Chapter 17: From Now On, I’ll Marry Someone Educated Like This

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Shen Yu knew full well that just now, Dan Xin’s outrageous words, if it had been any other time, Yun Ci would have long since scolded him. Yet Yun Ci remained silent, allowing Dan Xin to accuse Cha Cha without objection.

From the hatred burning in Chen Langya’s eyes, Lu Anjie realized this man was not lying. His legs trembled uncontrollably, and he wanted to run away, but he knew Chen Langya had once taken down many instructors and was no ordinary fighter.

Having not seen his wife for over a day, once his military duties were done, he had driven straight over without even changing his clothes.

Before he could finish speaking, Sheng Ruosi sensed a dangerously hostile aura emanating from the man behind her.

He did not understand why, despite having met Su Qiangwei only once, he cared so deeply about her life and death. But Leng Ye knew one thing clearly: Su Qiangwei must not die.

"Yes, I will constantly reflect on myself. Today I brought some people along for scouting. Soon, I have to take Yiyang and Yimei to Jiangzhou on a mission, so I can’t stay home with you," Qin Feng said apologetically, feeling guilty for spending so little time with his family.

I drew my bow, exerting all my strength to pull it to full draw. The blazing sun arrow cut through the mist, and with a sharp "bang," the elemental arrow pierced precisely into the back of the ghostly leader, dealing over 900 points of damage. Ghostly beings fear fire; this was something I had learned yesterday.

"Don’t worry, Brother Zuo. Once this is done, your efforts will be rewarded at least a hundredfold. Haven’t you always wanted to own your own KTV? Then you’ll be the boss," Chen Langya said with a smile.

Chen Langya spoke calmly. Instantly, Fang Shinan and Cao Gangqu’s faces turned pale to the extreme. Cao forced a dry laugh, nodding repeatedly at Chen Langya, while Fang Shinan didn’t dare to look at him, supported by others, and quickly slunk away.

"Why are you doing this? It’s all mine now. Give it to me, and I’ll give you beast crystals, isn’t that enough?" The mighty beast came over to grab, taking the chance to grope Shen Miao several times.

Sure enough, Gu Meiduo’s space was more beautiful and splendid than Yu Ke’an’s, because Gu Meiduo had built hers earlier.

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Unless the omen of the Destiny Copper Coin indicated near-certain death or utter disaster, Han Li would always accompany me on a trip to the Demonic Abyss.

Shen Miao, anxious on the shore, could no longer hold back and stepped into the blood-colored swamp. The swamp was extremely sticky; every step felt like it was pulling her into the earth.

Our side had already lost the initiative. Trying to cooperate with Haitang City now would be exceedingly difficult.

Soon after, Zhang Shuaixiang placed the sack on the graveyard while he struggled with the thankless task of digging a hole. Yang Chenchen leisurely smoked nearby.

The Golden Core elders gathered inside the Tianhe Tower, all staring at the figure in the white long dress seated at the head—her curvaceous form drawing looks not of respect but of ridicule and displeasure.

After finishing collecting stones, there was just one more day until Mid-Autumn Festival. Yu Ke’an distributed the last supplies to those working.

Xu Wanjun looked around into the pitch-black darkness, utterly terrified, and quickly knelt down pleading for mercy.

Zhongtong Daoist’s face changed drastically as he stared fixedly at the candle on the far right, now reduced to wisps of white smoke.

The Nine-Tailed Spirit Cat was a high-level spirit beast. Such spirit beasts carried the pride of their rank and looked down entirely on lower-level ones.

This man was far too shameless. Determined, he decided to speak plainly and directly to avoid giving him any loophole for further entanglement.

To his shock, even when uncovering to the ‘jade’ knee area, no bleeding wound was found.

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Mo Chen felt a pair of hands steady him from behind. Turning his head, he looked at An Lin’er with a very strange expression.

“She is stubborn to the end! Forget him. Xie Yu, come inside,” Xue Ming said with a resentful glare toward the direction of the car’s lingering aura—there was nothing left but the ghostly remnant of the vehicle.

“Are you saying the behavior you waited for was ordered by the prince?” Gong Yi Wuying asked instinctively, his confusion deepening.

On the day of the consort selection ceremony, Gong Yi Wuying entered the palace early and, taking advantage of Emperor Jingcheng’s absence at the morning court, hurried to Fenghua Palace with Shangguan Yuchen.

Really don’t know? Pan Jinyu doubted it, but Xiao Qinyu’s face remained expressionless throughout, and Feng Zimo sat awkwardly as an unfamiliar companion, revealing nothing.

“What?!” Yan Xiu, hearing this, shoved aside the maid blocking his way and dashed straight toward Yan Xian’er’s room.

Su Bei and the others returned home. Yao Guizhen locked herself in her room, taking a long time to calm down.

“The wedding procession this morning?” Xun Mengqi recalled the groom she had seen earlier. The old humpback had crossed the bridge slowly ahead, while the wedding party behind, with music and fanfare, attracted a crowd. She had been watching from the window for some time.