Chapter 138: Returning Your Clothes

The exam time passed swiftly, and before he knew it, only the final English test remained.

Thanks to the examinations, classes were dismissed at half past eleven for noon both days.

Chen Shi'an suddenly felt a bit reluctant to go to the experimental building for his test. Finishing the exam in the main teaching building made heading to the cafeteria extremely convenient, whereas taking the test in the experimental building meant having to traverse at least half the campus just to reach the dining hall.

Holding two meal cards, Chen Shi'an served up two portions of food at the counter.

As usual, going to—

"Of course. You are welcome to visit Korea." Kim Tae-hee generously gave her phone number to the other person, which made Ichiro Oshima extremely happy and prompt to invite Kim Tae-hee and her companions to a meal, where the star of the table was, naturally, Wagyu beef.

She recalled how every time she saw this man, something bad happened, and a sense of ominous foreboding washed over her. She immediately turned around, intending to head elsewhere, but just as she pivoted, He Tengfei materialized before her like a ghost, closing the distance between them with every second.

Su Tong tightly sealed the lid of the cauldron. Having no time to ponder this issue properly, she immediately tossed the snake cauldron back into her storage pouch, shifted her gaze to the furious Coiled Dragon, and awaited his second lethal strike.

A-Jiu waved his hand, signaling Zeng Jue and his group to withdraw. Zeng Jue stealthily slipped away from the side into the Guanyin Temple.

Upon seeing Wang Dahai dragging her family refrigerator out, Old Mrs. Meng’s expression shifted instantly. Screaming at the top of her lungs, she hurled herself onto the refrigerator, refusing to let anyone come close.

Park Tian-xiu dialed Kim Tae-gyun's number. "Director, my song still needs some refinement. Can I skip the rehearsal?" This fellow had not forgotten that Kwon Soo-yun would be returning to Korea this afternoon, and he had no intention of missing the airport pickup on account of a rehearsal.

Wherever the crimson sword passed, the vines were severed in half, their ferocious sword Qi reducing the vegetation to a fine dust that littered the ground.

I am not lying to you. If I can still see you alive tomorrow, I will definitely tell you then.

Under such a disadvantageous situation, and unable to summon her spirit-taming slaves directly into the combat zone, no matter how profound Su Tong's artistic conception or how meticulous her thoughts were, she was bound to lose.

If the man in black had realized earlier that Meng Zheng had recovered his normal physique, rescued him sooner, and helped him consolidate the Meng family's power, they could have avoided the depletion of the family's strength.

"Siqi, you're eating here too?" Because of Liu Xiaomei, Zhang Yunxian was already somewhat familiar with Zhao Siqi.

"First punch!" Feeling a mild ache spreading from his abdomen, Zhang Yunxian raised a single finger and gestured toward Qin Ziyi.

"Once we reach towns and villages with pedestrians, I wouldn't dare ride you. You should transform into human form yourself. If people were to see a lion roaming about, it would scare half of them to death!" said Ziyang.

"What is going on? Such a wonderful feeling; I feel like I could punch a bull to death." Gao Yu shuddered all over, waving his fists excitedly—he had evolved.

The text even dragged in the Ten Days of Yangzhou in 1645, claiming that the death toll of the Yangzhou massacre exceeded 800,000.

The Supreme One was absent, and the heavens underwent different changes. The best manifestation of this was among those at the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm.

With a clanging sound, the crossbar of the bicycle detached. The metal bar emitted a dazzling white light due to the intense heat, and the shape of a Tang saber gradually formed. Finally, the white light extinguished, and a red glow emanated from the hilt—the glowing red characters spelled out "Yong".

This man, past fifty years of age, possessed a demeanor somewhat resembling a down-and-out scholar, and somewhat like an old Taoist priest, except he carried no whisk in his hand and wore no sword at his waist.

However, with perception close to the awakening realm, Ma Fu was able to better utilize gravity to train his physique, completely avoiding any risk of overexertion.

The crucial point was that during the cultivation process, Ma Fu's comprehension of the elemental energy of water naturally increased significantly. It was precisely this aspect that allowed Ma Fu to discover that the minuscule particles within the void of his solid dantian had unconsciously undergone transformation as well.