Volume One, Chapter Ninety-Seven: My Name Is Xu Lili, Not Wang Yaoyao

Clearing Out the Family Fortune and Sending My Greedy Relatives to the Countryside Picking corn in the middle of the night 1200 words 2026-02-09 14:05:10

A car was parked at the school gate. Shen Ruzhi stepped out, with Huo Zheng, Su Manxi, and the others behind her carrying luggage.

Su Manxi touched her daughter’s cheek, her heart filled with reluctance.

I first confirmed the direction of the voice, then followed it. Worried that the gluttonous dragon might be in trouble, I even called out to it, and it swayed over toward me.

A strange scent had suddenly appeared in the car. Clearly, Yang Mei’s disappearance was bound to be connected to the person who had left that smell behind.

If his identity were exposed, the Wu family’s business would suffer a heavy blow, and at the same time the Wu family might be discovered by the imperial court.

“It’s fine. After all, none of these things are within our control. You’ve worked hard on this trip. Go back and rest first,” Chu Feng said carelessly.

The fat man’s face instantly turned bitter, his features twisting for a moment. In the end, he answered that he would go.

Lowering his head to inspect the bullet, he was also somewhat astonished, because its structure was highly unusual, like a sharp cone. It was actually an armor-piercing round.

Long Jun did not seize the chance to mock Cui Feng. On the contrary, when he looked at him, there was even a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

“This servant, Suoetu, kowtows before Your Majesty. May Your Majesty live ten thousand years, ten thousand times ten thousand years.” After the others had left, Suoetu knelt and bowed before the Kangxi Emperor, then spoke in a low voice.

The bandit glanced at Mu Wan’er and, seeing how beautiful the girl was, wondered whether the leader had stirred up some romantic debt in the mountains.

A man’s knees hold gold, and Zhao Qingshan was proud and unyielding by nature, but for the sake of the prince’s request, what was his life worth?

Within the gourd lay a thread of dazzling light, more than ten feet high. A thing emerged above it, seven inches long, with brows and eyes formed upon it. From its eyes shot out two beams of white light, which turned back and pinned down Voldemort’s spirit palace. Voldemort promptly fell unconscious, unable to tell north from south.

After entering the room, he shut the door, sat down cross-legged, and with a slight stir of consciousness, a strange light screen suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Ray’s gaze likewise fell upon Dongfang Yunyang’s wrist. Though Dongfang Yunyang wore long sleeves, the silver wrist guard at his wrist still showed faintly.

Jogging on the field, Lin Chu could clearly feel the joy overflowing from the students around him, as though it were a holiday or New Year’s celebration.

At the last glance, G looked down at the barren, shattered world beneath his feet, then rose straight into the sky and broke through the atmosphere.

Before the many disciples had even set out, Jiang Changan had already vanished from sight. No one could see how he made his move; they only heard dull thuds of flesh, and more than twenty people fainted on the spot. Then he grabbed them and, with a plop, tossed them into the river, clean and efficient.

Just now, Ji Meina had shown her another side of herself. She needed to calm her emotions properly; the thought of having Ji Meina stay over had already been cast aside.

After all those ties and favors were settled, it was said to be for Baoyu, but Baoyu had no use for it at all, nor would he ever make use of it.

“On the internet?” Zhang Xiaohua froze for a moment. Her family did not even have a computer, and her parents’ phones had no functions beyond making calls. Where was she supposed to go online? Had something major happened on the internet?

His cave abode was halfway up a mountain peak, far from the Martial Academy. Even with Ling Han’s full-speed dash, it would probably take about an hour to get there.

Although class was already over by then, the students knew that a group of leaders was seated at the back of the classroom. As first-year freshmen, they were naturally still very inexperienced, so they kept glancing back from time to time, wanting to move but not daring to.

Of course, I thought everything would end there. After the entrance exam, I would go straight to Shenyang, spend the summer there, and then start high school.