Volume One, Chapter 70: True Skill or Pure Luck?

"Why are you asking these questions? What do you know?" Someone's eyes lit up, and he rushed to Meng Fei, pressing him for answers.

Meng Fei wandered aimlessly through this space. Although the golden mist seemed to be right before his eyes, no matter how he walked, the distance between them never seemed to lessen.

The third sister-in-law approached Luo Ergou, sizing him up with a sense of superiority that came from being healthy and whole.

Previously, when it came to cultivation, Mei Xue was never particularly diligent. The girl was carefree, perhaps even a little thoughtless. Although she practiced often enough, she never seemed to pursue advancement with much enthusiasm—her attitude was rather Buddhist, indifferent to success or failure.

The enemies' warships had already suffered considerable damage and were billowing thick smoke, yet they still refused to give up.

He said, "Wang Hao, Fengtian is no ordinary place. The Japanese garrison there is strong, and their defenses are tight."

Seeing this, Du Xin's heart sank. He realized he had met his match. Glancing at the person who had blocked his attack, his expression grew grave.

The chairman is not obliged to proactively inform the board members of confidential matters—otherwise, what would be the point of a confidentiality agreement?

Do you know why, in domestic companies, Dongling High-Tech has managed to make European sales agents go crazy selling their products?

Hmm, time to search for food and water. Though he could endure hunger and thirst rather well, that didn't mean his possessions could do the same.

He couldn't possibly just charge in and take a beating, then try to force them apart with brute strength. Just thinking about it made Xia Yan's heart ache—this was her own brother, born of the same mother. How could she let him suffer?

Li Haochen felt his head swell the moment he heard those words. His mind went blank, and it was a long time before he finally came back to his senses.

He glanced at me, perplexed, but said nothing and fixed his eyes ahead again. The two of us continued walking forward in silence.

"You go out first," Tang Huan said, opening the window and looking outside. Seeing no one, she stepped aside to let me through.

After the entire village finally settled into silence, dawn broke. In the stillness, a piercing scream suddenly rang out—a scream as haunting as the ones heard in the village before.

It's often said that pain is forgotten in drunkenness, but the more she drank, the clearer she became, and the pain only grew sharper.

"Bastard! Mu Yiwei, that bastard!" Wang Yixue shrieked, her chest heaving violently with rage.

Father has gotten old and muddle-headed, completely taken in by him. How could he possibly hand over his position with just a few words?

Old Master Mu had lived a long life, weathered many storms, and was a keen judge of character. So Yi Shuluo didn't need to say anything more—the Mu family had finally produced a scandal.

There was nothing to be done—Zhao Fei had already been hunted by Pan Er, both body and mind exhausted. He had been trapped for a day, rescued with difficulty, and now, as luck would have it, had fallen from a tree. Anyone would have found it hard to endure. On top of that, he had been terrified by that burly man, so fainting was only natural.

Though the face of Black Impermanence was cold and handsome, it seemed to scream "come near and die, stay away and live," or even "if you dare approach me, I'll make your ancestors wish they'd never been born." He was chilling to behold.

Lin Zhiqiang had once asked Lin Ling if she felt pressured about the college entrance exam, and told her she could choose not to take it if she wished—whatever life she wanted, he would provide.

To use the martial arts and weapons crafted by Kuange against him—was that not the height of absurdity?

After the innkeeper went downstairs, he called for a servant and whispered something in his ear. The servant immediately dashed out and ran to a fortress at the foot of Chang Mountain. Half an hour later, the servant returned from the fortress.

Late at night, between midnight and the early morning hours, Zhao Yun led his ten thousand elite troops toward Lü Bu's camp. The army moved in complete silence. Meanwhile, Guan Yu and Ji Ling each led twenty thousand men out as well.

Clutching the rhino horn, I made my way to the northern gate's Knight Training Academy. In the distance, the knight uncle was once again flirting with the archer mentor, but as soon as I arrived, the mentor who thought rather well of me smiled charmingly.

Upon seeing Pang Tong, Xu You relaxed completely, closed his eyes, and fell from his horse to the ground.

After this storm, Shi Yi's days finally improved—at the very least, no one dared to bully him anymore.

Her hands gently slipped the straps of her dress from her shoulders, then crossed her arms modestly, covering her full chest as the dress slid down.

Ye Chenyu inquired about the mission they were executing. Wei Quan did not conceal anything, since the matter had even been reported by Donglu Satellite TV—it was hardly a secret.

The power of the Celestial Dragon instantly transformed into a protective force, shielding Wu Kuang's mind and spirit.

The Great Wilderness shook violently. The so-called super strong, the peerless figures of the Celestial Emperor Ranking—at that moment, every one of their hearts was trembling.

Not noticing the implication in Zhan Long's words, Ning Yue wept and replied, "If you had inner strength protecting you, your asthma wouldn't have relapsed, and your foot wouldn't be... It's my fault you're like this—how can I ever be at peace?" Her emotions overwhelmed her, and she broke down in sobs.

In just three seconds, the entire valley fell silent—not a single sound, not even the drop of a pin.

It was only then that he understood—there is a feeling that only insomnia reveals, a feeling called longing. Only when you truly fall in love do you realize how fragile and powerless words are, so much so that even someone as eloquent as he was at a loss for what to say or do in front of her.

"You did save me, and I'm grateful, but I do not agree with what you said afterwards. We have nothing to do with each other, so please don't pester me." Chu Shiyu didn't even turn her head, her words cold and implacable.

After Shan Ya slipped into the changing room, she took a long time to come out. She tugged awkwardly at the so-called dress—though calling it a dress at all was questionable, for it was little more than a sheer veil.

Although Ye Zitong's face was hidden behind Lance's body, she could feel the crowd around them growing thicker, watching the commotion. Anxious, she thought, If this carries on, how could she ever face returning to school?

"What is this important matter?" As long as Peter left, Number Two was confident he could get the special operations team completely under control.

"Young master, perhaps we should give up. It really seems the two of us just can't learn it," Ji Hui sighed, her eyes red.