Chapter 32: Yu Lan Steps Forward
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Shen Zhuoran still looked as aloof and pure as jade, untouched by worldly dust.
It was simply a pity that, without even realizing it himself, his mortal heart had been firmly clasped in the palm of some beautiful little female.
His usually cold and distant eyes suddenly warmed when they fell upon Yu Lan.
Seeing the discarded materials piled across the laboratory table, then noticing the beautiful female’s faintly furrowed brows, Shen Zhuoran offered her comfort.
“What’s wrong?”
“Is the experiment not going well?”
“Chang’e in the jungle has many obvious weaknesses: short attack range, no displacement skill, and an urgent need for mana, among others. As long as you exploit her shortcomings by choosing a high-burst assassin, a long-range mid laner, and either a long-range marksman or one with numerous displacement skills, you can counter Chang’e to a great extent.”
“Xuanfei?” Gongzi Qianqian hurried over. If they had not been old friends, no one else would have recognized that the unshaven, disheveled man before them was Xuanfei.
“All right, I’ll go call him.” Shao Nan agreed and headed toward Haide Hall. He remembered that Feng Yuchao and the others had come this way.
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When I returned to the cafeteria, Hongwan and the others still had not left, which reassured me considerably.
At the thought of the inhuman punishment awaiting him should the plan fail, Uncle Six’s heart gave an abrupt lurch.
“Then I…” Gu Xi sank into thought. He truly had no idea what he could perform, and the image of the livestream suddenly surfaced in his mind.
There were more than a hundred servants in the Wei household. How could Madam Bao know the details so clearly? She therefore summoned the steward to ask him.
After parking the truck, the young man wearing a healthy, environmentally friendly mask jumped down, walked over to the driver’s side window of the BMW, and knocked on the glass.
Yan Changxiao, A, B, and several others flashed outside the steel pillar in a few quick movements, all smiling as they watched Lü Xuan, Yun Wanhua, and Hainan inside.
Originally, anyone trying to make a living on this land, where lives were wagered every day, had to be prepared at any moment to sacrifice themselves. Those brothers who had died at the hands of the Devil Twins had indeed met tragic and undeserved ends—but surely there had also been members of the Devil Mercenary Corps who had died by their hands.
High above Bloodbath Peak, in a place where no one could be seen, a black-robed figure was in fact hovering motionless in the air.
Across that long thousand years, through the transformations of seas and fields and the shifting winds and clouds, why would he remember such trivial matters?
Its makeup did indeed look exquisite. In stark contrast to Che Wufei, it had been applied with alluring, coquettish charm. If Che Wufei was now an elegant lotus rising from clear water, then this one was a poppy as seductive as blood at dusk—beautiful and wild in bloom, yet not something anyone would dare touch lightly.
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Following Du Chenggong’s orders, the two team members at his side went into action once more, dragging the foam-mouthed Tan Yihui away like a dead dog.
“What do you want with him? He’s a very busy man, currently occupied with choosing a site for his factory.” Wang Degui insincerely gave his son another round of publicity. Perhaps that was simply a father’s intense wish for his son to rise above the ordinary.
Night came again. After everything that had happened over the past two days, I had no desire to chat with my roommates at all. Huh? How strange—why was Yun Feiyu, who usually kept the atmosphere lively, also lying on his bed in silence? Perhaps he had something weighing on his mind too. I could not be bothered to think about it. Once the dormitory matron turned off the lights, I went to sleep early.
What he had not expected was that someone as renowned as Shenda would resort to such methods.
Tian Xuanzi knew his own situation well. The Black Demon King could kill him as easily as turning over a hand. Now that he had finally been driven away by someone else, Tian Xuanzi had to seize the chance to leave at once. If the Black Demon King returned, he would be the one to die.
Cheng Ning’er could spare no thought for anything else. She forcibly broke through the violent spiritual energy surrounding her and rushed straight toward Shui Mohan.
So Yu Manli was the true expert! When a master made a move, they never let you see how it was done—and I had foolishly assumed that Yu Manli was so easy to get along with.
Hearing the commotion inside, the men sitting in the outer room could no longer restrain themselves. After asking the maid and learning that nothing was amiss, they pushed open the door.
Duan Qingrong leaned against the doorway, watching Duan Qingyan slowly walk around the room with Bilu and Meiyu supporting her. A smile flickered in his eyes.
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