Chapter 75 No Tickets!

The transfer complete, Song Long tucked the golden-patterned card into his pocket, unable to hide the smile on his face.

“Auntie, do you have time later? Bring Shanshan along, I’d like to invite you both to watch a grand performance.”

Zhang Yuemei was taken aback.
“No, I have to take my useless husband to the hospital later.”

Song Long stroked his beard...

Su Jinjun was destined to inherit the title of Duke of Ningguo. He not only had to master martial arts that would strike terror into enemy invaders, but also learn how to protect himself and the Ningguo household amidst the treacherous tides of court intrigue.

At that moment, the smile on Heng Yanlin’s face vanished abruptly, replaced by a surge of murderous intent that burst forth from him.

Since she didn’t have to work, she wore a camel-colored coat, a pair of sunglasses perched on her exquisitely alluring face. Her once charming, long, wavy hair had been cut into a sexier short style.

Yang Xue’er quickly snatched the package, rummaging for the fruit she wanted, but as she searched, the three-star Soul-Reviving Pearl tumbled out and rolled onto the ground.

Zhang Ziqin arrived at the teaching building, hands in the pockets of her down jacket, her face full of displeasure. Her roommate followed behind, exchanging a glance with Lu Xin, who was walking with them.

Charles tried to hold on, but the pain that seemed to pierce his very soul left him unable to endure for long.

I suddenly chuckled to myself. Forget it—if I keep dwelling on these things, there’s no way I could go on. I should just get through this ordeal first. Otherwise, I won’t survive anyway.

The Second Prince’s consort, distressed over his intent to take a concubine, stayed out all night, returned in disarray, and even attempted to hang herself in protest. Unfortunately, fate was unkind, and she only managed to disgrace herself.

When I went back, I practically flew with excitement. With this money, I could finally pay the fees.

Breathing the outside air again, seeing those smiling faces, Liu Dong felt that this was what life was truly about.

He Yuanlong gazed at the breathtakingly beautiful face so near his own, feeling his heart race. He took a deep breath and slowly reached out his hand.

The black sedan, like a crazed beast, spewed plumes of black smoke from its tail as it roared forward with an aura of destruction.

The snowy white trousers, hand-tailored by the founder of a Danish luxury brand, traced her long, shapely figure perfectly, and the posture accentuated the alluring curves of her rounded, high hips.

Pikachu, fully charged, let out a fierce cry. Terrifying golden lightning shot into the sky and surged toward the three.

Although Chen Yu’s body had recovered thanks to the superhuman serum and was further strengthened by the government military, he still couldn’t withstand direct fire from powerful weapons like machine cannons—unless he used his powers for metal reinforcement.

Another twenty-odd minutes passed. All the survivors of this specialized college, which used zombies as a security measure—over seven hundred people in all—were gathered in the gymnasium, where piles of firearms and heavy weapons covered seven or eight square meters.

“Your Highness, I’m sure His Majesty the Imperial Consort has been waiting for quite a while. Shall we go?” The teasing expression on Situ Liuqing’s face was gone, replaced by utmost seriousness.

As the top academic star at Jingling Bilingual School, she was already thoroughly familiar with every page of the exam study guide and knew exactly where each key point lay.

Turning to close the meeting room door, Yan Zixi cast a deep glance in Ning Chuyi’s direction before shutting it completely.

Shen Jiaqi sat at the edge of the bed and reached out to hug Situ Ling, but Situ Ling deftly dodged her.

“Then, I’ll pay a visit to the Heavenly Court,” said the Elder Lord. He nodded to Dragon King Ao Guang, indicating his confidence, and then soared into the sky.

“Now, can you tell me what you know? Please explain in detail any clues you have about the Earth Soul Clan.” Yun Xuan, seated across from Ning Feifei, asked while sipping his coffee.