54. The Poor Children

Slowly spreading his hands apart, a thunderous roar suddenly echoed through the sky.
"Thunder! How wonderful, thunder..."
But the joy was fleeting, barely begun before it was about to end.

A cluster of lightning bolts appeared abruptly in the air, violet-red streaks rapidly expanding like silk threads, weaving into a dense net of thunderbolts. All of this unfolded in an instant—shock, delight, and then the sky was filled with a web of thunder that enveloped them, intertwining into a mesmerizing symphony.

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Grandfather’s brothers asked Wang Zhihe, “Weren’t the three of you supposed to be going to university? How did you end up here?”

At the sight of Li Er’s predatory gaze, the two immediately fell silent and began listening attentively as Zheng Liuer introduced the situation. Yet, before that, they exchanged a glance; Cheng Yaojin raised an eyebrow in a knowing way, as if silently understanding each other.

Tang Chu spread his arms wide, standing in front of Zhang Zheng. The only thing he could do now was to block him. If Zhang Zheng entered this compound and something happened, the Tang family of Western Capital would be finished.

Chen Guoer tilted her head with a smile, then pushed the drink cart backward. After taking a sip, Li Chao noticed a note stuck to the bottom of the cup.

“What if someone from the ancient aristocratic families was involved in stealing the Celestial Revelation Ming Stele?” The number one leader stared coldly at Zhang Tiance.

Due to the extensive use of golden nanmu wood for coffins, it has become nearly extinct. Those who use golden nanmu at any time are no ordinary people. As for the boat-shaped coffin made of golden nanmu discovered in the Golden Triangle, it reflects the ancient burial customs of the Dian and Chuan regions in early China.

Inside, the seats were made of frosted, multicolored plastic steel arranged in rows—sections of red, green, yellow, and orange—very striking. The chairs were fixed directly onto concrete platforms and could not be moved. Hundreds of workers were fixing expansion screws, securing the chair legs along marked lines.

At this moment, Li Zhi was unaware that people behind him were talking about him. He was engaged in conversation with Old Dragon, already walking toward the next entrance.

Soon, a child’s cry shattered the silence; inside the council hall, Zhuoligetu and Zhao Hua were ecstatic, rushing to greet at the entrance. They saw Su De with two boys clamped under each arm, both shouting to go home. After entering the hall, Su De threw the boys onto the floor and quickly tied them up with ropes.

After speaking, Junhui pointed his sword toward the sky. Lightning and thunder, using angry snow as a medium, shot out in all directions.

Upon reflection, she realized there was no need to feel sad over his words. Though he spoke the truth, it was not the whole truth.

Wuchen smiled faintly; all of this was anticipated. If one could continue living, no one wished for death. Human nature is greedy; unlimited desire is instinct, especially when it comes to survival.

At this point, she smiled warmly and took Chen Rong’s hand, comforting her with a gentle squeeze. She looked at Chen Rong, thinking silently: Every time she angered her, seeing her pitiable state, she could not help but feel sympathy.

Two complete formations of undead troops would not deliberately collide with each other. The leading corpse demon would even nod slightly and restrain its skeletons to avoid conflict with the opposing side.

Where his gaze fell, everyone lowered their heads; some beauties trembled all over.

Duan Linglong had fallen. The Jing family held no power in the imperial harem. Yet, if they stepped forward to help Duan Linglong now, they might be accused of having improper relations with her.

“Hey, in that case, give me a Heavenly Emperor-level one...” Long Mao’s words were unfinished when Ye Fan lightly tapped the ground with his toe and gracefully landed beside it, tossing a faintly glowing beast core into its mouth.

Among the dazzling array of luxurious jewelry, there was a hidden bracelet made from a fifty-cent coin. The red string was clearly worn and faded; even the coin itself had lost its luster.