Volume 1, Chapter 41: In This Lifetime, I Must Ensure Huo Chenyuan Lives a Safe and Peaceful Life

"You... you are framing me!"

Li Yaqin finally recovered her voice, crawling up from the ground and screaming with a fierce expression hiding a weak interior, "Where is your proof!"

Looking at her refusal to shed a tear until seeing her coffin, Jiang Yu smiled.

"Proof?"

Slowly, she pulled a few torn pieces of paper from her pocket, and right in front of Li Yaqin, she pieced them together on her palm into a complete receipt.

"Next to the Red Star Hotel is the Friendship Store. You bought a three-hundred-yuan wool scarf for your old flame."

"This is the receipt you tore up and accidentally dropped on the ground. I picked it up for you."

Three hundred yuan!

When the average monthly wage was only a few dozen yuan...

Li Yaqin had blocked Jiang Yu's path earlier, wearing a look of condescending benevolence.

And now, not only in Beiping, but also coupled with Shaanxi and Shanxi, as well as cooperation with southern markets, a single railway project was fundamentally different from the original development of the British Industrial Revolution.

To plagiarize her so shamelessly and then announce it in public—this was the first time Zhang Bo had ever seen such a shameless figure.

As soon as he put the leash on, before he could even hold it, the Border Collie turned around and ran straight to the Husky's cage, bit the Husky's leash, and dragged it over to Cao Duo as well.

Even though Cuihong's background was humble, she was only going to be a concubine, not a primary wife, so her background did not matter quite as much.

The Wild Bull Overlord Niu Benben, cultivating within the volcanic magma, stretched his robust bovine body and slowly emerged from the magma lake.

However, beneath this ground ran an underground river, and as the water level rose over time, cracks had appeared in the concrete floor.

In the sixth month after the King of Qin passed away, led by the Military-Industrial Joint Office and assisted by the Research Department, two locations were selected to organize and train the new army.

Radiating a unique temperament, anyone could guess without even having to think that this person must be the young master of a wealthy family.

These grass-roots officers successfully fulfilled the military orders issued by their superiors while possessing a strong sense of initiative.

In other words, regarding the candidate for the Heavenly Empress, the Holy Mother and Xuanyuan Huangdi represented the stance of the human race, but beyond this stance, other factions also existed.

Yet no one noticed this scene because it was simply too subtle an occurrence, and coupled with the fact that this area was sparsely populated to begin with, no one cared what was happening with this smoke.

"That really is a simple possibility. I thought you were going to come up with some badass conclusion." The rabbit waited in anticipation to hear Zhang Yue's explanation, never expecting it to be so simple.

The Fifth Order acting this way was not only because his personal strength was inferior to Xiahou Jinkang and Ao Xingchu, but more importantly, because he had dedicated the majority of his power to protecting something else.

You Jian adjusted his breath, preparing for the duel, but he was still too young. He had barely any strength left to move yet still wanted to keep going; he truly was a reckless fellow who did not fear death.

"It's about time. The performance is about to begin." Push open the door with a gentle smile on his face, Yang Xinnan walked quietly down the corridor, afraid of waking the sleeping people.

After hearing this, Xu Jingqi gently patted her chest. No matter what, people had survived, which could be considered the best possible outcome.

I gazed at the starry sky, the stars twinkling like beautiful, blinking eyes. In the pure and flawless moonlight, someone seemed to be dancing gracefully in the Moon Palace, silk ribbons fluttering in mid-air, flowing down over smooth skin and veiling tightly closed eyes.

"Let's go," Old Black laughed. With a flap of his fiery wings, he whipped up a wave of hot air, hurtling down like a diving meteor, leaving a trail of long fiery tails so bright it made people unable to open their eyes.

The [Orichalcum Barrier] attached to the ground began to fracture, and the radiance it should have possessed directly lost its luster.

Inside the rectangular jade box quietly lay a rare spiritual herb with white stalks and black leaves, the Nine-Death Rebirth Grass.

It was only now that she understood why Uncle Li had been so adamant about making her leave just a moment ago. If not for the young man before her, she probably would have been blasted into nothingness.

"Young Master, we still have a journey ahead of us. Should we go wake up Senior Cheng?" Luoxue asked Muling Tian deliberately in a loud voice.

In truth, Lee Soo-man did not take a mere competition to heart; he was not someone who couldn't afford to lose, but the thought of Du Youjia shining brilliantly in the competition filled him with regret.