A couple blessed by the heavens

Because of his work, Zhou Fu sometimes had to travel on business to other cities. The day he discovered Qian Fuqu was sleepwalking, he had just returned from a trip. Their son was living at his high school dormitory, and the housekeeper only came during the day to clean, so at night, it was just the two of them in the house.

Zhou Fu remembered that day vividly. After coming home, exhausted from his trip, he went to bed early. In the middle of the night, hovering between sleep and wakefulness, he realized his wife was not beside him.

Chen Lan was similarly rescued by her parents from the water, raised until she was two or three years old, and then sold to Chen Chaoxi, who happened to pass by.

The boy was astonishingly beautiful, his beauty like a finely carved piece of jade—delicate and exquisite.

“In the operating room.” Jin Weimo held his son, who slept soundly like a fool, and nodded toward the operating room.

The warriors fought as they retreated, leaving countless zombie corpses in their wake. Everything seemed orderly, as if under control, but He Liesheng's mood was far from relaxed.

She dared to imagine using similar materials from another world to quickly produce existing medicines. If those old scholars found out, they'd probably laugh their heads off, dismissing her as hopelessly naive.

Her words, though not mocking, stated a fact that left everyone feeling deeply embarrassed for Xiao Sewu.

It could be said that although Song Que had ascended to the realm of Martial God, it also caused the fortune of the Blackwater Demon Sect to decline rapidly. After this incident, even if Xiao Yu didn't destroy them, the sect would likely fall into decay.

Suddenly, a man's shout echoed in the hospital lobby outside, followed by panicked voices. Zhao Ru immediately turned and ran out the door.

“All things have spirit. The ancestral teachings said the Imperial Jade Seal has its own spirit and can only be awakened by someone fated.” Wu Xiang didn't want to believe it, but she had guarded the seal for nearly a hundred years, since she was old enough to understand, and in all that time, she had never witnessed its spirit.

Lan Hongtai spoke hesitantly. He had suspected something when he first saw Mu Jinse and Mu Lingbing's faces, and now, it seemed his initial guess was right.

At that moment, Lu Xiu Hong's expression suddenly changed. He instinctively turned to look toward the icy mountain deep within the palace.

Compared to before, I have made obvious progress. If we rated our skills with the Eight Dragons' prize money, Old Wei would rank quite high in the hundred-thousand category, while I would be a bit lower.

Li Haifeng was momentarily stunned. Before he could turn his head, a strong wind struck, and then he felt as though his waist was smashed by a massive iron hammer. His whole body was sent flying uncontrollably.

Wang Xiaozhuo had served in the military. Though he had spent recent years as a leader, his skills were formidable; his military combat techniques were not something ordinary people could handle. So if Shang Jie wanted someone to take Wang Xiaozhuo down, she'd have to put in some effort.

This demonic priest sometimes made sense, but understanding those principles was far easier than putting them into practice.

Song Anran spoke honestly. Considering the relationship between Rong Yu and Rong Xiu, if Rong Xiu died because of Yan Feifei, Rong Yu would surely kill Yan Feifei to avenge her.

“That’s his genius,” Nie Fenghua smiled. This was why the Crown Prince failed, and Xiao Qi ultimately succeeded in ascending the throne.

He never spoke to anyone about his past with Tang Shi, especially not to Tang Meili, whose attitude toward him was ambiguous.

So I reached out to try to pull out the bricks, but Qin Bukong stopped me, saying we had no preparation, and everything we found today was new. If I opened it rashly, what if there was danger? I agreed and decided not to proceed.

The sword in my hand thrust forward, clanging as it struck Jiang Yuan’s imperial ruler. Jiang Yuan felt a terrifying force surge through the blow; his grip on the ruler nearly slipped, and he was forced to take a step back by the shock.