Chapter 28: Was She Not Good Enough?

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Liyunchu had her period. In the past, she would just curl up under the covers alone, but this time, with Pei Siyao by her side, she felt as if she were close to a great warm hearth. The warmth spreading through her body eased the pain of her period considerably.

So the young girl quickly fell asleep.

Pei Siyao was not so fortunate. Lying in bed with his soft, fragrant wife in his arms, how could he fall asleep so quickly?

After lying there for a while...

Seconds later, as the shockwave dissipated, everyone’s attention returned to Nie Tian and Zhao Ji.

Xiao Cheng, who had only been criticizing Xiao Yixiao, was momentarily stunned by Xia Liangcha’s warning, then laughed foolishly.

Meanwhile, in Shaoxing, the verdict on Luo Youren had been handed down. The ringleader, Luo Youren, was sentenced to immediate execution, while other accomplices mostly received life sentences or twenty-year terms, with a few granted death sentences with reprieve.

The heavens are unpredictable, fate is fickle, and even pigs have their days of causing trouble. As Sun Shengli entered what he called the "low-level circle" with his pig’s head, pairs of hungry green eyes stared at him like starving ghosts.

Unexpectedly, Su Yun raised his hand and struck with a blade. A flash of white light passed, and his palm was unharmed, but a large chunk of the spirit stone in his hand was sliced off.

He had done something none dared to imagine—truly terrifying! Not something a mortal could accomplish.

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The giant bird screeched sharply in the sky, then flapped its wings, stirring a fierce gale as it swooped down roaring toward Chen Shan below.

The howling wind swept over the dunes as Temujin rode his warhorse, leading a vast cavalry across the sand hills.

Though it turned out to be a false alarm, the anxiety over the past few days was real. Li Mengyu even felt she might die.

The women warriors were infantry but could shoot arrows from horseback, though their accuracy and power were greatly diminished.

What was the Ghost Shadow Step for? What were the hidden weapons, traps, and poisons for? What was all that professional training from the inner gate about?

Shen Qiu muttered to himself, deciding to stop thinking about the countdown scarlet skull and walked toward the bed.

Yun Feng obviously was not transformed into white light and returned to the main city. At the instant lightning struck, Yun Feng crushed a random teleport scroll obtained from the novice village, escaping the range of the thundercloud.

After finally finding Dai Mubai, her hopes were shattered. Dai Mubai was not secretly developing to suddenly astonish everyone.

That was why he had dared not come before. Now, seeing Shen Yuan take the initiative to call him, he was truly moved to tears.

If you lose, you accept the penalty. Lin Mo was not one to back down from a challenge. With a sigh, he accepted the punishment.

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Even the most orthodox disciples of the Buddhist order must take things seriously. Without proper preparation, their self-will can still be affected.

Yun Feng raised the Snow Wolf Sword, circled behind the zombies, and with a left strike and a right strike, five motionless zombies fell into the trap instantly.

Xian Jin ate a bowl of plain porridge somewhat wistfully, accompanied by three fried dough sticks, two vegetarian buns, and several pieces of sesame paste tofu.

From the bottom of her heart, she wished more people could see such a rising star in the music world and hoped that the music scene would develop in a better direction.

Back at Qingliang Courtyard, Xinian and Madam Qin were having breakfast together when Litchi recounted the rumors she had overheard in the cafeteria.

The second-generation rich heir arrogantly sneered, "Who the hell do you think you are, coming here to boss me around?" Anna stepped forward and delivered a sharp slap across his face.

The clear yellow lanterns glowed brightly, hanging high under the eaves of the tavern. The moon rose to the zenith, its light spilling through cracks in rubble and white walls. Xian Jin lowered her head, casually rocking back and forth on the threshold with her heels—she was waiting for the mule cart to return to the Orange Courtyard.

“All right, finally restored.” After tying off the balloon, Jiang Chen handed the pump back to the bewildered patrol officer.