72 The Never-Ending Journey of Learning (9)

Eva hunted a capybara, and I cut some flat rattan and gathered some fresh water to boil. As she spoke, Zhang Xier tugged at my hand, urging me to go. Helpless, I followed her.

Xiaoxiao was her child. Even though she hadn’t yet recovered that missing stretch of memory, the fact that Xiaoxiao was her child would never change.

Wang Yan fell silent. Jiang Dandan was right; in times like these, saving someone was tantamount to harming oneself. No one could truly see through another’s heart.

It was just lip against lip—a chaste kiss, purer than any before—yet it still made An Xiaoxiao’s cheeks flush with a burning blush when she came to her senses.

The meadow was not large, but it was home to many antelopes, wild deer, and some wild horses. They grazed leisurely on the tender grass, while water flowed down from the mountaintop, forming a gentle stream across the field.

Without undressing him, she couldn’t properly check where he was injured.

Such a seductive scene left me parched and tongue-tied. Those two were clearly conspiring against me.

But thinking carefully, it made sense. After all, Uranus Corporation had been researching the sixth-generation battle armor for six or seven years; after such a lengthy development, results were finally to be expected.

Naturally, neither woman was willing. How could they stand by and watch their beloved face danger?

Yes, that must be it. Without such powerful backing, Ye Zi’ang wouldn’t dare be so brazen. Though there were two Earth Martial experts here, Granny Su might not intervene, so in effect, only one remained.

“I’ll go, too. It’s been two hundred years—I want to see how his cultivation is now, whether his edge is as sharp as ever,” Tianquan joined in the excitement.

Zhang Liang saw Lu Xueqi rush in and wanted to stop her, but it was too late. She had already engaged in a fierce battle with the half-crazed Ghost Li.

Yang Xiao’s eyes brightened as he looked at Qian Liu. This fellow really did have the aura of a prodigy. If so, then Qian Liu must possess the ability to remember everything he saw.

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The audience below was speechless; no clues at all, and this commissioner had come from afar only to find nothing?

Actually, Yang Xiao had wanted to speak with Aunt Sun for some time. Many matters needed her confirmation, and sometimes only she could answer his questions.

Yan Kong was also speechless. Was he supposed to say that he didn’t want to offend Eclipse because he hoped to use their help to deal with Moon Burial’s family?

“Though his status isn’t low, his annual salary is only two thousand spirit stones. I’m willing to offer double that, and promise to arrange for his whole family to live in Weihai,” Ye Zi’ang said.

Ah Sheng hadn’t yet begun teaching literacy and arithmetic to the orphans. She planned to quietly start after the Ding family’s funeral had blown over.

This meant that Gu Jinxi had killed Dongfang Qing, and the Dongfang family would shift the blame onto the Jing family; families that had always opposed the Jing family would now target Gu Jinxi as well.

There had been no major disasters in the past two years, so the sights of spring planting along the way hinted at hope. Whether wealthy families or poor tenant farmers, all longed for such days and for the Han dynasty’s reign to last.

Tong Che glanced at him askew, unsure what to say—at times like these, silence seemed stronger than words.

The most astonishing were Lady Ding and Cao Ang; their brows didn’t even twitch. Though at the eye of the storm, they remained tranquil.

If she handled it herself, wouldn’t that be better? Grandma Ye wouldn’t have to worry about her being bullied at school, and she would have taught those people a lesson personally. They would only respect and keep their distance from her in future.

“As long as Zhang Jialiang is stationed in Huanghai, he’ll sooner or later launch a crazed power grab. If that happens, I’ll be at a disadvantage. We have two options: drive Zhang Jialiang out of Huanghai, or…” The slender man drew his palm across his throat.

After the wrist, it was the humerus, then the scapula, collarbone… ribs, sphenoid… every bone Wu Yue mentioned was violently broken.

At this moment, Xiangyang belonged to Jingzhou, only three hundred li from Wancheng, which was controlled by Cao Cao to the north.

Why? The child had always been lively in her womb, making her believe he was healthy. How did it come to this?

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With a loud “bang!” someone struck Zhou Yuan hard on the back of his head with a knife handle, and he immediately fainted.

After Rong Ge’er was born, Madam Song couldn’t bear to hear such talk, and it always troubled her deeply.

At present, she couldn’t show herself. As the matriarch of the Shen family, it would lower her status to confront a rude brute directly. Even if she did, Wu Zhong wasn’t here; if he was intent on humiliating both the Liu and Shen families, would his men obey?

The news of the world’s greatest martial skills burial site spread, and Liu Xing and the others appeared at the foot of the Himalayas.

The energy radiating from Yi Ruo’s body didn’t diminish. Her gaze was gentle, but devoid of emotion; her aura locked onto the Bull Demon King, waiting calmly for his retreat—neither pursuing nor withdrawing.

“No, it’s not, don’t hurt yourself. I forgive you.” Suddenly, propelled by white cloud force, Ru Yue flew from the car and instantly arrived before Qi Yue, gripping his still-falling hand tightly.

When Shen Jin went to notify Shen Rui, Shen Rui hurried to the magistrate’s office with a few guards in regular attire. By then, Shen Yuan and Zhang Si were already talking, embracing each other’s necks.

Shen Rui wasn’t directly involved, but even caught in the periphery, he found it unbearable. Shen Jin and the others were at the heart of it; their days were even harder.

Now, Shen Cang was about to fall. Scholar He was seeking promotion, and anxiety gnawed at his heart.

Everyone was stunned. They hadn’t expected that slender youth to be evenly matched with the royal combatant of the Qianyuan Dynasty.

Ling Xia gave him a sidelong glance. He chuckled softly, then started the car and quickly left the school gate.

After the pause, the Seven-Leaf Tree team launched an attack. Lacking Turner, their offense sputtered, failing to create an opportunity, and ended with a hurried shot that missed.

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