101: Chapter 101 The Joint Entrance Examination Opens, the Governor-General Personally Delivers Him to the Scene, and He Still Says He's Not a Connection?!
Furthermore, among the Genin who qualified from each village, there are three from Cloud, three from Rock, two from Sand, and two from Rain.
After disguising himself, Zheng Dachong was treating a group of laborers to tea; under normal circumstances, he certainly couldn't afford to treat them, but ever since following the Ming King, his life had changed completely.
It was already nine in the morning by the time the last patient left the hospital lobby with a look of deep emotion on their face.
However, looking at the Hunyuan Mink's current appearance, Jian Chen didn't see any sign of anger; instead, it looked like it was acting coquettishly.
Someone looked at the deep entrance and, unable to resist the temptation of fortune any longer, moved and shot directly toward it. Under the gaze of the many experts surrounding them, the person plunged into the entrance and vanished from everyone's sight.
"So you're choosing to escape?" Li Yue asked, apparently oblivious to the room's atmosphere; in her mind, she could already picture the scene of Ling Siye with a knife stabbed into his chest.
The Manchu Regent Dorgon felt that this fellow made sense, so he issued an order to implement the queue order nationwide.
"Why are you here? I don't think there should be much interaction between us." Su Ying didn't really want to deal with this peeping man, who was always hiding in corners, wearing a mask, and acting sneakily.
After the group of over twenty people landed on the ground, they headed toward the heart of Mount Jiuyi. Meanwhile, spiritual patterns appeared on Jian Chen's brow as his spiritual sense expanded and extended into the surroundings.
On the other end of the line, the previously aged voice suddenly became somewhat excited.
Lin Yi was overjoyed; if it were a clone, it would have likely exploded instantly upon being struck by his sword, being merely an energy construct. Since she didn't explode, it meant that the majority of this body was her true form.
In other words, the minor losses suffered by the Wu army could not possibly make the enemy abandon their pursuit just like that; King Yang Wo of Wu must have had another purpose for doing this.
She truly was an angel, an angel sent to the human world. Lian Shuo took the angel's hand, his eyes shining as he gazed at her unceasingly.
Yan Zhen looked at the final results; the top four were Lin Datong, Lin Dali, Song He, and himself? Very good. He hoped he wouldn't run into Song He in the next round; meeting either of the other two would be fine.
Yan Zhen walked on the Golden Core stage with his sword on his back, finding it quite difficult to find a single demonic cultivator to test against. Currently, the demonic cultivators were still moving in teams of thirteen, and Yan Zhen simply couldn't handle thirteen of them at once.
At this moment, Lin Qingxuan was no longer struggling; she lay half-reclined on the sofa, her clothes disheveled and her eyes somewhat unfocused, shifting around constantly. It was clear she had been drugged, and the effects were already taking hold.
There must have been a deeper meaning behind having Ye Xian come. If it were someone else, they would inevitably think like Yang Yi—wanting to vie for power with Ye Haochuan because they were of a higher generation. Ye Xian was different; he was Ye Haochuan's father, so he would naturally respect his son's opinion.
Jun Haixin rushed out of the office again, chasing after Jun Jinyan. However, by the time she reached downstairs, she saw that her nephew had already driven off toward the hospital.
The dignified second young master of the Sun family, who was also Wu Fan's cousin—with such a dual identity, he was actually kneeling before someone. And now, it wasn't just as simple as kneeling; he was being forced to roll around on the ground.
However, when he saw Bing'er, he felt that the person before him was very familiar, lacking the awkwardness of a first meeting. Bing'er possessed a kind of magic that made people want to draw near to her and get close to her.
Therefore, Lin Xi could no longer turn back into a boy, and even her height had to remain as it was.
The real Tang Zixi, standing nearby, frowned as she listened. This person really didn't even blink when lying. She had seen through that brocade box at a glance; it was nothing more than an ordinary square seal carved from jade. It was truly impressive that the man could brag about it with a straight face.
Come to think of it, this middle-aged fat man's wife also seemed to be quite dark, though in her case, she was dark all over. She didn't look too bad, though. Once, the two of them had even eaten at Old Wang's breakfast shop.
Although they were jealous, having someone of a similar height who was also a loli helped heal their fragile little hearts.
Two parallel worlds, neither overlapping nor intersecting, could be described as "well water not interfering with river water." Although sometimes, through accidental events, the two universes might perceive each other's existence, generally speaking, they still lived like neighbors who "hear each other's roosters and dogs but never visit one another their whole lives."
Upon arriving inside the villa, Jiang Chao's gaze was immediately drawn to a large crystal chandelier. Jiang Chao could clearly tell that this crystal was no ordinary crystal; it was simply not something from their world.
If one had to point out a difference, it was that today's kiss felt very comfortable to him, but beneath that comfort, there was also a sense of guilt welling up from the bottom of his heart.
Although the level of these sources of jealousy was low, there were simply too many of them. At this very moment, they were hating him crazily, and the power of jealousy they brought him was as vast as a mountain and a sea.
The night wind in the forest was exceptionally cold, wailing as it swept past her as if trying to seep into her very bones. Before long, she was shivering, and her teeth began to chatter.
The protective ability of the Ruyi Shuiyan Luo was extraordinary; apart from its somewhat off-putting appearance… everything else was impeccable. More importantly, it was a gift from Yun Zhiqing, so Fang Zheng would naturally cherish it.
Of course, that wasn't important. What was important was that such a small-looking backpack could actually hold so many things? Even after taking out all that food, it still gave people a "bulging" feeling.
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