Chapter 35 Meeting a Nobel Laureate in Literature

At this very moment, however, the three of them had already appeared in a place both familiar and strange.

It is unimaginable how such passionate life can cast such a tragic distant gaze—a gaze that looks afar, capturing and holding me from a distance.

"Uhm, Grandpa Yuyuko has officially acknowledged his relationship with Grandma, and asked me to come collect some bride price money..." Although she had roughly figured out the situation at Hakugyokurou by now, the desire for money still led Reimu to choose another explanation.

The atmosphere was quite lively, providing the military academy students with a space for mutual communication without binding them through any mandatory military tasks. The joint exercise was scheduled only for the next day.

God Lord Yun stared blankly at the horizon. The drastic ups and downs, the sudden shift from anxiety to joy, left her somewhat unable to react, making her appear rather sluggish.

The two demons shouted out in unison, beginning to awaken their innate demonic bloodlines. The Earth Demon suddenly stamped his foot, and a thick, sturdy layer of armor instantly grew all over his body. Sprouting across the armor were countless exceptionally hard and sharp steel spikes; being grazed by even a single one would be enough to shatter bones and tendons.

"Stop fighting, please stop fighting! Nie Shuang, I promise you, I promise you, as long as you let my brother go!" Xiao Yueyue wept uncontrollably, crying out.

During the Tumu Crisis, the Uriyangkhad Guard had already made their choice, opting not to march out alongside the Ming army.

And the reason Lu Xuan chose these two items was none other than for the sake of the Ice Spirit, who had been slumbering deeply and unawakened.

--In the era of industrial warfare, the gap between advanced nations and backward nations is measured by the number of corpses.

Jian Lihua's words caused the handbag my mother was holding to slip directly from her fingertips and crash onto the ground. Her face instantly turned ashen and panicked.

Guan Quaner, however, felt a pang of deep sorrow. She understood that Andy would never go looking for another man; Andy still loved Brother Wei in her heart.

He suddenly opened his eyes, frightening me so much that my first instinct was to pull back my hand and shrink away. After all, Jian Lihua and I had always been at odds; even if he was now sick in bed, he probably wouldn't want me to touch him, right? After all, he detested me so much.

The already overcast sky seemed even gloomier. The dark clouds hung very low, carrying the ominous sign of an impending torrential downpour, while something in my heart slowly sank to the bottom of the valley, heavy and oppressive.

In an instant, Tian Guangguang understood everything. Qi Shaobai and the others from the Phantom Sect must have failed to find him, so they seized Yu Fenglan and subjected her to all sorts of unspeakable humiliations. Even without seeing it with his own eyes, he could easily imagine the filthy atrocities Qi Shaobai and the Phantom Sect members were currently committing against her.

No! Siyong Yanfei could never possibly want to keep her. He merely felt that her actively proposing to leave had wounded his pride. One must remember that his true identity was that of an imperial uncle; given her humble status, she wasn't even fit to be his concubine, so how could he possibly have any romantic interest in her?

"If you're not in a hurry, you must be completely indifferent—bah! From now on, I won't care about your affairs anymore." Qu Xiaoxiao flicked her wrist and walked away to see her volunteer friends home.

Siyong Yanfei tightly pressed his lips together. Not a trace of the joy or triumph of victory could be discerned from his face.

Uncle Xia was still over there asking me if something had happened that he didn't know about. Curled up under the quilt, I felt as though I was surrounded by a biting chill.

The two of them smiled at each other. At that moment, the first ray of morning light streamed through the eastern window, sweeping away the gloom of the previous night.

Naturally, the two of them continued on their journey. Having exchanged names, they could now be considered friends, and thus a tacit understanding naturally grew between them.

"Boom!" With a single punch, the earth trembled. Purple Cloud Mountain shook as if in an earthquake, and a fist-shaped crater several fathoms deep appeared on the ground.

Zhao Ziyue wondered whether, when she stripped off her clothes and engaged in strenuous exercise, that fragrance of hers would be intoxicating enough to make someone dizzy.

Were it not for lingering reservations, Liu Yan would have loved to embrace Shen Moyan and plant a couple of kisses on her just to express his deep gratitude.

Many people also dispersed with heavy hearts filled with regret. At that moment, it seemed that everyone who witnessed this scene truly grasped the profound fragility of life.

"Ryan, I think we need to have a serious talk!" Kuroyukihime came once again to the classroom where Ryan was, and sat down opposite him.

Through that thin veil, Lu Wuchen could vaguely make out her features. She appeared to be around forty years old, with exceptionally lovely brows and eyes, though there seemed to be a few bloody streaks or some kind of scar across her face. It looked hazy and indistinct, but it was not hard to tell that in her youth she must have been a standard beauty.

Zhao Ziyue caught a strange scent lingering in his nostrils—a faint, briny smell of the ocean. Yes! It was the sea. How could there possibly be such a scent in this place?

Liu Yan opened his palms and silently uttered the command "Rise." Two immense streams of dragon primordial energy surged from his palms, passing beneath Xiao Qin and lifting her smoothly into the air like two giant hands.

"Huh! Why are they hiding in the Angel Pool? Aren't they afraid of us attacking?" Tang Yidao asked in bewilderment.

Judging by its name, this conditional skill belonged to the sharpshooting skill tree, and its required prerequisites were: Bullet Time, Enhanced Bullet Time, Bullet Trajectory, and Eagle Eye Vision.

Ma Chengxian hoped to use his own heroic actions to encourage his soldiers, stalling the Liberation Army for just a bit longer until the breakout force at the rear hill carved out an opening. As long as they could hack a path through, the 14th Division would still have a glimmer of survival; otherwise, everything would be over.

After putting his luggage into the cabinet, Ye Qingquan turned around and said with a smile, "Director Ding, you're too polite. The conditions here are quite good, and I'm very satisfied!"

The few thugs looked at each other. In the past, outside, they were always the ones barking orders at others; now they finally got a taste of what it felt like not to be treated as human beings.

But Ye Zeying couldn't be bothered to pay attention to her. This was, after all, his own hunt; he didn't need evidence, and bringing the local police in was merely to provide him with information. What followed next was entirely up to him to handle alone.

The four of them sprinted rapidly across the wilderness, heading straight toward the Demon General, who was currently completely out of sight.