Chapter 67: Family

The matter of the midwife is closely tied to one's true lineage. Now, Fu Rou's maternal family members and the token of identity are all fully prepared, waiting only for the midwife to arrive so that the truth of what happened back then can finally come to light.

If it really starts to rain, the teleportation will have to be halted. Who knows what tomorrow might bring if they keep waiting?

From Lian Qiu's words, it was clearly discernible that the Ning family's downfall was entirely orchestrated by the formidable Lord Xiong, whose ultimate target had always been none other than Miss Ning Juan.

The only silver lining was that the two leaders of the Crusades both expressed their submission to Vasiliko's arrangements—though with the prerequisite that the Crusades proceed along the path they desired. If he were to be delayed by this, there was no telling what kind of trouble might ensue.

This even began to worry Wen Tian, making her wonder if all the footage captured later would turn out shaky.

The Tatars were completely bewildered. They had been fighting well just a moment ago, yet in the blink of an eye, their commander had plunged headfirst, his face slamming directly into the ground.

"Modi, come, sit," Xuanyuan Ziji said with a smile as gentle as a spring breeze. It captivated Murong Qingran to a certain extent; his smile felt like the arrival of spring, warming one's entire body and stripping away all resistance, compelling you involuntarily to believe—to believe in everything right before your eyes.

She was about to be married soon, and once married, she wouldn't be able to stay in Newborn Village all the time. If she didn't resolve the Mao family's affairs before the wedding, she wouldn't be able to marry with a tranquil mind.

Faced with this setting and scenery, Su Xun could not help but recite a poem: "The reeds and rushes are lush and green, the white dew turns into frost. The one I yearn for is over there, on the other side of the water."

The five warrior monks did not dare to speak further upon seeing the white-browed elder monk's expression, and holding their breath, they followed him back to the Sanlun Temple.

I suppose I understand now. The tragedy that befell Mother Su and me dealt him such a devastating blow that he gave up on himself. That was why he got into bed with Mrs. Feng, intending to perish together with her, but he needed to find the child first.

I felt the air grow a bit chilly, especially when Zhang Ruiran, standing right behind me, gave Lu Xudong a "enthusiastic" greeting of "Hi," dropping the surrounding temperature by at least ten degrees.

Having finished sighing, Wan Hua came before a topographical map. It depicted the terrain centered around Tiger Stronghold, along with the surrounding villages and towns. Particularly regarding the farmland, every village and its respective acreage were clearly marked, making everything evident at a glance.

Within the headquarters of the Adi military forces in Xuejiajie, only the final dozen or so sleepers remained. Moreover, most of these individuals were already anticipated by Xue Ning beforehand.

Following that night, Su Xia no longer took the initiative to speak with Gu Dongjue. To be precise, the two entered a mutual cold war. Gu Dongjue ignored her as well, using busyness at the company as an excuse, and even refused to put up a pretense when returning home.

Just as Tudixing could stand up for his master, Yu Yuan could likewise stand up for his.

At any rate, less than two minutes after the two of them stopped hand-to-hand combat, Elder Hao had once again arrived outside Ji Yang's room.

Gu Xixi had originally assumed that Chen Jiran would definitely agree to this exclusive interview, knowing full well that she worked at this very magazine and happened to be in the entertainment department.

Su Hanshan had caught a glimpse of Feng Qihuang when passing through Longmen Pass during the three-hundred-li death trap on the road returning north. Although it was only from afar, he could never forget her appearance and bearing.

The figure in red Buddhist robes seemed entirely deaf to his earnest warning. Carrying that exquisite long sword, she unexpectedly turned, walked through the plum grove where crimson petals drifted, and headed toward Su Hanshan's room.

Naturally, she had no idea what those titles signified, let alone felt any sense of astonishment upon hearing them.

"Bang!" The second grey-clad figure dissolved into nothingness. The next moment, a new grey-clad figure emerged, identical in appearance, physique, and weaponry, save for its cultivation realm once again advancing to the mid-stage of the Saint King realm.

It seemed that Old Wolf was completely out of options now; he simply had no clue what we ought to do next.

"Ha! It is actually the supreme demonic art of the Moon-Worshipping Cult! Could it be that my friend is the Holy Son of the Moon-Worshipping Cult?" the burly man laughed heartily.

"Very well, having heard you say so much, I am mentally prepared!" Although Lu Chen spoke thus, his heart was far from calm; in fact, he felt some hesitation and regret, merely putting up a strong front before Chen Feng.

Arthurs had not yet determined whether he could resolve Argus, let alone face the even more terrifying Sargeras. He needed the Titans as allies, and thus, he needed to save Eonar.

The thought of such a wonderful sensation—taking action covertly right within the Sacred Dragon Empire's capital—was simply exhilarating, giving him something to boast about to others in the future.

As he spoke, he flashed a smile at me, his eyes narrowing into slits, and the corners of my mouth involuntarily curved upward as well.

The former involves cross-matches: you win a match, and I win a match, which indicates that the two teams are evenly matched and requires greater consideration of home-field advantage.

The body of the mercenary who had just charged out was driven back into the cabin by the immense momentum of the bullet, and then he collapsed onto the floor.

"Emerging Rubber Products Company is a legitimate enterprise. You need to follow the proper procedures, take your financial staff along, and conduct a routine inspection at the Emerging Company," Qi Mingyuan instructed.

She sneered, wielding a long sword pressed against his neck. With the slightest exertion, blood began to seep from his neck, yet he remained seated upon the master chair with an unchanged expression. Between his brows lingered an aloofness, a cold detachment, and a complexity she could not quite fathom.

"What kind of attitude is this? Manager Chen brought wine, yet you keep your glass empty as if his hotel had no wine to offer. How terrible does that sound!" Qi Mingyuan wanted Old Fang to drink a bit more.

"Finished talking?" Seeing He Wenyu return in high spirits, Luo Qianxue raised an eyebrow. Holding a cup of bubble tea rumored to have circled the globe three times, she sat leisurely in a recliner with a relaxed expression, contrasting sharply with the busy people in the courtyard.

After all, apart from anger, the people around her never showed their emotions on the surface.

On the other side, the mechas Irelia and Wenwen collided, and the battle had escalated to a fierce, white-hot stage.

Swallowing hard, Wang Shiyu contemplated modifying her revenge plan; she could no longer act recklessly.

Tang Zhitong reeled off three consecutive exclamation marks, making it easy to imagine how incredulous she felt upon receiving this news from Sheng Zhixuan.

Originally, Ye Zhibing had been inwardly complaining that the clothes she wore were truly inconvenient, lacking even a place to hang a long sword. However, upon hearing him say this, she hesitated for a moment before placing the long sword back onto the sofa and subsequently putting on those loose athletic pants.