Volume 1, Chapter 59: Fu Yichen's Sudden Awakening

Turning the key, the door opened.

Fu Yichen stepped inside.

His gaze swept across the surroundings.

This apartment was bought by him for Shen Qingzhu, and every single decoration here had been chosen by Shen Qingzhu pulling him along; they were the testament to their love. He still found it hard to believe that Shen Qingzhu would lie to him, and had lied to him for so many years. Then what were all those years of affection supposed to be?

No.

Since college freshmen usually started school rather late, about half a month behind schedule, he had arrived at the campus early.

The numbers were so dense that even if each crab dug out just one spiritual stone, it would pile up like a mountain by the end of the day.

They were of a similar age; he was nearing fifty, and apart from one or two occasional moments of folly in his youth, he had remained chaste ever since he met Lin Yun.

"Could it be that you are deaf and did not hear what this Prince said?" Xuanyuan Ling said coldly again.

The man was so furious that his face turned red and his neck swelled. His profound anger and heartbroken appearance made many onlookers around them believe him.

This sounded a bit frightening; fortunately, these methods were not something ordinary people could access, otherwise, the whole world would be thrown into chaos.

Ye Qingluo could not help curving her rosy lips, blinking at Jiang Ziyi to signal him not to worry.

Not to mention the larger furnishings, even a single wine glass was an expensive item carefully selected.

He also sent Pei An'an a red envelope, the amount being 8,888, exactly matching what she had just sent him, which was equivalent to returning it in full.

This good news broke into the Canglan Imperial Palace. At this time, the Canglan Emperor was busy looking for a safe place to hide, taking his direct bloodline into concealment.

"You're right, we still have to rush to attend a wedding banquet and cannot afford to delay. Charge for me," said Zheng Hong.

"Don't look down on people." A ghostly voice came from the window once again. Xu Zuoyan was startled once more; the person inside turned out to be Chun Xin. Xu Zuoyan could not help thinking why it was that whenever he spoke ill of someone today, he would immediately be heard by them.

Big Head knew he had spoken out of turn, stuck out his tongue, and kept his mouth shut. Although Qin Rou was full of curiosity, seeing that the players of the Dragon Gate Inn were acting all mysterious and reluctant to reveal anything, she refrained from pressing further.

After all, the ones saying this were the three disciples of Zhenyuanzi, the Ancestor of Earth Immortals, and they were representing the Wuzhuang Taoist Temple this time.

However, who would have known that the event still didn't happen? Perhaps they had lived in that kind of peaceful routine for too long, and as time passed, people grew accustomed to it.

After all, it was separated by the English Channel, and their French allies were acting as scapegoat cannon fodder on the frontline. The German army back then would not cross the English Channel to land.

Then he saw the fiery red vortex protecting Yamato Sakito suddenly vanish, and the pitch-black crescent-shaped Qi mass emitted by Yamato Sakito also disappeared without a trace. Clearly, the two energies of offense and defense were evenly matched and had actually canceled each other out!

"If I told you that without Pig Bajie, this Buddhist scripture could not be retrieved, what would you say?" Guanyin asked with a cold expression on her pretty face.

So at this moment, Liu Changsheng asked Ren Bai what kind of person this Joyful Deity actually was and what kind of person he had been during his lifetime.

Wang Shuang was a young man in his early twenties. He explained while fleeing with his head in his hands.

Jiang Bai took the cup of water with steam curling from the rim, took a small sip first, and only began to drink properly after finding the water wasn't too hot.

Team Leader Chen reported the situation. The signal source was right ahead of them, but the exact location could not be determined.

The protagonist made his appearance—a young man about my age, slightly chubby and a bit tall. He wore a woolen yellow military uniform, but without any collar badges or other insignia indicating his status and position.

Excessive self-confidence becomes arrogance. Anyone like this, the more ordinary their life was, the greater the resentment in their hearts would grow, and the narrower their capacity would become.

The townsfolk spontaneously hung white lanterns in front of their doors. All pleasure houses closed their doors, and even the restaurants and teahouses only sold simple vegetarian dishes.