Chapter 119: You’re Quite Curious, Class Monitor

When the movie ended, Wen Zhixia received a message from her aunt on WeChat, asking her to bring Chen Shi'an downstairs for dinner.

Since they would be heading straight to evening study hall after eating, they both brought their backpacks along. Upon reaching the third floor, Wen Zhixia opened the door. Compared to the apartment on the fourth floor where the two sisters lived, the decor and arrangement on the third floor felt much more dated, yet it radiated a warmer, more lived-in sense of home. In the kitchen, Li Yimei was still cooking, and the dining table was already—

"This... this is just too much." An Yi understood the implication of the other person's words, but still felt it was excessive.

Shangguan Wuji was wearing a dark blue outer robe today, cinched with a dark green brocade belt inlaid with jade pieces. This type of belt was merely a decorative accessory and naturally could not withstand the full force of Yue Cangli’s grip, snapping instantly.

Meanwhile, Lin Shenhe remained behind alone, living in the inn and visiting the clinic at fixed times to take his medicine and have his dressings changed.

Upon hearing Bei Shitian’s words, everyone sprang into action, but the sheer number of these things made it impossible to kill them all.

Given his current capabilities, he likely couldn't even protect himself, especially with his injuries. If Taozi saw him, she certainly wouldn't let him leave.

Those cylinders were specifically designed to counter escape-type constructs like the Ghost Charm. Although they were only components, each was a quasi-authentic piece known as the Demon-Binding Web.

Lin Heng knew clearly that the popularity of the concert had reached a bottleneck. To make a breakthrough hereafter, he would definitely need more powerful tactics.

She had a beautiful face, silky hair, a tall figure, and wore a well-tailored professional uniform.

The rooms were suites, each with a bedroom and a living area. Because the booking had been so rushed, they couldn't get a luxury suite, and Lu Tianyun worried that Bei Shitian might be dissatisfied.

In fact, the moment she learned that the children of the Mi family suffered from similar afflictions, Bei Shitian had already leveled the playing field against the Mi family, so she could not ask for much more.

Tears of emotion welled up in Qiu Luoxue’s eyes, leaving two tracks down her cheeks and giving her a pitiful, heart-wrenching appearance. This stirred Xia Zimo’s protective instincts. He bowed his head and kissed her moist lips.

Suddenly, she gritted her teeth, fought her way out through a sea of blood, and began sprinting down the street.

Xing Zhaolin was startled by her. He lined up the vegetables he had taken from the refrigerator and pulled out his phone to search on Baidu, checking them one by one for potential dangers.

A stone lay in a thin flake, its edges featuring many jagged, uneven teeth. This strangely shaped rock was a natural saw, though its practicality was far inferior to an actual tool.

As soon as Lu Jiawen finished speaking, she regretted it. Cui Xuexue spent every day dreaming of marrying into a wealthy family; wouldn't she be even more unable to let go of Du Ruochen now?

As the two had never seen eye to eye, Su Wei couldn't be bothered to offer a warm face to Lu Yuanxiao’s cold sarcasm. Pretending not to see him, she pulled Yan Huan toward a sofa on the other side to look at clothes.

The problem was that in his desperate attempt to save his life just moments ago, he had emptied everything from his spatial treasure, and now he had no way to adjust his trajectory.

Seeing the few Daoist masters appear atop the ancient tree without encountering any danger, the remaining dozens of cultivators, including Wang Changsheng, also appeared on the tree.

"You really should worry more about how to enter the inner sect of the Qingming Temple! Don't get eliminated in the next round; otherwise, you'll be stuck in the outer sect as a mere servant guarding the gate," Qian Yun said to Tan Tianhe with deep concern.

Yue Jinyan felt a stir in his heart. He felt as if something had suddenly been placed into the space that had remained empty for all these years—it was heavy, something he could not refuse and was glad to accept.

Long Qicong didn't mosey downstairs until long after Han Fei had descended. Chen Shitong, Zhu Di, and Han Fei were already seated at the dining table.

As for those who had fulfilled the requirements, they were drawn into the main hall by the spheres of light emerging from the palace doors.