Chapter 35: Ah Meng Has Been Taken Away—Peril!

Shi Yi tilted her head, seemingly seeking confirmation from Gu Hansheng. Gu Hansheng coughed lightly.

"It's nothing... Hurry up, let's get back and sleep before those people notice."

Shi Yi responded softly, not pressing further.

Gu Hansheng's face flushed slightly. He walked several steps out of the restroom before stopping.

When Shi Yi emerged, Gu Hansheng—

During the molting season of these demon rabbits, the collected fur was highly sought after for making lifelike dolls.

At this moment, the scene shifted to beside the airplane, where three staff members wielded spray-paint equipment, circling the three landing gears and spraying white borders, enclosing the gears completely within the frames.

Su Yue suddenly pressed her lips together, revealing a smile. From this perspective, she and Fang Yichen were merely separated by fifty paces and a hundred paces.

Of course, it couldn't be ruled out that some companies genuinely faced financial difficulties halfway through construction, but most clients capable of building factories were well-prepared; such situations were rare.

Sun Zesheng's future enterprises would develop broader and wider. If the provincial governors all found Zheng Yizhuo's methods feasible and sought to profit from him, how could he expand his company?

Even if Shi Tiandi and Saint Buddha possessed extraordinary abilities, causing trouble here would surely trigger some restrictions or mechanisms long set by the Immortal Medicine King.

Suddenly, Xiao Yimo's eyes sparkled, as if he had grasped a crucial clue from his earlier contemplation.

After hanging up, Nie Minhui clenched her fists in excitement, and Su Yunfeng beside her couldn't get back to sleep; hearing Nie Minhui's conversation, he caught some hints in her words.

"Since I need to fetch water anyway, I might as well go. After all, a spring revered by a ninth-tier cultivator must be special," Chen Yun mused. Then, using the Silver Eagle, he cast the Transformation Art to alter his appearance to that of a pale-skinned man in his thirties.

Chen Yun spent several hours. In the Divine Mirror, he removed Song Tianfeng’s spiritual imprint from the Black Thorn Whip, not daring to linger, and hurried back to his room. Given his presence at the Zhou Mansion, remaining unseen for too long would arouse suspicion.

Moreover, he was her brother. Even if all men in the world were untrustworthy, Brother Yu would always be safe.

Shen Li paused, his smile unchanged. Blood still flowed from his body, and the blazing flames behind him made him appear even more sinister and terrifying.

Following the date given by the proprietress, everyone briefly reviewed the elder’s records of preparations before entering the Taklamakan for archaeological work, then began carefully reading the diary documenting his time inside.

He sat quietly beside her, just as he had during those nights after her car accident, watching as the fluid dripped steadily into her frail body. He wished he could infuse her with more bottles to restore all the lost nourishment and health.

Su Rongrong obediently placed the grape in her mouth, her eyes fixed on me, waiting for an answer.

"Badu Geba Xianni, I've come!" Chu Yunxiao said with a hint of drunkenness to Badu Geba Xianni, who sat on the bed... Looking at her, Chu Yunxiao was not only intoxicated in body, but his heart was also drunk.

Though she had long known that Lu Zhan was now a big boss, it was the first time she had witnessed it so vividly.

When Su Mo Xie spoke, he immediately leaned in close to Mo Yunxi's neck with flirtatious intent. Mo Yunxi could not escape, so she could only close her eyes and endure.

Hu Tiehua asked, "What technique is that Second Master using? Why does it look so strange, as if it's not from our Central Plains martial arts?" His gaze shifted to Lan Yaru, hoping for a satisfactory answer from her.