Chapter 64 Opening Up Hearts

Cérebro apaixonado Yan Han 1270 words 2026-08-04 22:15:10

Zhou Yuheng nodded. "I spoke with him, and mentioned our divorce."

Lin Xilan genuinely believed it. "And he refused, right?"

Zhou Yuheng replied, "You know Zhou Kejian better than I do."

Of course Lin Xilan knew. "I know, it's just..."

Yun Qian shrugged, shaking the inexplicable feeling out of her mind, and happily went to find Pei Jingran.

The second senior brother was already deeply saddened by the death of their eldest senior brother, and to his utter disbelief, that tragedy was met with malicious sarcasm from the villagers. The resulting fury almost drove him to physical blows with them.

When the teacher asked her why she didn't write it, she still remembered her reply at the time: I don't have a father. Then she saw the mocking gazes and sarcastic smiles of everyone, which pierced into her heart like a sharp knife, hurting so much that she couldn't breathe.

After Anyayang was sent to an authoritative hospital in France, a detailed examination was conducted again, and the results shocked Gu Qianyi and An Chutian even more.

She hadn't expected Gu Xiyan and that maid to walk into the back courtyard. By the time she followed them, both Gu Xiyan and the maid were already gone.

However, Du Yi and his party's good luck had also run out. Feeling the earth tremble as if from an earthquake, the expressions of both Du Yi and Wu Mei changed. Even the winged tiger shrank back to the side, its fur standing completely on end.

The two colors seemed to represent two distinct forces, intertwining and combining into the Dragon-Elephant Sword Qi, complementing each other as they settled into Renault's dantian. Using the Saint Spirit Sword above as a medium, they continuously absorbed the Dragon-Elephant Sword Qi from the dantian below for his own use.

It was only at that moment that I remembered mortals cannot see ghosts. It was solely because of my Yin-Yang eyes that I was able to see spirits and converse with Li Yiping.

Gu Liuxi secretly followed Xi into the celestial prison and saw Xi spread her arms inside, closing her eyes with a look of serene peace, as countless wandering souls continuously burrowed into her body.

Those countless sword beams seemed to have eyes of their own, and every single strike launched by them was successfully parried by Renault.

"Not so simple!" Yan Shiyi seemed to have figured out some clues; these two colored locust trees were planted according to a specific pattern.

As he spoke, his figure instantly vanished from beside Mang Kong, hurtled toward the distant battlefield, and arrived by the side of the Great King Honghai.

With a gentle voice and a handsome visage that made one forget everything else around them, Yuehong raised her head and stared blankly at the man before her, tears still lingering on her face, completely forgetting her wounds.

Wang Shouren said coldly, struggling to maintain a cool expression on his face, though his injuries caused him to occasionally emit a few groans of pain.

The four of them were roommates, and such situations had happened far too many times over the past four years. They were all accustomed to it by now and slept like the dead.

However, techniques surpassing the Immortal King realm were extremely rare and hard to come by; many people spent their entire lives without obtaining even one. Consequently, even individuals with the cultivation base of an Immortal King were unable to truly unleash the full might of that realm.

Among the eight thousand and more disciples, Huasheng did not expect to find any heaven-defying prodigies. He only hoped to find individuals who shared his own strong and resilient inner resolve through the grand tournament.

Boss Li gently shook his head and walked toward the stone once more. However, upon hearing Shen Yu's insistence on continuing to grind it down, the onlookers immediately burst into another wave of heated discussion.

The night was as dark as ink, and the moon resembled a silver hook. Sitting upon a tree branch, Yan Shiyi leaned lazily against the trunk, gently chewing on an unripe, emerald-green fruit, letting a faint, bitter taste spread across his tongue.

Inside the Shen family courtyard, Bao Zi was still locked in a bitter struggle with the Red-Haired Corpse King. The other grey-haired and green-haired zombies had already broken through the House-Guarding Five Ghosts Formation and reached the final line of defense around the villa—the House-Guarding Four Evils Formation. Yan Liuwu and the bodyguards were using various ritual medicines to fend them off.