Chapter 142

October 1st, 20xx, Sunday.

Hello everyone, my name is Wei Xi, and I am six years old today. Today is a special day; it is not only National Day but also my parents' sixth wedding anniversary.

This year, they invited a group of friends to the beach to celebrate the occasion.

I love it here because the scenery is beautiful—the sea is azure, the sky is clear, and the sand is golden and soft. Look, isn't it lovely?

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"There, there, it will be alright," Duan Shiyi said, gently stroking her hair, though his eyes remained fixed on the Ninth Prince.

It was truly a hell on earth. Wherever the Buddha's downcast gaze fell, there were only slaughtered monks, their blood staining the floor tiles crimson.

"Changing playing styles so rapidly in such a short time—perhaps it is not just the opponent who is being thrown into confusion," Hua Cun Kui sighed, already knowing what the final outcome would be.

Yet today, for the first time since I was fished out of the River of Oblivion fifty-thousand years ago, I felt it necessary—deeply necessary—to offer an explanation.

The difference between a player and a monster is that the former possesses intellect. Therefore, relying solely on this rift as a barrier was clearly futile, but at this moment, I only wanted to use it to stall Feng Liu and the others, giving me enough time to activate my town portal scroll and flee.

The imperial palace was as towering as ever, a sight he had not seen in a long time. Duan Shiyi walked with his head bowed, passing the red walls and yellow tiles, finally waiting at a side hall.

Gu Nianchen felt a surge of anxious rage. He gripped her hand, refusing to let go, his strength so great he seemed ready to crush her into dust.

Duan Shiyi was up there as well. A table had been set on the roof ridge, complete with wine and food. So, after being gone for so long, the two of them had just been sitting on the roof, drinking, chatting, and watching the moon?

Xiuxiu nodded. "Should... should we be there by now?" She tried to gauge Ji Gong Nie's expression, but he remained impassive, leaving her unable to discern or probe anything.

"Haha, you really are cute." Peacock Dance burst into laughter at this, collapsing onto the sofa, curled into a ball.

If the shot went in, it would certainly be a good thing. If it missed, the Lakers still had one final line of defense: Sun Dahei in the paint.

At that moment, she looked up at him with clear, wide eyes and smiled. A powerful thought took root in his mind: she was Miss Qiao.

Following this, Reki raised the sniper rifle in her hands, aiming it forward as if checking the function of the scope. She moved the barrel slowly, finally aiming it at Fang Li and Aria.

Amidst the group, Su Rongyue felt a strange sensation, sparked by Linghu Jue's suggestion that Xiao and Qu were not actually married. She desperately hoped for a chance to ask Xiao Yi and see if it were true. As for what it would mean for her whether it was or wasn't, she did not even consider.

However, Man Shengsheng was the type who yielded to soft persuasion but grew stronger when faced with force. Stone’s repeated arrogance and verbal abuse had pushed her past her limit.

In less than ten minutes, the Chutan Town Police Station, led by Li Qingchao, arrived at the construction site. After Chu Jianghe briefed Li Qingchao on the situation, the group marched toward Tian Village to make arrests.

Thank goodness, thank goodness, no catastrophe had occurred. That girl had some skill; otherwise, if the family had truly come looking for her, the Li family would have been in deep trouble.

"Director, I have already sent Yang Zhi to scout out Zhang Lan’s situation. If possible, I would like to make contact with him," Zhu Mutun said excitedly. Any anti-Japanese organization caught by the Anqing Association—unless they evacuated Guxing—could only imagine their ultimate fate.

Actually, although Sun Xun was the chief engineer, he rarely went to the site. Most of the legwork was done by the deputy foreman, partly because there were few deputy foremen, and partly because Sun Xun hoped to transition into that role, using it as a stepping stone to become the foreman himself.