Chapter 58: Still in the Mood to Care About That

After Jiang and Xie went inside, they discovered that the door did not lead directly to a room, but rather to a corridor two to three meters long. The end and the right side of the corridor were solid walls, leaving only the left side open for passage.

Turning to the left, they saw a baby-sized pink arrow stuck to the wall, pointing straight ahead.

Following the direction of the arrow, the two continued forward. The corridor grew wider and wider as they walked, until finally they came across a restaurant, above which hung a plaque bearing the pink, delicate characters spelling out "Romantic Restaurant."

Although the vital essence of this divine dragon was far inferior to the bloodline of the Dragon Emperor, it was, after all, an immortal divine dragon. This vital essence allowed Qin Hao's Dragon Emperor bloodline to achieve significant growth.

Even though Shang Lu gave her a large sum of money every month, deep down, Shang Lu held very few expectations for her as a mother.

Zhu Qingyun merely sat in his seat with his knees drawn up in silence, lowering his head and contemplating in absolute quiet, seemingly searching for the flaws hidden within his own master plan.

"You want to save me? And using a secret technique, no less. I don't quite understand, Master Luoluo; you and I are complete strangers, why would you go so far as to risk using a secret technique to save me?" Cong Na asked doubtfully.

After finishing her bath and coming out, she immediately dialed Yu Rongrong's number, only for the other person to hang up the moment the call connected.

"Goodbye." The clone Miyako waved at the piece of wood, and then truly departed for the zombie world alongside the massive army of clones led by Leviathan.

Later on, by a stroke of coincidence, Li Nainong absorbed the ghostly yin energy residing within Lin Qian's father. This act stimulated the various strands of ghostly yin energy that had remained lingering within his sea of consciousness when various "souls" entered it in the past, allowing him to leap straight past the Post-Natal realm and enter the Pre-Natal realm. Furthermore, the enhancement of his personal cultivation finally brought about embryonic breathing.

"What if she goes to prison? The child won't come back." With a gloomy gaze, she stared at the food before her, feeling not a shred of appetite, nor any sense of hunger.

After Wang Shengli recounted the matter regarding the blood-concealing worms, Anran understood the basics: these human statues were all made from living people, and furthermore, these individuals harbored parasitic blood-concealing worms within their bodies, which prevented their flesh from decaying.

Bailian Ling snapped his fingers, and the technological equipment worn by all the Starry Sky Protoss instantly transformed into basic elements that drifted up into the air, merging with the residual spaceship dust from the earlier explosion. Gradually, a sealed metallic dome formed in the skies above the planet Ronsel.

Shinji acknowledged the instruction with a sound of agreement, then ran off in the direction the old man had pointed. He had not run far before he found himself deep within the forest where the Sudowoodo frequented.

Within the nation of Yanhuo, the sovereign was merely twenty-three years of age and was considered a benevolent ruler. Since childhood, he had treated his people with benevolence; even toward his enemies, he maintained a forgiving and magnanimous heart. As the saying goes from ancient times, a benevolent person is often taken advantage of by others, and true to form, the sovereign remained thus. Consequently, the monsters of the Nine Desolate Mountains ran amok without obstruction, while the rumors spread that the ruler's frailty and sickly constitution were the result of the ill-worship cast by the Huodou beast.

"Sister, I will not make amends. Don't listen to them; heaven knows what kind of conspiracy they are plotting," Jingwei said to Yaoji.

Ouyang Jue's identity was rather special—that was beyond a doubt. Since he had put it that way, there was no need for me to question him about the details.

"Finders keepers; take as much as you like if it pleases you." Wen Yukou pushed the box toward them. Everyone except Hua Yue was both startled and overjoyed, yet none dared to make a move—except for Xi Yue, who calmly took twenty liang.

"Such a fine ring, yet it was snatched away by that fellow. How am I supposed to face this?" Optimus Prime sat down dejectedly upon the deck, speaking to the rest of us with utter helplessness.

Upon hearing their mother's words, the three Suling sisters nodded in agreement one after another. After casting a few glances at Suling Yuanjun and exchanging a few words with Yan Wu, Taisu Yuanjun stepped upon a golden lotus and returned to the Taisuyiling Palace.

This wedding was destined to be unprecedented and unrepeated. Xuan, acting as the groom, would become a figure endlessly praised and discussed on the lips of the people.

The old matriarch nodded slightly, signaling Mama An to escort Wen Yukou out. As Wen Yukou passed by Madam Dou, she suddenly felt as though a heavy stone had been lifted from her heart, leaving her feeling immensely relieved. According to the past precedents of the Wen residence, Madam Dou would likely have faced at least three blows with a rod in the ancestral hall, forced to kneel in repentance, denied food for three days, and barred from leaving the sanctuary.