Chapter 41: Trying on the Formal Dress

Hearing the sales assistants folding clothes nearby whispering to each other, Ning Lu’s smile froze on her face.

Hearing herself being discussed openly inevitably made her heart ache a little.

"All packed, Ms. Ning!" the clerk said to Ning Lu with a smile.

"Thank you," Ning Lu replied indifferently.

Ning Lu carried her purchases and walked out...

The earth trembled, the air wailed, fierce winds roared, houses collapsed, trees snapped, and rubble and sand danced wildly across the sky.

Yet, no matter how Xu Fan thought about it, he never expected that Shi Lei could be living such a miserable existence within the Holy See.

"I must thank Master for your care over the past twenty years." Yin Ping rose, bowed respectfully to Daoist Taiming, feeling that such a grace of rebirth was impossible to fully repay.

She had been busy transplanting kiwi saplings lately, which required frequent trips between the mountain hollow and Shiwei Village. Fortunately for that, otherwise, she might never have noticed her second uncle's abnormal behavior.

Could it be that Ah Tao actually knew Lin Feng, but simply claimed otherwise because Lin Feng wanted to keep a low profile?

Minte was generally a composed person, but once a certain switch was flipped in her mind, she could become utterly stubborn.

After letting out a slight sigh, she moved inward herself, her body coming to lie not far from that demon.

"Could it be that they failed? Useless, utterly useless!" Duan Zhen frowned slightly, wearing an expression of intense displeasure. Then, clenching his fists tightly, surges of demonic energy soared into the sky.

After all, crouching here meant that if the sky fell, there were still taller people to hold it up. If one were to flee alone, who knew how or when they might end up dead?

The one hundred and fifty thousand-strong army of the Xueyantuo marched south, carving a bloody path all the way to Chang'an. A month ago, they were majestic and awe-inspiring, but now they were like stray dogs; their ruling clan was captured, and the remaining soldiers numbered less than a fraction of their former strength.

At this point, Lin Yan’s thoughts drifted. Having lived at Tianxin Pavilion for so long, although Granny Thousand-Hands and Daoist Kong had never brought it up themselves, Lin Yan had lived with them long enough to have learned a thing or two about their pasts, more or less.

After Lihua and Hehua had chased and laughed at each other for a while, they saw Taohua walking over looking gloomy. Without a word, she simply went over and rubbed affectionately against Shen Wei’s leg.

After deploying reconnaissance units and sentry posts, the junior officers and soldiers ate the dry rations they carried with them and went to sleep.

Time slipped away bit by bit in this silent atmosphere. Li Weiwei felt her consciousness growing increasingly hazy, her delicate body trembling slightly as fragrant sweat oozed from her skin, nearly soaking her dress through.

Yet, just at the thought that Fourth Uncle Min would leave after the New Year, an overwhelming wave of melancholy surged into Qin Keqing’s heart, making her wish desperately that she could go with him. Never mind that it was a barren and desolate wilderness; as long as she could be with Fourth Uncle Min, even the ends of the earth would be worth it.

A group of punkish youths carrying baseball bats rushed out of an office building, pursued closely by a middle-aged man who was crying out curses and drawing a pistol to fire. One of the boys, not even nine years old, was shot in the head and collapsed. Grayish brain matter mixed with blood flowed all over the ground.

This god-tier free skill, possessed by no one else, was Fang Jin’s greatest guarantee for roaming freely in this realm.

Shen Wei placed the skewered fish onto the rack, skillfully turning them over while sprinkling various seasonings. In no time, the rich aroma of grilled fish wafted through the air.

Having fallen into the python's maw, Xiao Zhan screamed at the top of his lungs, frantically hacking at the muscle inside the green forest python's mouth with his obsidian blade, slashing relentlessly at its writhing flesh.

On the third day, Lin Xiao completely parted ways with Zi Yuting and the others. Whether out of trust in Lin Xiao or something else, when Lin Xiao announced he needed to deal with personal matters, they neither asked any questions nor even offered words of assistance, leaving Lin Xiao somewhat puzzled.

"This is driving me to fury!" From the room behind the old man, two pretty young women also walked out, their faces flushed with lingering passion. Being interrupted midway had left them somewhat displeased.