25 Here Is Mountain Beauty Village (Typo Fix)

"Oh, are you not busy anymore, dear?" Zhang Ran’s soft, sweet voice came through the phone, sounding a bit surprised.

Qin Shang extended two fingers, pale as white jade, and picked a round, red fruit from the plate on the table, dropping it into her cup.

If that were truly the case, Young Master Jiang would have been sold out long ago. There was another crucial reason that convinced him Jiang Rui was wearing a mask and playing a role: the background behind Jiang Rui.

If you can keep him safe, I would be infinitely grateful, but if you cannot, I would never force the matter.

Look at him. Although he is a God of War, a High God, as a man, he is always marked by scars. Especially that blade wound from Yun Yue back then—a scar that could never be erased for a lifetime.

Ever since her engagement to Guan Yunqiao, business at the art gallery had noticeably improved. For Zhang Xinru, the public engagement ceremony was a wise move that brought both fame and fortune.

Han Chengchi could not answer either. If this tie wasn't a gift from Gu En'en, then who could have sent it? Could it really be Gu Lanshan? What was her objective?

The group chatted and laughed as they arrived at the restaurant. Pushing open the door, they found Chen Xia was already inside.

Some things, once they involve the nation or its people, become extremely delicate. Just like those K-pop fans at the scene—after hearing Li Rui’s words, the way they looked at Jin Xuanshang was no longer as fanatical as before.

"I... damn it!" Yu Chen could no longer endure it. He twisted the arm he was holding onto Yan Hongyu and reached for the handcuffs at his waist with his other hand.

Hua Hule’s face darkened instantly upon hearing this. What did he mean by "strange"? Were the ingredients he had meticulously crafted really that odd?

Bodyguards and thugs are also graded. Those with low strength are just cannon fodder—extras used to bolster numbers—while those with high strength serve as a deterrent force, almost equivalent to family retainers. Their opinions can even influence family decisions.

Ji Shasha kicked off her canvas shoes and climbed onto the rattan mat, lying down beside him. Chen Mo casually draped a blanket over her stomach. A moment later, she turned on her side to face Chen Mo, and the scent of milk and hair wafted into his breath.

Guiguzi was stunned, taking a moment to realize that Gongsun Li was asking about the glass bottle containing Bian Que’s true damage concoction.

Yan Chenfeng nodded. This was excellent; it not only preserved the customers' sense of novelty and competitiveness to the greatest extent but also seized a first-mover advantage in the market.

Although there were no restrictions on the range of movement for instructors from various sects in the Canyon World, it had become an unwritten custom for years that instructors did not leave their sects or participate in battles. Now, even this rule had been broken.

During these hundred days, Lu Ziyi had countless times wanted to run frantically to Chu Jinran to confess, beg for forgiveness, and restore their relationship to how it was—as loving as before.

Now, Zhao Guan was extremely vigilant against those from the Qin lineage. After all, the Qin and Zhao families had irreconcilable conflicts. Even though these individuals were attached to him, who could guarantee their sincerity?

As it happened, this was exactly the information Chen Yi wanted to know most. Through the mother and son he met last night, Chen Yi knew he could not wait any longer.

"I know," Situ Feng said, looking at Elder Siyuan, a flash of hatred flickering across his face.

Although some of these handlings were not perfectly smooth, Zhang Qishen was disliked by Liu Yu, and Gongsun Du intended to collude with the Dongyi to plague Liaodong. These things were done simply because they had to be done.

Upon seeing the bottle, Gu Kongyi’s expression finally shifted slightly, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He truly hadn't expected that Chen Yi would even discover this matter.

Zhang Song was explaining anxiously to the villagers, insisting they were there for an archaeological survey and not to disturb the Mountain God. They had a dozen or so people, but across from them, the crowd was several times larger, and many villagers were clutching hoes and the like, blocking their path completely.

In fact, the two are related. Bodhidharma was a master of Buddhist scriptures and founded the seventy-two arts. What does that signify? There is a profound connection between the two.

The King of Magma was struck with terror. In this ancient city, he sensed the aura of death—a terrifying power sufficient to threaten his life.

The pink silk ribbon draped over her shoulders was clearly a rare treasure, yet under such relentless attacks, it still appeared fragile. Finally, at the thousandth sword strike, it was shredded on the spot, fluttering through the air like pink butterflies.

In the myriad universes and the chaotic ocean, every world has unique rules, so the passage of time varies. Thus, Lu Zheng could not use the time elapsed in the Celestial Realm to measure the changes in the Primordial World.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth within the storage space was so dense that with every breath, Ye Tian felt refreshed, as if his body held explosive power that would make him stifled if he didn't vent it.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Han Yunfan ordered one hundred sets of the "Eel and Loach Trapping King" on his phone. The cages were reusable, but the bait was one-time use, so he specifically increased the order for the bait.

Shen Li Ling did not come down. A Lan and Wuyu slowly approached as well, and they introduced themselves to one another.

Wanda stroked the sweat-drenched blue hair of Ke Wusilan. He glanced at Funiye, who was fast asleep, then slowly crouched down to wipe the white fluid sprayed onto Wuyu with his trousers.

"Ahem, old sir, may I ask what your instructions are?" The security guard recognized Liang Shan as the big boss's father and did not dare to stop him.

Gong Wu rolled her eyes, falling into another silence. Li Sikong glanced at her, intending to leave, but Gong Wu suddenly spoke up again.

The Stealth Talisman could conceal one's spiritual energy so it wouldn't be sensed by cultivators of the same level. Although it couldn't escape the divine sense of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, for Gu Yan at this moment, it was enough to save her life.