Chapter 96: Freezing This Moment

My Movie Star Husband Wants a Divorce? But I Just Time-Traveled! Tender Memories of Youth 1774 words 2026-04-10 09:53:52

Xianglan handed the list of items to Jiang Yunji to review. Jiang Yunji took it, glanced over it indifferently, and passed it to Chun Sui for safekeeping.

On several occasions, they had taken on missions together with other survivors. At the start each time, everyone would discuss how the task should be carried out and how the rewards would be divided afterward.

The ghosts and the others said nothing, only staring at John and John’s people. And so they all simply stared at one another.

Then came the surprise: a stone door opened. My heavens! Deng Bokou burst into wild laughter and slapped his hand outward, somehow striking the mechanism and forcing the door open. Was that not an absurd stroke of luck?

But voice actors who worked in the adult animation world were already rare. They had wanted to hire proper dubbing professionals, but the moment those people heard it was for adult content, they shook their heads and refused. No amount of money would make a difference.

After the company people returned, they told me that your estate was unlike anything else, from its exterior to the interior of every building. When the contract was signed, you had expected the sales cycle to take three years.

They had only met a few times, only smelled it a few times, and yet why did his scent keep coming back to her? Why?

Zhong Qing asked Da Hua uneasily. Though she could not see the pyramid ahead, fear still filled her face.

As a frail dynasty that had never truly prospered in the southern lands, it had fallen to the very brink of collapse over the past two hundred years, so utterly reduced that it embodied the phrase "hanging on by a thread." If the other five nations had not deliberately kept this place as a point of restraint against one another, this barren land might have been carved up and devoured long ago.

And Zhang Ren, leading fifty thousand troops and garrisoning the Fushui Pass, had long since made all preparations. No matter when the Wei army arrived, he would be able to mount a defense at once.

As for the Great Kun Dynasty, Liu Wuchen did not intend to learn much about it. Sooner or later, there would be contact. The Great Kun Chronicle was only a dozen pages or so. The paper, in Liu Wuchen’s eyes, was not as fine as that of the Alliance, but the craftsmanship was extremely delicate, smooth and refined, with texture and substance to it.

Inside such a statue of Buddha, if it were also stuffed full of jewels, it would be more absurd than the wildest dream. With a crisp crack, he pried the statue open a little, yet no jewels spilled out from within. He let out a sigh, and even he could not tell whether it was relief or disappointment.

Under the fierce impact, streams of astonishing sword qi burst forth from Hua Jiu’s body. Like dragons, they rolled and roared, forming a tableau of yin and yang that actually held back that thunderstorm by sheer force.

Lin Yuan watched the gray mist appear, and his expression turned terribly ugly as he cursed inwardly.

At that moment, a middle-aged man over six feet tall and somewhat thin walked out of the hall. He too wore a flying-fish uniform, but the color, workmanship, and material were on an entirely different level.

Ji Lingsheng also understood. That meant his question had been pointless. Looking at his rigid, silent master, Ji Lingsheng could not help but let out a quiet sigh. Every family has its own hard-to-tell troubles.

If one were to ask who first learned that Liu Wuchen had left seclusion, it would have to be none other than Granny Hu, the leader of the Nine-Tailed Clan. This was the Nine-Tailed Clan’s territory, so naturally she had means of knowing. Otherwise, she would never have allowed Liu Wuchen and the others to enter so directly in the first place.

"Damn it! Let go of me!"

Feng Yin gritted her teeth and struggled violently, true qi surging wildly through her body, her expression frighteningly fierce.

After these past few days of speaking with Mo Chou, Gu Niannu and Ji Yaoguang were no longer ignorant of everything. They both knew how powerful the ancestor of the divine race was. That was one of the strongest beings in the entire world. Yet Ye Feng, after absorbing the primal origin, actually had the chance to surpass the ancestor of the divine race. This truly shocked them both.

"Only one place can do it? Where is that?" Du Gu Ming took a step forward, his dark eyes fixed tightly on Xing Tian.

After quickly straightening her hair, she hurried over. Outside stood a man who looked like a delivery worker, pressing the doorbell over and over.

"Blue Creek Villa clearly wants to keep this secret and seize this place for themselves. They will never allow anyone else to snatch it away. If we run into them, we could very well be silenced on the spot!" Huang Yao said with a bitter smile.

The soft, smooth sensation in his hand vanished in an instant. Lin Yuan felt a wave of frustration. He knew that when Shen Sujun said that, she was already giving him a hint.

Lin Niantong was startled. She dropped the bag and phone in her hands and hurriedly reached out to grab her, but Xia Yaoling’s momentum dragged her along, and the two of them fell together into the drained swimming pool, more than two meters deep.

A beam from a flashlight swept over them. Tang Qian drew in a sharp breath and quickly shrank back, taking a small step rearward, not realizing she had stepped on a piece of broken wood or something like it, which made a crisp cracking sound.

That smile was devastating. Mei Shuang only felt her heart skip a beat, her fair cheeks warming before she could stop it.

"All things have their beginning and end; all is determined by destiny." Shu Mo, usually so taciturn, surprisingly said a few more words today. His hands around Chaolu’s waist did not tighten, keeping just the right amount of pressure from start to finish.

Song Xiaodong was somewhat surprised. He had never felt anything like that himself. Did that not mean Feng Kexin’s sixth sense was far keener than his?

"Yes!" A nearby Japanese officer hurriedly answered respectfully, then turned and ran off to relay the order.