Chapter 59 Traditional Chinese Medicine for the Postnatal Recovery Period

At first glance, it seemed more or less the same, especially since the fangshi had acted as both guardian and thief, thoroughly clearing out everything inside that tomb.

东方云阳 gazed intently at the Kage-level elder, his eyes naturally taking in the ninjutsu attack the opponent had unleashed. Facing the surging mud-flow of giant pythons, he swiftly formed hand seals.

Sensing the intrusion of a foreign object, the Taiyi Divine Fire directly engulfed it, and within the blink of an eye, the dark golden coffin had been baked to a glowing red! Moreover, a few wisps of flame darted toward the master of this golden coffin.

Could this be a perk brought by his deep contact with extraterrestrial beings? Dou Wei shook his head, indicating his lack of understanding.

Consequently, this usually bustling street had now become desolate, with not even many stray cats and dogs to be seen.

Qiangzi muttered softly, his tone filled with utter helplessness. I sighed along with him, equally bewildered as to why things had turned out this way. Thinking that Qiangzi had likely witnessed eight out of ten things I had seen these past few days, I relaxed my grip, opened my eyes, and saw that the bag had already been packed into Qiangzi's backpack.

However, Lady Cha was already surrounded by Senior Nurse Sun and over a dozen imperial physicians, with various miraculous doctors and precious medicines continuously being brought in.

Turning to look at the two burly men: panting as they shuffled with tiny steps, layers of fat trembling and blocking their view, unwilling to stop despite utter exhaustion, stubbornly relying on brute force to push through. Originally local bullies and scourges, the two men felt they had lost face after being mocked by an uncle today, and were thus desperately pressing a fierce attack.

After a period of contact and understanding, Shen Yang keenly discovered that it was a wonderful and highly promising game.

The master of the house nodded with a faint smile, then remained silent, his brows and eyes seemingly waiting for Yulu to ask of her own accord.

On the lawn, Tyranitar was lying down basking in the sun, still maintaining a lazy demeanor, merely raising its massive hand to flick small stones.

That was Moyun’s conviction, the power born from Moyun’s conviction! The original power of this secret technique had long since been replaced by Moyun’s conviction. Even though its outward appearance had not undergone any qualitative change, its core had already experienced a heaven-shaking transformation. What did it matter if the exterior remained the same?

Thinking this, Moyun raised his sword and stepped forward, but how could he possibly know the state his body had reached? The first step was barely taken, and before the second step could fall, his vision went black, and he collapsed straight to the ground.

Every time he thought he could get closer to her, Liunian would use that kind of attitude to remind him that they weren't even friends.

Qingyi’s words fell mercilessly upon the faces of this mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Gu Tingzhen, feeling depressed, hadn't said a single word from beginning to end, simply watching from the sidelines like a spectator. In the end, the Dowager Second Madam also realized this outcome was quite favorable, so she muttered a few words with her lips and nodded in agreement, saying nothing further.

Upon hearing Cheng Yanhui’s words, Ji Yusheng suddenly became speechless. He truly did not know how to answer this question and could only shut his mouth.

When Niwa managed to clearly see the newcomer and recognized him as Tianxing, he immediately nodded and replied, "Elder Ji is here, but he has been feeling deeply exhausted recently and went to lie down and rest early."

His left eye protruded heavily, the eyeball completely gone, though the white of the eye remained. The area around the eye was severely burned, leaving only the white of the eye clearly visible. His forehead was also badly burned; the left side of his nose was gone, leaving only the right side to breathe, and his lips were severely burned as well.

Jin Ling spun around frantically on the beach until he was dizzy, then tumbled to the ground with a thud.

The know-it-all sighed, and in the next second, the spoon plunged all the way into the prisoner's eye socket. The prisoner didn't even have time to utter a single word before he collapsed.

Shi Yuanchun’s beauty had already left the guests in awe, and Zhong Ding also harbored intentions of marrying her, having proposed several times, but the Shi family had yet to respond. Everyone looked curiously at the reactions of Gong Lanjie and Shi Yuanchun.

For such a malicious and vile incident to occur during the grand imperial court assembly—if it were not severely checked, where would the majesty of the imperial court lie? Where would the majesty of the Son of Heaven lie? Where would the majesty of the three empresses lie?

But in the next second, a roar echoed across the entire sky above Tokyo, so loud that people couldn't help wondering if another nuclear bomb had exploded.

The fierce soldiers seated in the vehicles all wore indifferent expressions. Moving alongside their chariots, these fierce soldiers wore standard light armor and carried varied weaponry. Even various chains were wedged onto the carriage boards. For an elite chariot-camp soldier, they were expected to move across a advancing chariot as easily as walking on flat ground while performing various tasks.

With his head wrapped in white linen, the congealed scars still tinged with blood, and even his gaze somewhat dim, Qu Fuguo forced himself to muster his energy to greet everyone, recounting what had happened a few days ago on the Emperor's Avenue.

One must clearly keep in mind who the allies are and who the rivals are, lest someone fail to distinguish friend from foe and make erroneous judgments that could affect the overall situation.

Back then, Oonohara Genuro thought that Takaba would do well just to become a seventh or eighth seat.

This ocean-view villa was one he had just purchased; the environment was pleasant and quiet, and he liked it very much. Today, he came here to hang out with Huo Lanchuan to bring a little more human warmth to the place.

Through this kind of analysis of objects, she could use reverse-membrane silk to weave and create them anew, replicating those items.

Lan Lianxia looked thoughtfully at the person lying on the bed. Come to think of it, wasn't she just like a cigarette falling in love with a match, or a mouse falling in love with a cat?

Just as Zhusha was muttering inwardly, his heart suddenly stirred, and he gazed intently once more, his spiritual power spreading outward.

Barely a moment later, a bizarre, red-skinned "freak" materialized right before the white ape, making the tense and murderous atmosphere between the two and their surroundings even heavier.

"There is no need for Lord Han to worry. Now that this righteous knight Li is also present, since the Preaching Grandee of Qi has vouched for him, we might as well listen to what he has to say." Seeing that the old elder had already spoken thus, General Xiang said no more, turning instead to look at Li Zhishi.

Among them, Yun Haoxuan and Zhusha sat cross-legged on opposite sides, each taking charge of two of the four directions. They projected their probing spiritual sense outward for hundreds of meters to observe the surroundings for any enemy threats.

When she passed through the courthouse security check, even the bailiff on duty at the entrance was stunned, standing there foolishly at a complete loss, unable to even speak.

Upon discovering the strange figure that had suddenly appeared in the distance, Sun Simiao was the first to cry out in astonishment.