Chapter 36: A Stroke of Incredible Luck!

She had not drawn a prize today yet. In the past few days, she had saved up quite a number of ration coupons through the system, and she still had a tin of malted milk powder.

“After getting injured and bleeding today, don’t I deserve something good?”

The educated youth compound was utterly quiet. Su Xiaoyun rubbed her hands together and immediately began the draw.

“Please, let it be something truly valuable!”

Tonight, the arrival of the Twelve Fiends of Heavenly Lake had long since fallen within the sight of the various factions, and Ye Feng’s battle with them had likewise attracted the attention of those with ulterior motives. The name of Ye Feng, the Sword Emperor, rapidly spread through the ranks of the major powers.

Qi Dashan’s hide was thick indeed. Whenever he ran out of money, he would certainly find another way to wheedle more out of Zhou Xinrui.

“Do you really think that’s possible? Can someone actually manage a pose like that? The man underneath has astonishing flexibility in his waist. Could you do it?” As Ye Kaicheng spoke, he glanced at Xu Zuoyan’s waist, seemingly comparing it with the figure in the comic.

Ye Feng vaguely remembered that, in the original story, the Ice Silkworm had been found in the Kunlun Snow Mountains by a fat-headed, big-eared monk after countless hardships.

The power of those bombs was no less than that of missiles exploding one after another. Let alone reducing Uqor to rubble, they had even affected many of the surrounding towns.

A subordinate stood guard outside Zhong Yuhan’s hospital room. Inside, Madam Zhong wore a cold expression as she held her phone, glancing at it from time to time. She no longer looked the least bit haggard, as she had when calling Ye Kaicheng earlier. Instead, she seemed to be calculating something.

Yu Mengluo had recently been met with nothing but closed doors and the same old tempers. It was rare for someone to speak to her with such tenderness, and she could hardly bear it. She rose, picked up her handbag, and told the maid that a problem had arisen at the factory and that she needed to deal with it. Then she left.

The restaurant was in Ancheng’s Food City, located at the boundary between the hospital district and the city center. The Food City offered every kind of delicacy imaginable: Sichuan, Hunan, and Cantonese cuisine from home, as well as French cuisine and Japanese seafood from abroad.

Ning Jiany an changed his clothes and wished her good night before gently closing the door. He certainly had remarkable self-control; even at a moment like this, he could still bring himself to stop. Qi Anluo raised a hand and touched her face, which felt scorching hot. She shook her head hard.

Savoring his tea was like watching a painting unfold before one’s eyes: a stream and bridge veiled in faint mist, a thatched cottage beneath a limpid moon. At first glance, all was tranquil, yet beneath the surface lay endless hidden storms. It stirred a hundred tangled emotions and a thousand sorrows, leaving one with an aftertaste that lingered without end.

In less than half a month, Osali would be able to pass all his skills and tricks on to Zhang Qihang. How much Zhang Qihang could master, however, would truly depend on his talent.

The infant on the wooden couch suddenly let out a loud cry, clear and piercing. To those nearby, however, it sounded tinged with an added note of miserable sobbing. Madam Jian’s heart jolted. Her maternal instincts were stirred once more, and she hurriedly turned around, snatched the infant into her arms, and glared at Ji Gang like a tiger guarding its cub.

When he kissed her, Liu Yifei had completely ceased resisting. She took the initiative to part her lips and entwine her tongue with his. Judging by this, Zhang Qihang’s foot massage seemed to have worked.

I thought that since there was nothing inside, I would leave something there for it. I refuse to believe you won’t come looking for me.

The three Gu brothers were all stunned. Clearly, Gu Hanshuang’s answer was entirely different from what they had imagined.

The figure of Xia Tian involuntarily appeared in Yi Xiaoyin’s mind—that unforgettable nightmare which surfaced from time to time even in broad daylight. Though she desperately wanted to erase Xia Tian from her mind completely, she found it impossibly difficult.

Because she knew that making certain things explicit would benefit no one. Since Nanny Chen had asked so directly, it was clear that she had reached the limits of her endurance.