Chapter 63: Have You Forgotten What We Are to Each Other?

Stumbling Block The Wind Carries the Falling Catkins 1241 words 2026-03-20 06:24:30

"My name is Lin Yi."

Lin Yi showed no shyness. Xu Yu nodded to her, then prepared to take her leave, but just as she was about to turn away, Lin Yi spoke.

"Yu, aren’t you coming inside to see Room 306?"

No matter how lively the world was behind those iron gates, it no longer concerned Xu Yu.

She was about to decline when Lin Yi continued.

Ouyang Xue and Mo Yan both appeared pale, for they had seen Tang Feng the night before. Anyone with even a bit of medical knowledge would know Tang Feng could not survive.

"Mei Jiu." With that, Liuxing lowered her head and wrapped her arms around Mei Jiu’s waist, drawing her into a deep, lingering kiss.

The Demon Lord of a Hundred Eyes laughed when he heard this. "Xing Tian, leader of the Six Demons—you’re certainly imposing, ha! Very well, I’ll inform all members of the Six Demons. It’s settled." As soon as the Demon Lord finished speaking, he hurried out of the classroom.

Xing San truly had no intention of selling. First, the price of one million was too low; that vast tract of land was worth at least that much. Second, Xing San was not lacking in money. Third, discussing money at a time like this was just asking for trouble.

And so, Long Daoling and his group of ghosts stepped into the desert. According to Rosa, when she fought with the Powerful Ghost King, he wielded a strange weapon—one capable of restraining spirits.

Ye Qing nodded, though he still felt uneasy and decided to visit the palace himself. An Xiao Zhu requested to accompany him.

Situ Luochen closed his eyes briefly, then suddenly drew a longsword from the wall. Without a flicker of emotion, he plunged the blade downward. Old Hei, caught completely off guard and unable to evade, convulsed violently and crashed to the ground.

"Then you must make better plans for yourself," he interrupted her, his face still unreadable, though the tenderness in his eyes had vanished. Knowing he did not wish to continue the conversation, Pei Xiao refrained from pressing further.

"We all came from the army—no need for so many rules when drinking. None of us is the commander here. Let’s each have a toast first!" Lin Jin Hong raised his bottle, enthusiasm blazing, and called out to the others.

"Heh, there’s nothing more for you here, Red Hawk. You’d better take your men and head back, lest you anger your brother Tang," Lin Qingyun remarked with a laugh after glancing over.

Daoist Ni flicked his arm, unleashing eight needle-thin streaks of red light. The Pure Yang Fiery Qi of Master Shenji was instantly suppressed. With a cold snort, Master Shenji’s ten fingers twitched, sending forth ten invisible sword energies that knocked away the eight divine needles, then wove into a sword net that trapped Daoist Ni, forcing him to recall his needles and send out his magic sword just to barely hold on.

"The process of healing cannot be made easier. But when it comes time to apply medicine, I will find a way to lessen her pain," Yun Lanying explained.

The tray was small, with a round depression in the center, seemingly designed to hold something. Etched upon it were patterns resembling those found on other blocks—probably some kind of formation. Lin Ran, however, did not recognize them.

Moreover, Jiang Hao was well aware that if it were he or Xue Yuning rolling on the ground at this moment, Feng Pingping would not spare them a glance—in fact, she might even clap and cheer from the sidelines.

To demonstrate his mastery and inspire awe in those present, Zhuo Bufan did not bother to rise from his seat. He merely lifted his right hand, sending out a wave of scorching wind that transformed the hall into the height of summer.

Zhu Luorong collapsed helplessly to the ground. He had thought he’d finally found Bu Shiren, but fate was unkind, and their paths diverged yet again.

As for the invisible mutant mosquito that Yang Dongdong and I encountered earlier, it was likely just one part of the whole scheme.

"But I don’t want to go home yet! I want to go out and have some fun. Why don’t you head back first, Xuan?" She simply refused to believe that if she stayed, Xuan would actually carry her home by force.