Chapter 48: The Iceberg That Shocked Millennia — He Laughed, Audio Recording

She pulled open the cabinet, and a wave of dusty, stale decay immediately rushed toward her. Jiang Liwu waved her hand and coughed twice.

As expected, it was filled with old items—so ancient that they looked as though no one had touched them in at least twenty years.

Jiang Liwu discovered a large quantity of children's supplies inside, as well as a photograph of Fu's mother from her wedding day. The photo had been cropped, leaving only the half showing Fu's mother. Soon, she realized these items were the belongings left behind by the deceased Fu's mother.

Thinking of something...

After drinking only a few sips of porridge, she shook her head. Seeing that she had little appetite, Mother Lu did not force her and simply let her lie down.

"Stop! Don't touch that!" Er Fen's voice suddenly rang out, crisp and magnetic. At first, Qin Fen could not even tell it was Er Fen's voice.

"Help me obtain the treasure left behind by the First Emperor of Qin, and you will be able to enjoy the happiness of family reunions with your parents," the old man said with a calm expression, wiping the blood from his face. He did not care in the least that Sun Qian's fist had slammed fiercely into his face.

At such close range, apart from Li He and the three core bigwigs, it was practically impossible for second-tier figures like Sun Minghua to dodge.

"You beat my classmate until he vomited blood, and now you're threatening me here? Is this appropriate? Tsk tsk..." I sneered, and with a fierce kick aimed straight at Qiu Long, I sent him crashing onto the bunk, blood spilling from his mouth. I had not expected myself to possess such terrifying strength all of a sudden.

Ling Mo wore a set of dark green military uniform that looked extremely eye-catching, his handsome facial features expressionless.

Putting away the Heart Lamp, Qin Fen looked closely at the silver needle he had just inserted. It was stuck right in the middle of a kitchen door, precisely and accurately.

Seeing that the clothes of the three people were thoroughly soaked, I frowned and ran to the kitchen to fetch some dry firewood, partly to warm them up and partly to dry their damp garments.

Because of this, Mayor Yang felt both gratitude and profound respect toward Shaoli. At the time, Mayor Yang declared that if Shaoli ever encountered any difficult troubles in the future, he only needed to ask, and he would go all out to handle it for her.

With that, Dmitri stood up. These sincere and touching words caused Princess Angelina to cast a grateful glance in his direction, adding a sliver of trust to her heart.

These are the reasons why I say this film is not merely a simple cheating movie; it touches upon the allocation of educational resources, the fairness of the educational system, and the gap between the rich and the poor. All of these happen abroad in the film, but if you think carefully, is it really only abroad that things are like this?

Tang Ning naturally had nothing else to say; she simply cheered Harry on and left it at that, and then... there was no then.

Some guessed at her background, while others wore expressions of eager anticipation, clearly predicting how many days it would be before Huo Lingfeng discarded her.

With them taking the lead, the other sixty-eight demon kings naturally had nothing more to say. One by one, they immediately swore an oath never to do anything detrimental to Flower Fruit Mountain for the rest of their lives, whereupon Sun spared their lives and temporarily allowed them to remain on Flower Fruit Mountain.

Anyway, he had already come today. As for whether Jiashan would eat or not, that was no longer his concern. It was better to hurry to the Ministry of Rites and let them take over this messy situation, clearing himself of responsibility first.

These men in black were no different from the assassins who had hunted them down back in the Chunlan Continent; they wore the same black robes, and the longswords in their hands flashed with a chilling gleam under the sunlight.

The Black Mountain Old Demon cheered for Sun Wukong, also feeling intensely curious about whose stone statue that actually was, capable of standing firmly here for ten thousand years.

The transmission distance of the Teleportation Flags was limited. For ultra-long-distance transnational campaigns like this, transmission stations had to be set up all along the way to replenish transmission energy—namely, spirit stones.

"What could Zhou Yi'an possibly be looking for? There must be some other connection behind it," Huo Lingfeng said, then closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh.