Good news: Lin Sicheng was reborn.
Bad news: Before rebirth, he was the youngest archaeologist in the country, a leading figure in the disciplines of cultural relic identification, protection...
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The place was bustling with music and crowds of people.
The crowds were like a surging tide, bustling, noisy, crowded, and chaotic.
Yet it exudes a strong sense of everyday life.
Ye Anning followed Lin Sicheng, her gaze filled with curiosity and longing. The chubby boy put his hands into Lin Sicheng's pockets, gripping the bottom of the pocket tightly, his eyes rolling around.
Lanterns cast a glow, a paper-cutting stall is set up on an eight-immortal table, and the old artist's silver scissors fly between his fingers.
Shredded paper fell like snowflakes.
With Peng Yuxin by my side, my mood gradually improved. However, during evening self-study, I felt very depressed again, so I asked my subject teacher for leave and went out for a walk to clear my head.
"Who told you to call him uncle!" Although Old Master Yan had a stern face, he was not angry and his tone did not carry any blame.
On the other hand, Long Yichen raised the Dragon King Breaker horizontally and swept it forward to meet the attack.
The grizzly bear, who hadn't shown up in a long time, was also there tonight, along with Thirteen Kills from One Middle School. Their presence was definitely our biggest threat, and my brothers and I all gasped in shock.
With a thud, Hua Jitian's body trembled twice from the violent impact, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Fu Jingsi was shopping with Ji Rou at the mall when he answered the phone, and Fu Yi also heard her voice.
But for now, he quickly dismissed these wild thoughts, because these assumptions were completely illogical.
Li Yanyan looked very embarrassed and was speechless for a moment, after all, she knew she was in the wrong! In addition, in front of the English teacher, Li Yanyan's previous domineering and dignified demeanor vanished instantly.
I don't want to believe it's true. Just a month ago, I was having dinner with my mother. Every day before she went to the market, she would ask me what vegetables and fruits I wanted to eat, and whether I wanted seafood. It's impossible for her to have done that. It's impossible for something to have happened.
"Wang Hao, I'm giving you one last chance to switch or not. If you don't behave, I'll get rough with you!" Luo Hu roared angrily.
Before his words had even finished, Chen Tian suddenly felt that his understanding of time and space had increased several times over. At the same time, time and space automatically merged, achieving the supreme mystery of time and space.
With a soft "hiss," Hua Ling'er's chest was pierced directly by Gu Yun's fist. Instantly, a large amount of blood mixed with fragments of flesh and internal organs flowed down from Gu Yun's arm, staining Hua Ling'er's body crimson and making her look extremely pitiful.
"That's right. Okay, that's settled. Let's go back." Alice calmly pulled Yoona toward the cashier. It was getting late, so they should go home as soon as possible, otherwise they wouldn't have any energy the next day.
After more than a thousand years of waiting, the Taiwei Realm, having lost its spiritual essence, gradually declined and fell to a lower-middle-level realm. If, after another thousand years, the spiritual essence still cannot be drawn back, this realm will only be reduced to a lower-level realm, where beasts will be strong and humans weak, ultimately leading to its demise! Just as Jing Yan experienced in his previous life.
Naman sneered, about to mock, but before he could finish speaking, a sudden change occurred. The seemingly indestructible light barrier cracked with a snap.
At this moment, the purple Devouring Sky Insect Cloud had returned and swarmed in, drilling into the cave. However, after hovering inside for a while, they seemed to discover the disappearance of the insect eggs and became flustered, starting to dart around like headless flies.
"Be good, open your mouth." Jing Yan coaxed in a low, husky voice, holding her soft, boneless body tightly. He knew exactly what her physiological reactions were. Knowing that she had no resistance to his deep voice, he deliberately lowered his voice a few decibels, making it sound even more husky and alluring.
The man with the molecular structure turned to look at him, smiled gently, and looked even more like the Mu Yan he remembered.