Chapter 104: Spring Bud’s Divorce Succeeds! The Li Family Welcomes a New Beginning!

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The first girl’s words rather put Li Junsheng on the spot.

Seeing the white garment in Qin Lan’s hands, Lin Feng nodded. He lifted it one-handed, wound it carelessly twice around his shoulder, then bit down on the other end and quickly fastened it with his free hand.

My fingers brushed the smooth silk, through violets and crimson, every stitch and thread steeped in a splendor beyond the reach of ordinary people, yet in the end it all became a tragic beauty.

Upon seeing Lin Feng, Hua Meiyan said with apology that it was already nearly nine o’clock at night, and it was time for her to leave.

An unsheathed sword pierced through Ye Yan’s chest. He widened his eyes and stared in disbelief at the blade’s tip, then turned, intending to see who had killed him.

In truth, that army of ten thousand demons had been led by two or three true immortal-level great demons; even if they could not crush the two untrained vanguard forces, they should not have been slaughtered so miserably.

Something like the interrogation water used to extract confessions was meant for agents and the like; in ordinary city life it was basically never used. What on earth did that fellow Lin Feng want the antidote for?

His voice was not heavy at all, but in its faint indifference there lingered a touch of finality and desolation. Every word sank into my heart. I turned back and saw the faint bluish tint in his eyes.

I gave a small sigh within. For a world in order or in chaos, perhaps so much depends on a single thought from the person before me.

Under that furious force, Lin Xiaoyan had not the slightest power to resist. He was sent flying at once, smashing through the railing and tumbling down to the floor below.

Yes. Lady Fang had always been cold-blooded toward the palace servants, showing not the least mercy. Whether it was herself or A Xiu, she had never placed them in her eyes. It was only natural that she would make such a decision; Su Jinman had already expected as much.

Of course, this was the ancient world, so even the name Sindragosa had to be changed.

Those two had always called each other “stupid pig” and “lame dog,” and they kept it up all the way until graduation without ever changing their terms.

In his words, beyond the obvious insult there was also a double meaning and a mocking echo of old matters. It could be said that his skill left Muhammad’s scalp tingling.

All traces of sorrow, all desolation, all feeling vanished. Not far away, Qingfeng and the others wanted to laugh but dared not; they could only lower their heads, their shoulders shaking, biting back the laughter with all their might.

Even if they could meet again in the next world, the other’s memories would certainly be completely sealed, and it was not even certain that he could continue to seize the role of the protagonist.

Amid the teasing voices of the barrage, the official announcement of the Star Songstress Competition directly revealed the theme of this final: “Myself.”

It seemed she had truly been very busy this past month, so busy that she often forgot she was no longer on Earth.

When Yang Linglan awoke from her meditation, another year had already passed. She rose and bowed to the guardian of the divine tower, saying, “Thank you for the reminder, senior.” Only then did she leave the tower.

To pour one’s feelings into someone who does not care at all for you is a waste, and also a wound to oneself.

Xue Qingyi knew Lu’s health was poor, but she had not expected it to be so frail that even sitting for an extra hour would leave her unable to bear it. She did not know how she usually took care of her body.

“Hungry?” As Wangchuan took the clothes from the bundle and put them away, he asked me.

In the end, Arsenal won this match over their opponents by a score of two to one, and once again lifted a championship trophy.