Chapter 66: Celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival Together

Mid-Autumn Festival

Li Qingyun rose early and went to Aunt Jiang’s house to pick up the pork belly and pig’s tongue she had ordered yesterday, sneaking back home quietly.

Today, Dabao didn’t have school either; the school was closed for the holiday.

At noon, they planned to invite Cheng Jie’s family over for a cheerful gathering.

In the evening, they would go to the old house to celebrate the festival with the elders.

She warmed up yesterday’s sticky bean buns and the pastries she had received, serving them for breakfast, along with a bowl of milk—delightful and satisfying.

Dabao ate with a wide smile, for he loved sweets, and there were so many flavors—it was simply wonderful.

I calmly handed out the Rouge Red and, upon returning to the hall, found the brothers playing cards together. Their expressions were strange—excited yet trying to restrain themselves—which looked especially odd.

On this matter, Edith felt apologetic; although she had received some news of Mu Chen while cleaning out Dongli City, there had been no further information since. It was as if Mu Chen had vanished into thin air.

Before she finished her silent complaints, Cheng Qi suddenly stumbled forward, shoes uncomfortable, and crashed headlong in her direction.

Now, Mu Manor had become the temporary stronghold of the Lin family. After Mu Chen disappeared, Lin Qingling had sent additional people from the family.

Thus, Mu Lian killed all those in the family involved in the matter, especially those from Mu Qing’s branch—almost half were gone. Only after these remedial actions did Mu Lian rush to Central City.

Beneath the secret passage, Mu Chen now had nowhere left to escape, blocked by a stone door radiating a green light.

Fortunately, there were zombies outside now, so the man with the shotgun didn’t want to risk going downstairs—otherwise, there would truly be trouble.

After I walked out, I went straight to the hospital. As soon as I arrived, I heard crying from inside. Outside, two elderly people in ragged clothes sat: the old man sat dumbly chewing his cigarette, while the old woman cried so hard she nearly fainted, supported by several policemen stationed there.

On the way, I didn’t hail a car, but walked back to the school, tangled thoughts swirling in my mind.

Liu Mei walked over, and Zhang Kai seemed to sense it and woke up. His sleepy eyes showed surprise when he saw Liu Mei, apparently never expecting his ex-wife to come visit him at such a time.

“A neutron bomb could disrupt this energy release,” Yan Su said casually, as if the end of the world had nothing to do with him, then continued to stare at the data in silence.

On the rooftop of an inconspicuous residential building diagonally across the street, two figures held binoculars, surveilling the surroundings. The unobstructed flat roof and the vantage point facing several streets, coupled with being a story taller than all nearby buildings, made this building a perfect spot for urban observation.

“Liberl? Why is Ling going there?” Alyssa, having let go of Ling, asked curiously.

Not to mention these dragons had already reached the middle stage of the ninth rank—even if they reached the pinnacle of the ninth or even stronger, they would still fall before Rod.

Even the once-renowned Medicine Emperor spent nearly ten years to break through the barrier of sixth-grade alchemy and step into seventh-grade mastery.

Phoenix was not moved by my passionate words and actions, but was instead stirred to fervor only after seeing the three fallen coins.

This time, following Qin Guyue on the road to Jiamen Pass, those accompanying him were different from the last—when Shangguan Tianqi had dragged them away like trafficked goods in the Five Elements Universe Jar. Now, Luo Feiling and Ran Qingmo were traveling alongside him.

Ninety-five Yin-Yang True Martial Serpent Talismans activated simultaneously, all Terminators’ bodies sank, ten-colored rays lost momentum, weakened greatly as they reached Cang Yun, who shattered them with a single punch.

Yet, it was precisely these pieces of information that let Zhang Xingxing know the immortals now craved gourmet food.

“Heavy weapons—finally, heavy weapons! With such an awesome setup, when facing a Destroyer, we must stuff it with this. It’s just that six hundred rounds of ammo is a bit lacking,” Lu Xuan said excitedly.