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Nevertheless, The Beauty of the Eastern River 1301 words 2026-02-09 15:39:40

The boy thawed his voice and quietly asked the girl what kind of landscape painting she wanted. The girl replied that any kind would do, leaving the boy free to create as he wished, and agreed to come back next week to collect the painting, paying in advance. The boy was reluctant to accept, but survival instincts prevailed, so he took part of the payment and told the girl he would collect the rest once the painting was finished.

Before leaving, the girl...

The north wind shook its head; though the Eternal Heaven Sect had advanced rapidly thanks to abundant resources, its disciples remained inexperienced and immature.

Rising from the ground, he packed away the tent and stuffed it into his bag, then picked up his machete and cautiously approached the edge of the woods.

Bureaucracy is ever a poisonous tumor, an incurable malady. In the early days of a regime, it may not seem alarming, but with time, the malignant growth of bureaucracy expands, eventually causing society to stagnate.

Tianjiao stared at the ripples beneath her feet, puzzled that though she stood in water, her feet remained dry. As she wondered, her vision blurred, and the ripples gently lifted her up, her body slowly ascending into the white mist. Instinctively, she tightened her grip on Murong Chong’s hand. Thankfully, he was there; his hand was cool and smooth as jade, giving her strength and reassurance.

A sword thrust toward his face; Mohan responded with his own blade. In the blink of an eye, their swords clashed dozens of times with metallic ringing.

The warmth finally stirred her heart back to life. She opened her eyes to familiar surroundings—this was the Fragrant Dan Courtyard, still in the Taiji Palace of Southern Yan.

Thinking of this, his heart softened with compassion, pondering how hard it was to scrape out a living in these difficult times.

“I’m curious what support from the Five Rings will look like,” Ling said, glancing at Rigg, who was struggling to escape the barrier.

A drum-like rumbling arose; the death dragon opened its eyes, gazing at Tamik with a look full of helplessness and resentment.

Shang Zhen went to report to Feng Yong, who would assign him a team. In other words, Shang Zhen was now officially taking up his post.

Suddenly, blood splattered across the task board of the entire Adventurers’ Guild. The adventurers, unable to withstand such overwhelming cuteness, coughed up blood in admiration.

As Serenity pursued beauty, what he showed others was also beauty—a presence that stirred hearts and drew genius souls lost in confusion. They acknowledged this place as their spiritual anchor.

Da Vinci smiled. This fellow never could hide his thoughts—or perhaps that’s just how he is. Suddenly appearing at the London singularity, then immediately arriving on the beast war front with his true body.

Yuse shrugged; this truly matched Li Xiao’s style—capable of anything, daring to face anyone. Given her knowledge of Liu Shuang and the others, it was entirely possible they’d resort to arson.

“Why bring him along? We’re enough.” Li Xiao was never particularly fond of that Lord Wang.

The scene before them utterly drained the orc infantry of any will to resist. They wailed and turned, fleeing in panic.

Xue Rengui shook his head; if the Feathered Forest Army really formed, he’d have little chance to become general, though he’d never aimed for that position anyway.

The M16 waved her hand, arms wrapped around her rifle beneath the coat, leading the way. She really did say she’d protect everyone—there was something charmingly heroic about it.

With this thought, Gu Yusheng immediately turned around, returned to his desk, picked up his phone, and sent messages to Wu Hao and Lu Bancheng.

His words made the atmosphere awkward; Lu Zixin had bought glasses for Xue Yao without even checking her vision. It was baffling—had he never considered the possibility that the glasses might not fit?

“Thank you, Uncle Jin~ Also, do you have a good gemstone hollow drill? If it’s especially useful, even a secondhand one will do!” Yal Shishuang asked with a bright, blinking gaze.