Chapter 46: Ingratitude

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As the voice faded away, Chu Lingtian picked up the harmonica and brought it to his lips. A wonderful melody immediately began to play softly.
"Young Master, what are you doing?" Huang Yandu did not understand, but the tips of her ears had turned red. Because it was with this very harmonica that she had just been practicing a newly learned tune while driving earlier. The saliva on it hadn't even dried yet.
Chu Lingtian remained silent, simply playing the beautiful notes.
……
On the road leading to the airport, a taxi sped along like lightning.
"Driver, faster, even faster!"
"I'll pay more, I'll pay more! I'm adding to the fare!" Fang Shuo in the back seat urged incessantly, pulling cash out of his pockets and flinging it onto the seat behind him.
The driver in front was already turning red with excitement...
If you want to smear such a conscientious domestic manufacturer, have you even asked the blue-switch mechanical keyboard in my hands?
If Jin Chengyan hadn't noticed it from the beginning, Gu Qingcheng certainly wouldn't have told him. But now, since he had already found out, Gu Qingcheng pondered for a moment and began to tell Jin Chengyan all about Mo Xiaoxiao's mischievous little plots.
It was the peak evening rush hour, and they encountered a red light, revealing a dense and endless sea of vehicles.
As he turned around, a massive centipede was staring fiercely right at him, its appearance enough to make one's blood run cold.
At this moment, King Fuchai of Wu sat in his grand tent pondering for a long time. The more he thought about it, the more improper it seemed, so he stood up and immediately issued an order.

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"Could this commotion caused by breaking through the Spirit Division Realm attract the attention of outsiders? If they find out, wouldn't Tantai and the others' plan fail?!" Old Mo suddenly woke up with a start.
"This is simply too lifelike. How can there be such an unimaginable thing in this world?" Guan Yu widened his eyes, unable to help exclaiming in admiration.
Everyone knew that pirates on the high seas had not been completely eradicated, but the Snowflake was a magical armored dreadnought. According to reason, no pirate ship in existence could possibly bare its teeth against it.
Powerful magic and magical bullets struck the spot where the giant ape had landed, delivering the final coup de grâce to the beast.
For Tang Luanfeng, who could not live without meat, roasted meat was his true love. He had always believed that roasted vegetables were a heresy, but now, in Bai Yao's hands, these potatoes seemed to have completely transformed.
Seeing the green magical runes on the device, Ye Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, but just for a fleeting moment before she returned to normal.
Because his perception detected an extremely terrifying aura rapidly approaching him.
"Don't be so formal, Teacher Zhan, just call me by my name. What do you think of it?" Wang Naijie was still full of anticipation regarding the song he had carefully selected.
This kind of circumstance gave rise to medical institutions built specifically for the wealthy, where the expenses were truly horrifying.
Completely ignoring the commotion beside the pool, Ye Qing targeted those dolphins that showed zero will to survive.
However, the money hadn't been handed over yet, and until the moment of payment, this guy might just be blowing hot air—could he be a fraud?
He was currently lacking these things the most. Right now, what he wanted to see most were the Jiang family and the Ye family—one was an enemy, while the other might possibly be his own family.
Trippier had some hesitations about leaving England to play football in France. But Sun Yi convinced him with a guarantee of a starting position and a two-year contract.
Prior to this, Wang Naijie felt that Hollywood's union system was an advanced framework that provided guarantees for a multitude of basic and technical professions. Yet, from the very first day of shooting, he personally experienced that there truly was no flawless institutional system in this world.
In reality, even for their Yuan family, pulling out ten million all at once would cause their hearts to ache.
Qiu Yan walked along the corridor for about a quarter of an hour. Absorbed in the murals along the way, he completely failed to notice a closed stone door ahead, through the cracks of which a red and blue intertwined light flickered faintly. As he drew closer, that patch of light visibly dimmed and vanished.
Qin Yu was not doing this to borrow the power of a formation; he simply didn't want those people to escape.
A sharp glint flashed in Li Yan's eyes. The twentyfold control force he was originally using suddenly surged to twenty-first fold. In an instant, he threw out twenty-six punches, their shadows seemingly fusing together to smash back the two golden hammers with a thunderous roar that reverberated through the air like a great bronze bell.
"Brother Yuan, what are you digging those weeds up for?" Meng Ying asked in confusion when she saw that Zhao Yuan wasn't picking wild raspberries, but was instead laboriously digging up a plant on the earthen ridge.
Her white clothes fluttered in the wind, losing their playfulness and youthfulness, replaced by a quiet and refined grace. A lock of dark hair stirred by the breeze lightly brushed against her cheek. Yet, as she walked, she smiled at the playing spirit beasts, and even cheerfully greeted some familiar tree spirits and flower sprites, still bearing testament to her innocence and kindness.

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The people who escaped from the Western and Northern Domains added up to fewer than five thousand in total. Lin Mu was heavily injured, while Ling Daoning and Yin Yitian sustained minor injuries.
The next moment, however, Yun Tiankong's face turned pale once more, and he flew out to the exterior, while Leng Han and Chu Kuangshi continued to remain behind.
That was, the Chen Fan before them was currently in an exceptionally good mood, and right now he would let both him and the Great King Sai Tai sui go.
The New Zhao Manor was not far from Meizhou City, situated by a tributary in the upper reaches of the Meizhou moat. The terrain and environment were somewhat similar to the Xiheba area in Huiyuan City, only flatter here, with the nearest mountain being nearly five li away.
Bang! A life aura blossomed from Li Yan like fireworks, and a layer of deep red, surging vital blood was visible all around him.
Ji Yanzhan looked over. The handwriting on the card was very pretty—the writing reflected the person, showing that he must be a man of great individuality.
"Hah? That prodigal would know? All he knows is going out to carouse, and he even treats spreading his seed across the world as his supreme ideal. He simply brings shame upon the clan." Upon hearing the head of the family's name, the Fifth Elder immediately wore a mocking, sneering expression.
When Zhao Yun led his army charging in, the Xianbei warriors guarding the camp were instantly dumbfounded: how dare they charge in again?
This was a very simple question. A careful consideration would reveal that the Fourth Uncle was not obstructing them from collecting rice at all, but was instead helping out.
The explosive sounds of artillery fire made the battlefield far from tranquil. At this moment, looking at the highly unclear situation on the battlefield, the Japanese infantry captain wore an anxious expression.
The Zhao family was one of the earliest military governors to receive the imperial double-banners and credentials; naturally, there was nothing to say about their family status, provided his descendants truly possessed such capability.
Her slender fingers reached before him, shaking gently but refusing to land on his face, much like teasing a cat with a blade of grass.
From the current situation, all the actions of the Eighth Route Army revolved around two directions: meeting up with the Anti-Japanese United Army and attacking Fengtian City.
Chen Zheng was a tragic sight to behold for a moment, and Chu Yang couldn't bear to look either. Struggling to crawl back up, the lazy cat gave him a chance to catch his breath.
Since things had changed, his own plan had to be adjusted accordingly. This was why he decided to close the net.
Right at this moment, several Japanese torpedo boats and old-fashioned mosquito boats in Sasebo Harbor that had not been affected by the flames successively ignited columns of smoke and charged fiercely toward the Beiyang Fleet outside the harbor.
However, there were no ifs! Could Milo Village truly not be saved? Sakya's heart was bleeding.
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare." Sister Li was truly frightened out of her wits today; she had encountered the legendary Boss Nie Lei. And Boss Nie had almost chopped off her hands and feet—having walked back from the gates of ghost's domain, Sister Li still harbored a lingering sense of terror.