47 If Heaven Had a Heart

It seems that cultivation on Earth can only rely on elixirs. However, the blood ginseng and the century-old fleeceflower root together are worth over 6 million, and with some other auxiliary medicinal herbs, it comes to around 7 million. The cost is indeed a bit high.

There are certain unwritten rules in the medical industry, and some issues are only discovered by professional insiders. The medical enterprises under the Ning family are so massive that they have long since squared away the relevant responsible parties.

"Thank goodness there's no color TV, otherwise wouldn't it be even more expensive!" Lin Sanzhi raised a hand to pat his chest and let out a breath.

Randy was bewildered. Ning Zhou finished his cigarette, walked back to the bedroom, and left a faint sentence trailing behind him.

The car moved forward, and Xiao Shuai followed along. After walking only a few steps, both parties stopped at the same time—there was a traffic light ahead.

Her cousin had just woken up, and it was a time when the family wanted to be happy together without seeing outsiders. Going over there to disturb them now was indeed unreasonable.

This affection was something she could only bury forever in her heart, and she was determined to find the person who had made her take the blame.

Yu Yong and Yu Juan, who were waiting outside for Ye Qing, stayed outside the mouth of the cave on the hill according to his instructions.

She had originally planned to buy some later when she saw them, but even without asking for the price, she knew it would be frighteningly expensive.

After the presentation, the family put away the jade Buddha, and it was the turn of the second eldest, Chu Xuanming, to present his gift. Everyone looked over with eager anticipation, wondering what kind of gift he had prepared for the old master.

Now, this boomerang had struck her right back in the face, leaving Lin Meng with a stifled and rather vexed feeling in her heart.

Actually, the submersible was equipped with a mechanical arm, but this stone coffin was simply too heavy, so the mechanical arm definitely wouldn't be of much use.

She was probably threatened by the Nine-Headed Snake Cypress, which was why she kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

And at this moment, Mother Wang had already stepped forward, opened the door of the old mansion, and called out joyfully.

She left Guan Su's room and walked downstairs, only to see a few men trying to enter, who were being blocked outside the door by Mother Zhang and the housekeeper, seemingly engaged in an argument.

Qi Ze, Bai Xuetong, and Lai Shengen were all accompanied by managers and had arranged to use the VIP channel beforehand.

The Lord of Bodhi Calamity frowned slightly, looking closely for a few moments, feeling that although the other party was also a Calamity Lord just like him, there was an indescribable sense of weirdness.

However, what no one expected was that under such ironclad and conclusive evidence, the trial of Hong Qiliang was dragged out for as long as three full years from start to finish.

Yet that was merely said to be the case; since the establishment of the Guzhou City Detection Tower, no one had ever been directly recruited by the Heavenly Mystery Palace.

However, he knew very well that the peace was only temporary. Once her answer failed to satisfy him, these suppressed emotions would only surge back with even greater ferocity.

Hearing this, Leng Huaixin assumed the demeanor of an elder. He nodded, picked up the teacup beside his hand, refilled it with tea, and slowly sipped it.

"You're dreaming! ... Wouldn't that mean I'd have no way to keep you in check?" Shen Yu grew anxious upon hearing this. The Xuantian Psychic Summoning Technique was his final means to control this old fellow; if he couldn't use it anymore, wouldn't this old guy turn the world upside down?

Yu Meng nodded with a half-understanding expression, obligingly sitting down. Although she didn't quite understand the use of practicing wind techniques, she didn't need to practice through meditation anytime soon and just needed to make some preparations for forming her elixir.

The Strength King suddenly let out an angry roar, darting forward with a sudden flash, intending to rush over and grab Lin Bin. If he couldn't slap him to death, he would crush him to death.

He wanted to retreat at this moment, but it was already too late. Because the Waning Moon Spear had already thrust forward, he had no other choice besides fighting.

"This deity can let you live, and this deity can grant pardon to your existence. You only need to clear the way today and hand over that bastard; out of mercy, this deity will spare your lives!" Ao Rong looked down disdainfully at Bureau Chief Feng and the others.

He raised his head with a vacant expression, looking at the immense pressure instantly bearing down from the void, and a desolate smile suddenly bloomed at the corners of his mouth.

With this thought, Zhu Chenhao tapped on the object in his hand called a 'telescope'. Westerners really had all sorts of ingenious little gadgets, but it was indeed quite useful, allowing things so far away to be seen with such clarity.

Ye Qing was sitting in the driver's seat of the Passat. He was dressed in rather ordinary casual clothes, wearing sunglasses, and had the sun visor pulled down.

Wu Yutang clearly intended to have a long chat with Lu Xun. He was carrying a bag of dried bean curd he had brought before boarding the ship, as well as a bottle of wine. When Lu Xun looked closely, it turned out to be the glass-bottled mulberry wine sold everywhere along the Yangtze River basin by the People's Party. He had no choice but to put away the manuscript he had just written the beginning of.

When the great jade dragon appeared, the common people knelt and kowtowed one after another. The dragon was their totem, a sacred object in their hearts.

"Could there be that many chaotic rebels?" The tax police officer looked at the heads on the city gate tower and hurriedly turned his head back.

"How was... today?" Zhang Tianhai found he couldn't find any words to describe what had happened today, and could only ask directly and abruptly.

Around the time China and the Soviet Union were founded almost simultaneously, the CPSU, including Comrade Lenin, believed that the Soviet Union had finally freed itself from the dilemma of being surrounded by enemies on all sides. Even though they let China take quite a few advantages on the territorial issue, Soviet comrades gritted their teeth and endured it back then.

"Heh..." Jack the Ripper sneered, completely ignoring the gunshot wound on his left hand. He tossed the knife from his left hand to his right, then drew a hook blade from his chest and charged forward once again.

Regarding this, Lee Soo-man was naturally smiling from ear to ear. Known as the "Tyrant," he had also grown amiable these past few days, showing not a trace of his tyrannical aura and greeting everyone with a full face of smiles.

Exhaling a breath of stale air, as two eyes like stars opened, a substance-like flash of brilliance vanished in a flash, and a satisfied arc appeared at the corner of Zhang Tiansong's mouth.