beam of light. Accompanied by a crisp shattering sound, the light was struck down by the Thunder Epaulet, dissipating into specks of light that fell to the ground and vanished in the breeze.

The eunuch noticed that the guard kneeling on the ground had clenched his fists until they turned white, and his own anxiety grew deeper.

Now that their marriage was registered, Qiao Qing began preparing for the wedding. When she went to resign with Mo Rujun, Mo Rujun tried to persuade her to stay time and again.

"Yantan," Qiao Qing called out, turning her head. She slipped the ring off her finger—a simple platinum band. She had worn it for a year, and as she took it off, the skin where the ring had been was pale. "You gave this to me; now, I am returning it to its owner."

Jing'er opened his pitch-black eyes, which looked just like Xuan Shao's, and gazed at Yanyu. Seeing Yanyu reach out with her fingertip toward his mouth, he opened his mouth with a giggle and bit down on her finger.

Such a powerful thunderstorm blocked all electronic reconnaissance equipment, but the dolphins' sonar remained completely unaffected. The dolphins, now protected by spells cast by Yukishiro, were hiding on the seabed, playing carefree.

Inside, those wine shops and the various embroidery workshops had storefronts so large they were startling; they certainly cost more than thirty taels of silver.

Carrying the fish, duck, and various fruits and vegetables, he arrived at the fifth floor. The security guard opened the door, and Zhao Zixian saw Ding Man and the white-haired old man inside.

A large casino is different; the daily cash flow here reaches into the hundreds of millions, so no one would bother to pay attention to Xia Haoran’s mere one million in chips.

Xu Nuo—those two words were like thorns deeply embedded in his heart. A single touch caused pain. He couldn't help but envy that man, for he possessed her first love and had shared her most beautiful days.

Lin Jiayao shook her head, glanced at Lin Jiahao, who was fast asleep in the trunk where Li Zhi had tossed him, and sighed helplessly to herself.

Faced with her mother's "interrogation," Nangong Lingxi immediately confessed everything, though she omitted the part about her snacking and claimed that all the money had been spent on bullets.

Qing Lian was somewhat puzzled. Although that boy, Hua Yun, had excellent natural talent, he was far from being her match. As long as they used force, they could compel him; why go to such trouble?