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Nevertheless, The Beauty of the Eastern River 1349 words 2026-02-09 15:39:19

Wei Lan’s WeChat was added that morning for work purposes, but she hadn’t blocked Su Yun from viewing her Moments. Su Yun clicked in to look through Wei Lan’s old posts—goodness, there were photos of luxury brands, cars, and even her boyfriend. Skimming through them, Su Yun noticed that this young lady even posted her little love essays online.

One post read: He said he doesn’t like her and wants me to wait for him.

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Despite the convenience of shared bikes, Wu Xuan still wanted to rent a bicycle—she was the type to act immediately on whatever crossed her mind.

Liu Degui glanced at the two of them, well aware that the young man with the flippant expression seemed to have no fondness for demons at all. Still, there was another man in white to consider.

To be honest, Cao Peng often felt that his spiritual sense simply wasn’t forceful enough.

Suddenly, he caught sight of Su Ying not far away, and his eyes lit up. He had pursued Su Ying back in their school days, but she was too aloof and he never succeeded—a lingering regret. He hadn’t expected to see her again, and this time, he was determined not to let her slip away.

Master Huaiyuan said no more and rose to leave. The Chief Guardian followed closely behind, and the group proceeded to the plaza in front of the residence.

The scruffy old man was furious and shouted, “Damn it! I hadn’t finished speaking, and you lot already started fighting—do you have no manners?” With a flick of his sleeve, a large pot flew out, spinning several times in the air before sweeping up dozens of centipedes into itself.

Upon arriving at the palace, Luo Yu stated his purpose directly: if they were to negotiate, he had one condition—the dismissal of Chu Feng from his position as governor of Yan Province. In addition, Luo’s country should be compensated with some treasures and minerals.

He flipped over, lying on his back in the shallow mudflat. A breeze passed, causing his lashes to tremble before he finally opened his eyes.

Collapsed dead trees, smoking trunks, scorched earth, bloodstains everywhere, corpses strewn about—the scene spoke volumes of the ferocity and brutality of the battle that had once raged here.

In recent years, Elder Fuchen hadn’t even made a token visit. So why had he suddenly shown up this time?

If only she had truly seen through those around her back then, instead of blindly trusting because of certain things, so many events would never have happened.

“All right, I’ll wait for you.” Only then did Mo Mo’s expression soften. She kissed Mo Chen on the cheek, then reluctantly walked over to An Ruchu.

Dongdong and Azhai were alike—Dongdong even surpassed him. While Azhai sought tranquility in stillness, Dongdong found it in action.

Su Li wasn’t exactly torn; she just felt deeply embarrassed to be here, under so many watchful eyes.

After a moment’s thought, she raised her hand and drew a magic array, sealing the soul completely in the depths of the Demon Lord’s dungeon.

“Ah... I didn’t bring sunscreen.” Mo Yishou lay leisurely on a beach chair, crossing his legs and basking in the sun.

Lin Shishi calmly continued refining thirty kinds of celestial pills, preparing meticulously while nibbling on roast swan.

An Ruchu clenched her teeth, her gaze cold and disappointed, yet she didn’t cry. Even when turning away, she carried herself with such poise that no sadness could be seen.

All the weaker gods, especially those living in remote areas, had gathered at the Nether God’s residence to guard against attacks from Yan Qie’s faction.

There was no way Feng Mengyi could control a fiendish beast as powerful as Xiao Yan. Clearly, Xiao Yan had been lent to her by someone else.

He had made up his mind—he didn’t want to keep fighting with his sister. If this continued, he’d be the first to go mad.

Generally, guests from other families—especially nobility arriving by carriage—were treated with courtesy. But what could be expected, given that he headed straight for the water tower?

“Ha, that’s not smoke from kitchens or canteens. Those are the new brickworks, paper mill, dye works, power plant, and farm tools factory. The state will prioritize industrial development and, through this, boost agriculture and all other industries.”