28 Zombie Experience Card 28

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Just as Yining arrived at Luo Shenyuan’s courtyard on Xinqiao Alley and stepped out of the carriage, she saw a hand reaching out toward her.

Cang Hai snorted softly at the wind, disapproving of Yin Qi’s actions. The two had clashed over many things since childhood; he favored the spear, while Yin Qi preferred the sword, and whenever they met, they would inevitably engage in a secret contest.

Before he could finish speaking, the back of his head was slapped by something. Turning around, he saw his sixteenth aunt’s husband, Shangguan, standing beneath the city wall, lost in thought while staring at something atop the ramparts.

Ouyang looked up at Xin Ye, who was earnestly trying to persuade him. In that moment, he felt that his previous suspicions about Xin Ye were uncalled for, as Xin Ye clearly wanted him to join his team just as much as he had years ago.

She leaned into him on her own, making his heart soften completely. He simply adjusted her sleeping position to make her more comfortable.

Qijing frowned and probed her consciousness back into the space. To her dismay, Le Chen was not there either. Clearly, they had all been transported over and were in the same space, yet she could no longer sense him.

When Su Ke’er returned to stir up trouble, Bi Qianmo had already made it clear that they had no interest in the Su family and that the position of Vice President at Dihua would always be reserved for her.

So, the thoughts he believed he had hidden so well had been seen through by Xin Ye all along. As for Lin Bixiao, did she know as well?

After leaving the cave, Shui Linglong headed straight for the Qi residence. The layout within the secret cave had not been designed specifically for Xue Yue; it had been planned long ago, and it was unexpected that it would be used on her.

She had wavy, yellowish hair, deep blue eyes, a high-bridged nose, and full, crimson lips. Her deep eyes carried an exotic charm, and the slight upturn at the corners of her eyes revealed a natural allure.

“That’s all. You should go attend to your business.” I still couldn’t fathom how Prince Jing had managed to bring my physical body out.

She gave a faint smile; such comfort was of no use. She did not harbor any such wishful thinking; too many unrealistic hopes would only cause her more pain. She did not want to dwell on things that might never be achieved in this lifetime.

“I must get serious.” Teacher Saitama had always been the type to resolve battles quickly. In truth, he had felt a sense of unease when facing his opponent—a feeling that hadn't been strong at first but was now becoming exceptionally intense. Teacher Saitama decided to end the fight swiftly.

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“Fellow Daoist Sun, isn’t this going back on your word? Furthermore, I previously stated that even if there were no findings, Withered Sword Mountain would still provide a generous reward,” Liu Shengda said with a dark expression.

He observed the white-haired youth carefully for a long while; though he remained calm on the surface, he could not help but nod inwardly.

At the same time, a figure flew over and appeared above the head of the hungry ghost. Recognizing the newcomer, his pupils constricted violently, his face unable to hide his shock.

It was as if—as if this virtual world had truly become virtual, transformed into a world within a game.

“Hotheaded fool,” Fang Mu gritted his teeth. Only a second ago he had sworn he wouldn’t come, and the very next second, his face was slapped red.

How could he possibly walk away unscathed after destroying the hundred thousand drops of blood he had collected?

The wind stirred the forest and grass. Suddenly, Chen Baiqi’s sixth sense flared; she felt her scalp tingle. Before she could react, the dark necromancer cloak draped over her emitted a black light capable of devouring all energy in the vicinity.

After Shen Chu left, Fu Xue and Wu Yong were no longer in the living room, leaving only Shen Wang and Wennuan. Shen Wang stopped putting on airs, extended his long arm to pull her into his embrace, and then, with a fluid motion, they both collapsed onto the sofa.

“Don’t rush. Your shouting has woken everyone up. I’ll go out and explain first, then we can talk later.” Jin Feng had already seen the empty bed. She dressed and went out to tell them that Mo Lan had been frightened by a rat, urging everyone to disperse.

Chen Baiqi’s limbs twitched and her face turned deathly pale. She could only bite her lip hard, sweating profusely, but she refused to close her eyes.

However, there was no monthly salary of any kind. If one brought their family along, they had to pay an “installation fee,” but compared to the time wasted on annual corvée labor, this money was negligible. As long as one had a trade, they could earn it back in a few months of work.

He felt a mixture of relief and sympathy—relief that he hadn't encountered those two, and sympathy for Qin Shouteng. Had he met any of the others instead of A-Dai, he would not have been in such a pathetic state.

He had initially thought the affairs here would be simple, but as it turned out, he barely had time to sleep.

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“There’s nothing left. No one knows where they went anymore.” This was his eternal regret. Xing Fei was truly a master; if not for that one moment when he was blinded by greed, he would never have fallen into Da Tou Qiang’s trap.

The Tenth Prince’s eyes were filled with emptiness. Life and death held little meaning for him now. Without his mother and having lost his sister, he had no face left to live in this world.

Though he had not agreed to break up and insisted they wait for three years, claiming she had no right to end things before then, this way of living was no different from a breakup.

Baili Si braced himself and guided Immortal Venerable Cangyuan and the True Immortal Long Jiuzhen into the void, stepping onto the ancient void path to reach the Yuanchu world.

She stood with her arms crossed, leaning against the railing and gazing at the stage, while Song Yueting walked slowly toward her from a distance.

“If there wasn't a violent struggle, the contact lenses wouldn't have fallen out, would they?” Miwako Sato questioned.

Thus, when he discovered that Li Chengqian was no longer following his arrangements, he chose to let him go.

Dressed in vermilion official robes, with a tall stature and white beard and hair, Wang Yipu sat in his carriage, lost in thought as it slowly crossed the Vermilion Bird Gate toward Xiangguo Temple.

This was why Huanglong Yidou was obsessed with sumo wrestling and close-quarters combat; if it were close-quarters, he would win with ease.

However, the reality was that not everything could go as the Ice God anticipated, and in Renlian Lingyi’s simulations, the Ice God’s true win rate did not exceed 5%.

How could it be that, while eating hotpot and singing songs, the Empire’s most valuable mine was hijacked by bandits?