Chapter 67: Their Past

Gu Fangyu never expected to see Aunt Lan at Jiang Qi's home early in the morning.
At that instant, tears welled up in her eyes.
"Don't cry, don't cry. You shouldn't cry during pregnancy, or the baby will turn out ugly," Aunt Lan teased deliberately.
She forced back her tears and asked, "Aunt Lan, why are you here?"
...
After finishing her sentence, she actually looked up at the sky, while the person in front of her scampered away in a panic.
I can feel that in this world, the innocent souls of the Chinese heroes who were murdered are roaring and weeping, asking why revenge has not yet been taken. Is China not powerful enough now? How can we still watch our former enemies running rampant on our own soil?
As they were speaking, Li Yuanhao arrived shortly after. Everyone stood up to pay their respects, and Li Yuanhao motioned for them to rise, then walked up to the main hall and sat down. Li Yuanhao waved his hand, signaling everyone to take their seats.
"I will never separate from Yu Feng, and I don't want to waste my time talking nonsense with you." Lin Ziqi left feeling heartbroken. Not a single word of Ning Qian's was wrong; she had been unable to sleep well lately, completely at a loss as to what she should do. No matter what the outcome turned out to be, she and Yu Feng were bound to part ways.
"Speaking of children, if you two have a child, he must be very smart. Don't you think so, dear?" Mother Shen suddenly spoke up with a smile, the expression on her face growing even more radiant.
Sheng Mingzhu had still been harboring doubts about this matter, but seeing Xuanyuan Yi's sincere attitude, she ultimately nodded.
Among the several people, only one was on the Star Ranking while the rest were not, and there was even a stage-two brainless fan who insisted on challenging him.
When Ling Yizhe caught sight of Mo Linghuan, a strange brilliance flickered in his eyes, and a gentle smile played at the corners of his lips. The cold aloofness on his face instantly vanished without a trace, and his lips curved upward slightly. You are still as beautiful as ever, so breathtakingly beautiful that it takes one's breath away, making it impossible to comprehend the radiance emanating from you.
"In that case, this student will take his leave first. Thank you, Master," Meng Changsheng said, bowing again to Master Chen to express his gratitude before bidding farewell.
"If I didn't know this was the Heavenly Court, I would have thought it was some desolate, ruined place!" Bai Xiyue remarked, speaking from the heart.
Later, when the tourists recovered from their shock and wanted to find the man who had recklessly thrown himself down from the sky to rescue Lanlan, they discovered he had already vanished without a trace. Along with him, his companion—the mysterious "man lying on the ground"—had also disappeared entirely.
"Because of his extraordinary talent, Lu Yazhe became the object of jealousy and suffered some persecution in the United States. It is said that he grew disheartened as a result, retired into seclusion in Beijing, and no longer engages in commercial activities," Zhuge Yang said.
Just by looking at the trace of mocking a smile currently hanging on Guangchengzi's face, one could easily guess what kind of thoughts were churning in his mind.
Xuanyuan Chun, however, was puzzled. He had never met these three immortal cultivators before; how could they possibly know him? But the moment he thought of the Heavenly Dao Sect and Lingyin Temple conspiring against him together, it all became clear to him.
As the voice faded, A-Shui on the display screen suddenly vanished. Immediately afterward, the scene shifted, and Jiang Qicai beheld a bizarre spectacle.
The vanguard of the Xiaoqi Camp, who had charged in first, encountered resistance before advancing even three hundred steps into the camp. It was the night-patrolling Jurchen soldiers who had rushed over, gathering in numbers of several hundred in the blink of an eye, which showed that the combat effectiveness of these Jurchen troops was not to be underestimated.
Shen Fei and Lei Ming immediately expressed that they had no objections. Only Fan Chi looked slightly startled upon hearing Wang I-lung appoint him as the factory director.
However, turning invisible after killing the mountain leopard did not mean I could cowardly sneak all the way to the summit, because along the way, combinations of battle wizards and warhammer fighters were everywhere, and I had to carve out a bloody path.
Such entanglement—in truth, these kinds of "century-old dilemmas"—are of great importance to many people. Many would care about such an answer, even if it were just a casual, perfunctory response.