Chapter 115: The Subtle and Solemn Mountain Manor-After Dumping the Younger Boyfriend, the Beijing Elite Heir Drops the Act(The bright moon gives birth to blossoms.)

This man had been relentlessly pursuing Li Jiuwei without pause.
He was exceedingly warm and eager.
“Miss, you saved my life, making you my benefactor. I must know my benefactor’s name.”
Qing Yi stayed close behind Li Jiuwei, clearly determined not to leave until she told him.
“Li Jiuwei!”
she answered.
Qing Yi’s eyes brightened. “My benefactor’s name is truly beautiful. I have remembered it.”
“……”
The young man continued to follow her, Li

After several minutes of waiting, the Ferris wheel at last began to turn slowly, and the view beyond the window started to change.
Hua Meiwan could not help staggering a step. Her second son had already come to this; if Mei Qingli met with any misfortune, she no longer knew what she could cling to in order to go on living.
Then, once more under the stunned gazes of everyone present, this tall man who at a single glance was plainly a peerless expert did something none of them had expected.
When the two returned to school, Sun Jiaxin left her phone number with Yun Moyu, saying they should keep in touch often, for their temperaments suited each other well. Yun Moyu felt the same and agreed.
To ease the tension among them, Yue Yi turned on the television and had everyone sit together in the living room to watch.
Ye Mo was bored beyond endurance. Ignoring her present status as an “escaped prisoner,” she simply threw on a coat, pulled a hat over her head, and went out for a stroll.
The lion demon beast was indeed disturbed and halted mid-stride. One instant its mind was set on pouncing to slaughter the hateful human cultivator before it; the next it thought only of fleeing to preserve its wretched life. One second earlier it had been filled with righteous fury, ready to fight to the death; the next it felt dread of this cultivator and the urge to retreat.
This was precisely the room that had once belonged to Su Linglu’s parents. Though it had stood unused for years, Aunt Chen still cleaned it every day.

And just as they were wondering, Yang Chen had already vanished without a trace. One cultivator discovered that Yang Chen was gone and was seized with terror, for he already felt a divine sense locking onto him with unbreakable firmness.
Qian Qiyue was clever enough; how could she fail to hear the apology and loss woven through his voice? Yet she did so deliberately. What she did not want, what left her lost and uncertain—better simply not to have it. “Since you have seen it, have you nothing to say?” She meant to force him to retreat before the difficulty.
The instant Yang Chen spoke, the skeleton reappeared. With a sharp crack it twisted off the neck of the cultivator whose hands Yang Chen had severed. Before every staring eye the skeleton, with another crack, bit clean through the man’s skull.
With a heavy thud the demonic cultivator smashed into the ground, gouging out a deep pit, his eyes filled with pure terror.
Across the scale-armored beast’s belly, where no scales had ever covered the flesh, a long gash opened, flesh and blood flying.
Xue Xing was certainly not so foolish as to march forward and greet them, nor to offer a soft drink with some hidden design. In careful thought and keen perception of the world around him, the young soldier far surpassed his peers.
Bai Jiebai’s steps never faltered, yet the darkness before his eyes grew ever denser, until he could not see his own hand in front of his face.
But within that day’s blood-red light Da Min beheld a child’s most innocent and pure aspect, vivid and true; it made the wretched state of mind he had long endured suddenly become infinitely beautiful.
Having reached this point, Shen Jun had no choice but to steel himself and follow Li Yan, feeling every kind of gaze upon them. He could only accept the misfortune, sitting side by side with several disciples nearby.
Li Zixiao winked and made faces at Lü Sibo, the meaning plain: if Big Brother had nothing important to say, he should not utter words that spoiled the mood; their purpose had already been achieved.
Jiang Huairen sat astride the giant tiger and circled with the dragon crocodile. The moment the dragon crocodile paused, Jiang Huairen would unexpectedly appear before it and even activate the Ice Dragon Seal, so that freezing qi flooded the air on every side. At the sight the dragon crocodile charged forward as though it had been injected with wild frenzy.