Chapter 41 I Can Marry Her Too

Zhou Yuheng went downstairs to smoke a cigarette, then headed straight to the doctor's office.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou."

Recognizing Zhou Yuheng, the doctor immediately stood up from his chair.

"Hello, I wanted to ask about Lin Xilan. She has woken up and recognizes me, but it seems she can't remember certain things. Is this normal?"

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Shumao channeled the scroll once more, sealing the Wind Prison Technique within it, while Kuangluo's younger brother collapsed directly onto the ground. Shumao felt the ground vibrate slightly in response; the weight of these giant beasts was truly no joke.

After speaking, the Fairy Sister slowly walked toward Fatty Wang and me, patting each of us on the shoulder before turning back. What did he mean by this? Whose favor was he trying to repay, exactly?

Inside the conference room of Xu Dazhou's investment company, the arrivals were none other than Chu Nan and Gu Mengmeng, sitting in their chairs with drastically different moods.

"Liang Feifan, you pretentious bastard, thinking you could just run after showing off? You're dreaming!" Unfortunately, Liang Feifan did not know me well; having already anticipated the outcome, I ignored my injuries, chased after him, and grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Young Master!" The Tiger clan elders cried out in alarm one after another. They tried to hold back Tiger Second, but it was already too late.

"I am the fool's spe-—agent. Let me explain to everyone." Li Dabing began to shout again, though fortunately, he didn't claim to be a mental patient himself.

Seeming to catch the scent of blood on Master Biao, the two roe deer nervously pawed the ground. Had Yaya not been there to soothe them, they probably would have bolted long ago.

As he climbed, Xiao Fei looked up from time to time at the raptors soaring across the vault of the sky, fearing they might mistake him for prey and swoop down to kill him.

In a fraction of a millisecond, the two terrifying forces collided fiercely. A deafening explosion rang out, shaking the earth and rumbling like thunder.

The few of us walked outside and discovered an old incandescent light bulb hanging along the tunnel every dozen or so meters. Although these bulbs had been here for twenty years, they were still barely operational.

At that moment, Hao Yu, moving almost simultaneously, reached out and grabbed him, pulling him down to crouch and slowly hide within a dense patch of grass.

Song Guoyan tugged at Xu Jiayu, which was a choice forced upon them by circumstances. All she and Xu Jiayu could do was provide cover and ensure nothing went wrong.

In a hazy, indistinct world, a young man was lying flat on the ground, fast asleep.

"It is merely buying people's hearts and squandering state funds!" A mocking voice suddenly rang out among the officials of the Great Shang court.

Then, everyone beneath the Saint Realm very consciously flew backward to escape, getting as far away from the two of them as possible.

To be fair, he had never even considered treason back then. The only reason he saved General Liu was because the general had a relative working in the Lin residence, and he had been cornered into helping when begged to do so.

Lifting his head to stare intently at the slowly descending UFO, Hao Yu's fists clenched involuntarily, gripping tighter and tighter until his palms gradually flushed red.

Yet they hadn't said they wouldn't give it back; they merely claimed it wasn't safe in her hands. As for when it would be considered safe, that would depend entirely on when Chen Yi relented, leaving no hope of getting it back anytime soon.

For quite a while after that, Hao Yu browsed various information online. Naturally, most of what he could see consisted of battle reports from all over and news of heavy human casualties.

At the tip of the dagger, a purplish liquid dripped down. When it hit the ground, it triggered a chemical reaction, hissing like water droplets falling onto a fire.

Reciting softly, Yang Zhan drifted off to sleep. Having spent a great deal of energy scouting out the path the entire previous night, he truly needed a good rest. As soon as Yang Zhan fell into a dream, the image of Yan Chisu dancing with her sword in the wind appeared before his eyes, looking exactly as he had seen it earlier.