Under the flickering light, we arrived at the parking lot of the hospital side by side.
Qin Mengyao walked up to the red Lamborghini sports car she drove, turned to me and smiled, "Come on, I'll drive you out for a spin!"
"If you come home late, won't your parents worry?" I furrowed my brow slightly, and unconsciously revealed a touch of care in my tone.
"Them? They won't care about me at all!" A mocking curve tugged at the corner of Qin Mengyao's mouth, with a hint of complicated emotions in her tone.
There is both a sense of helplessness towards the past and a indifference to the present.
"Alas," she sighed softly, continuing, "When I was a child, my father devoted all his energy to his political career......"
A stream of gray strength overflowed from the amber, blending with the murderous soul floating above, which surprised Xiao Fan.
Tian Yi swallowed hard, and for a moment, he was stunned. He clearly controlled it well, and he shouldn't have been so short-lived in experiencing a surge of vitality that caused him to vomit. What was going on?
The surrounding mercenaries, after seeing the strength of Fan Zhi, although dissatisfied, could only leave reluctantly. As they left, they cast odd looks at Jing Chuan and Fan Zhi.
You see, the fat guy is the first in terms of both physical endurance and explosive power. Sometimes, during internal confrontations, another pair's center forward simply cannot bear the oppression of the fat guy, so he has even been given the title of a wild beast.
He skilfully controls the basketball, looks at Xin Qiji, shows a cross-court dribble, and then begins to break to the right, causing Xin Qiji's center of gravity to shift to the right. Then he makes a turn, accelerates, and throws Xin Qiji behind him.
Wan Fang hurriedly knelt in front of Chen Kaيدong, knocking his head like a roller, begging Chen Kaìdōng for forgiveness.
Ignoring the shattered stone that hit him, the old man handed the long sword to his other hand and struck forcefully behind him, cutting through another arrow flying behind him without looking back. Another arrow was also guided towards the ground, making a loud "boom" and promptly stirring up a lot of dust.
Du Chunfei covered his bleeding teeth, tears welling in his eyes. He looked at the gray-robed elder. The gray-robed elder remained indifferent and continued to pour wine slowly.
In no time, Ye Yanqing had the Dance Filleanne beneath him. Just as he was about to continue, the Dance Filleanne suddenly exhaled a puff of pink gas from the air.
The gatekeeper, a member of the Lu family, is also old and doesn't care much about Lu family affairs. Who is doing well and who is struggling doesn't concern him, as he never smiles and always maintains a stern expression.
What does that mean? I think I've expressed it very clearly. It's up to them how they understand it. I wanted to explain the situation here, but sometimes things can't always go as I'd like them to. In a word, there are quite a few troubles.
It was just starting, so Zhu Shidaita raised the nine-headed diamond staff and struck heavily twice on Lin Chaohai's abdomen.
After flying for half an hour, the two saw a sea of blackness, as black as chaos, but there were no breaths or energy fluctuations in the black seawater, as if there was only one layer of illusion and no entity.
I think it's quite nice to have such privileges, after all, there are still many good things inside the ghost market. Moreover, the auction rules in the ghost market aren't that simple. That's why I said before that Old Gao could get the heavenly character wood card after spending a lot of connections; it's not without reason.
In the fifth match, Ma Feng finally stepped on the field. Due to his outstanding performance in the previous match, he received enthusiastic applause as soon as he stepped on the field. The audience didn't want to see a battle without a clear advantage.
But fortunately, after a daze, Lanjing'er instantly came to her senses. She quickly shook her head and calmed herself down.
"We might have to go back tomorrow." Though I really don't want to say this, the matter has now been confirmed as a fact, and Lin Changhai, looking expressionless, hesitated for a while before saying this.
The three greetings allowed Lin Changhai to know who the arriving person was, and therefore, also knew the identity of the third grandfather.
As Wu Peining spoke, he looked at Chen Xue Shan and laughed, making Chen Xue Shan's face turn red.
As Ling Feng appeared, various curses and foul language echoed around, but she paid no heed and continued walking forward.
As Yumu, the Giant King, finished speaking, his body underwent a drastic change.
That's why he ventured into the tiger's lair, knowing it was beyond his capabilities to resist, and willingly surrendered control to the others.
For the following days, she stayed almost exclusively at home, devoting all her energy to the flintlock pistol left with her by Gu Yuan.
Gu Yanfei stopped in his tracks, and his gaze once again fell on the luxurious carriage several tens of meters away. The sunset gave the carriage a breathtaking hue.
The originally lit four grids are now scattered with dozens of lights on, and the storage space in the middle has also increased considerably.
This is the first time it has ever left its space, and it's quite curious about the outside world.
Just as Nicolaus stabilized his figure, he seemingly didn't think twice and stepped onto the ground with his feet, twisted his body, and raised his long knife to block in front of him.
"It's okay. There are so many boats on the water; they don't necessarily have to find us!" Jiang Wan comforted him.
I used to think Shen Tinglan was an unapproachable person. But after seeing Shen Tinglan in a relationship with Gu Nianchu for a while, I realized that this Shen Tinglan really has a firm grip on Gu Nianchu.
Looking at the expressions of Blauke and the others, Tatsulo couldn't help but reveal a smile. It was obvious that the somewhat shocked eyes he had were the best filling for Tatsulo's heart.
Pan Jinlian felt that her life was coming to an end. In an instant, she had countless ideas. She suddenly moved one foot over the railing, landing in front of her. In a flash, she was petrified, and the wooden hairpin in her hand fell to the ground. In an instant, all her thoughts faded away.
The young master Huang trembled with fear, barely able to stand. A stream of warmth trickled between his legs, emitting a foul odor.
"My teacher taught me that as a cultivator, we should derive joy from helping others. We have the ability, so we should help more people, not always talking about money."
Jun Xian thought for a while and nodded, agreeing. The waiter behind her, on the other hand, offered the fourth box to the others.
As soon as he spoke, Li Zhishí had not yet responded, but the other two new people had already frozen in place, looking hopeless. One of them ran directly to the senior figure's side after a brief stunned moment.
Li Zhishí did not notice, or even if he did notice, he would not have wanted to pay too much attention to it.
Throughout the entire incident, the servant who was being shouldered by Zhan Zhu never said a word. The only thing that could be seen was his hand, which behind his back he had balled into a fist and then unclenched, leaving him with a palm full of sweat.
