Chapter 62 Returning to Qingshan Village

In less than five minutes, Shen Qingyao got up.
"When I get back, I'm going to sleep. I'll sleep until day and night blur together first."
Jiang Yan agreed immediately, "Alright."
The car back to Qintan honked its horn at the camp just then. Jiang Yan glanced at Shen Qingyao, and she was already fully prepared to leave.
"By the way, where is Su Shang?"
At the thought of Su Shang, Shen Qingyao woke up completely.
Could it be that Su Shang was going to stay here?
The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt. When all was said and done, I had a knot in my heart regarding Guo Yuqing, and facing her made me feel inferior, which was why I was exceptionally sensitive.
Who knows, maybe some nouveau riche just bought it to show off? That level was simply too high for Xu Jia to casually fathom at present.
His pitch-black, gleaming eyes were like soul-absorbing black jewels, brilliant and sparkling, yet unfathomable like a mysterious black hole, luring curious people to explore the secrets hidden within.
upstairs, Qiao Jingwei sat at the dressing table, gazing at herself in the mirror in a momentary daze, as if time had drifted back three years ago.

Having tossed and turned all night, and worried all night, Chen Jiran was already exhausted, and now Gu Xixi had suddenly turned out like this.
"How can you be so sure we'll get caught? You jinx." The boss was still somewhat unwilling to accept it, but despite saying that, he felt extremely unsure of himself inside.
Using one's amateur hobby to challenge someone else's profession was no matter how one looked at it not a very good idea.
Seeing Gu Changan refuse, the young Confucian swordsman did not say much else; he took the wineskin and drank from it on his own.
"No, I didn't take you as a plaything." Su explained urgently, but due to excessive haste, he choked and burst into a coughing fit.
"Jingwei, are you alright? Why are you back so late?" Gu Tingshi stepped forward to support Qiao Jingwei, and the moment his hand touched her skin, he scooped her up into his arms.
Only, he still hadn't expected that his mother would actually come to Beijing, and furthermore through Fang Ting's phone call. That meant they had met, and right now what he desperately wanted to know was what kind of status his mother would perceive Fang Ting and him to have.
The True Qi of the Nine Yin within Jian Rushishi's body was not only suppressed by Lin Chen's dragon fire, but was even countered and absorbed by Lin Chen. Under this two-pronged approach, the True Qi of the Nine Yin inside her body continued to weaken, and her originally pale complexion gradually grew rosy again.
"Please don't talk nonsense! What do you mean by it won't work!" Yang Jinxin said with a slight sob, hurriedly cutting her off.
When too many coincidences overlap, they cease to be coincidences, and thus, your identity naturally becomes self-evident.
It could be said that the tempering of Lin Chen's cultivation and battle physique was extremely solid, completely sufficient for him to make a further breakthrough.

The one who had caused Old Wu to fall into his current predicament was a young Daoist priest, who declared that he was cursed by the Nine Palaces to suffer a tragic fate, destined to live a life of utter isolation and hardship, and ultimately meet a violent end.
Glancing again at Qin Muyang as he rose to go upstairs, Qin Muyang paused, tossed aside the roses in his hand, and followed him up.
When Dahiu led Qin Muyang and his party into the village, it was already dead silent. On a moonless winter night, a few fires in the distance stood out exceptionally, and that platoon of Japanese soldiers was truly heading this way.
Two knocks sounded outside the door. Yang Jinxin made as if to leap up, but was immediately pressed back down by Qin Muyang.
By this time, seven or eight minutes had already passed since Chu Yao went upstairs, and Shi Dong could only pray that everything would still be in time.
Naturally, this injury sustained by Zhang Pingfan simultaneously revealed a flaw in the Skeleton Demon King. Not hesitating to seize the moment, the long sword in his hand instantly split into five, thrusting fiercely in five different directions as he went all out to clash head-on with the enemy—bring it on.
Relying on his supernatural strength and seeing Ye Haochuan foolishly trade punches with him head-on, the giant already wore a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Although Old Niu Qian was still using his solid bronze staff to parry with all his might, his blindness clearly made blocking extremely difficult.