One hundred nineteen, one hundred nineteen.

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“I don’t know. Perhaps he was luckier than most. He entered the sword formation but did not die. Through some fortuitous turn of events, he managed to make his way through, though unfortunately his soul still suffered severe damage, and in the end he passed out in this pool,” Gu Feng said, shaking his head.

“From now on, I’ll have to pay close attention to such details. I absolutely can’t let negligence over something so minor ruin my grand plan,” Lin Tao thought, his heart tightening.

The coworkers exchanged glances. They now understood that although Ye Xiangwan looked delicate and gentle, she was not someone to be trifled with. Each of them made their own calculations before dispersing, whispering and pointing behind her back.

“What’s wrong? Today is Yihan’s housewarming banquet. Do you still have to go back to work?” Liu Xizai had just hung up the phone when his wife, Quan Huishu, complained with obvious displeasure.

“We’re not talking about some restaurant outside. Yihan made it himself. Anyone familiar with him knows that his cooking is absolutely first-rate. Once you’ve tasted it, you’ll be savoring it for a long time,” Han Geng said with a laugh.

“Another nuisance call. Do I really have to answer them one by one?” He let out a long breath.

At the thought of this, cold sweat poured down Xue Choutian’s forehead. He had cultivated sword aura for more than fourteen years and had crossed blades with countless experts of his generation, yet he had never encountered an opponent so strange.

While the scene descended into chaos, Lin Tao—the true culprit behind the dispute—had already left the banquet hall, perfectly composed. With everything so disorderly, he simply walked out in the open.

Li An’s grip finally loosened a little. Yan Luoxi seized the chance to break free and reached up to rub her chin, which felt as though it had nearly been shattered.

He truly knew nothing. His consciousness had been asleep throughout the thrilling scene that had just unfolded.

Looking at the fishmonger’s smooth, delicate face beneath his cap, Tazmi’s lips slowly curled upward.

While the man was introducing himself after taking the microphone, the students below had already begun whispering among themselves. Wen Nai immediately stepped closer to the group and cast the students a cool glance.

“Haha, I’m happy that I could help you. Isn’t this what mutual assistance is all about? Friendly relations and reciprocity are the only way for cooperation to last, aren’t they?” Aners said with a smile.

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After all, before coming to Shaoliang, he had already concluded that Li He would be unable to refuse. Once Li He agreed, Dongliang Jun and Zhai Hu would be much easier to deal with.

Besides, Lu Qi had never liked drinking other beverages. He felt that those things were not particularly good for his health.

The Beast King was busy cleaning. Hearing this, he raised his head, spread his enormous mouth to reveal rows of sharp teeth, and forced out what he considered a kindly, honest smile.

At last, Mephisto was knocked back again—this time several steps—and even spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ma Muming could only glare furiously. In the end, he said in anger, “They’re lucky this time. Let’s go!” He waved to the people behind him and led them away in disgrace.

A revolutionary soldier dressed as a noncommissioned officer led a squad of troops into Tazmi’s view.

What a pity I didn’t put on a raincoat, Accelerator thought regretfully. At such close range, these clothes were probably ruined beyond saving.

Even so, Yin Zhiyao did not believe they would let him off. They were surely still watching him, ready to sink their teeth in at the slightest opportunity.

The house was excellent, and Bai Shinan could not find the slightest fault with it. After reading through the lease and finding nothing wrong, he signed it immediately.

In the original timeline, Huawei’s Harmony operating system would eventually be released, fulfilling Academician Ni’s dream.

From time to time, he would steal a glance at Bai Jing. There was no contempt left in his eyes; instead, whenever Bai Jing looked over, his body would tense.

Chen Ge could only determine that the owner of the number was certainly from one of the other branches of the Chen family. She could not say which branch, however.

The horizon gradually brightened with the pale white of dawn. Golden light spread across the earth, while auspicious clouds rolled like waves, and the endless mountain ranges resembled a silver dragon winding through the sky.

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Nearby, two disciples who had been listening closely to their conversation turned green at these words. They hurried away from the scene, terrified that someone might recognize them.

Yan Ji gave him a cold look without saying anything. Instead, he turned to Yun Miaoyin and signaled for her to go back.

The scene at the flower-appreciation gathering had left such a deep impression on him that he firmly believed that, as long as the General’s Estate was willing to intervene, the severed part of his body could still be reattached.

“We lost. I never imagined the two of you would be this powerful. I used to be like a frog in a well.” This was what the dunking champion said after the match ended. The man who had seemed so arrogant actually saying something like that gave Yu Chuxuan a measure of goodwill toward him—though certainly not the sort reserved for a lover.

The mountain slope continued downward. After walking for roughly the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they reached the place known as Earth Gate Ridge. In the forest ahead, two strangely shaped peaks rose abruptly from the ground.

In half a day, nearly a thousand sites had been listed across the country. After contacting Zhuang Jian, they removed those that were difficult to reach or lacked sufficient devotees. Based on the locations of the remaining temples, they quickly devised a tourist route.

Once everything had been settled, the expressionless referee stepped out and called out once, then waved for Zhuang Jian to leave the stage and wait.

“Get lost!” Qin Xiong said impatiently. The two men answered meekly, slowly climbed to their feet, and slunk out through the door.

A resolute light flashed through Xiwèi’s eyes once more. She touched the last timed C4 charge at her waist, then sprang from the tree trunk toward the one ahead.

Luo Sushu’s tone became much gentler. Through this incident, she had already forgiven Yang Fan in her heart—or rather, she had come to believe that Yang Fan was not the sort of man who went around flirting with every woman he met.

From what that fat man said, Chang Xiang seemed to have joined up with a boss named Mu Yi. And Mu Yi was sworn brothers with Gouzi from the market. If that was the case, then Gouzi must already know that we had once pretended to be Chang Xiang and Yang Haizi, captured his family, and threatened him with them.

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