Driven by Hongtian, the shabby Wuling Hongguang steadily headed towards Jiangbei City.
Fortunately, it was five o'clock in the morning, and there were not many people in the streets and alleys.
Otherwise, if people found out that a dog was driving, it would surely scare a lot of people silly.
Under Nie Qinglan's insistence, An Yi sent her back to Donghai University.
She usually lived on campus.
But at this moment, Nie Qinglan seemed to have suffered some psychological trauma.
An Yi didn't feel right leaving her alone to go back.
He accompanied Nie Qinglan to Donghai University.
Looking at the strange campus, An Yi walked around while visiting and kept exclaiming: "I didn't expect the buildings in Donghai University to be quite distinctive."
Nie Qinglan looked at An Yi in surprise: "Aren't you a sophomore here?"
An Yi coughed lightly: "This is the girls' dormitory area. As an adult man, one generally doesn't come here."
"Oh."
Nie Qinglan looked at him with new respect.
She seemed to have never thought that An Yi could be so gentlemanly.
"Qinglan, what exactly happened?"
An Yi asked in a slightly solemn tone.
Nie Qinglan's body trembled, and she said in a panicked voice: "N, nothing. You're overthinking it."
An Yi said helplessly: "Be good. I'll always stand by your side and be your support."
At that time, Nie Qinglan was so scared that she curled up in the garage. Even if he was stupid, he knew that something big had happened.
As Nie Qinglan was walking, she suddenly began to sob, and tears kept overflowing from her eyes and dropping in big drops.
An Yi stopped and gently hugged Nie Qinglan's delicate body, saying softly: "If you're unhappy, it'll be better if you cry it out."
Nie Qinglan grabbed An Yi with her jade hand and leaned on his chest. Her tears wet his shoulder.
"An Yi, I'm so scared. I'm really so scared. I don't know what to do."
Nie Qinglan sobbed and spoke incoherently, telling her feelings intermittently.
An Yi's face became colder and colder.
After settling Nie Qinglan down, when he came out, it was already dawn.
Looking at the bright sky outside, An Yi felt as if the depression in his heart had been released.
"Boss Nie! What a ruthless guy!"
This uncle was the real villain. Compared with him, An Yi himself was simply a well - behaved citizen with good morals.
However, speaking of it, what exactly was this potion?
It made both Boss Nie and the Paradise Organization so eager for it!
An Yi was curious and took out a bottle from his storage space.
There were originally twelve bottles in total, but it seemed that Shirley had taken one, so now there were eleven bottles left.
The silver - colored flowing liquid didn't let in a single ray of light in the sunlight, just like mercury.
An Yi curiously opened it a little, and a strong smell of blood came out.
"Is this blood?"
An Yi's expression became even more strange, as if he knew something.
No wonder even the system put a question mark on it.
Not to mention in this world, even in the ancient continent, this was a treasure that would drive countless people crazy.
Oh, no wonder Boss Nie valued it so much.
An Yi curled his lips into a smile.
He didn't expect to catch a big fish by accident.
When he reached the school gate.
That unlicensed Wuling Hongguang was still parked there.
There was a bottle of Moli drink on the car roof. Some girls wanted to come over and take a look, but they thought the Wuling Hongguang was too shabby and they couldn't bring themselves to do it.
"Hey, Hong, it's time to go."
An Yi got in the car and woke up Hongtian, who was sleeping and snoring.
"Why did you take so long? I'm starving!"
Hongtian opened his eyes and quickly crawled onto the steering wheel, eager to start: "Sit tight!"
Before he could finish speaking, An Yi grabbed the soul chain and dragged him from the driver's seat to the back seat.
"Who would have a dog driving in broad daylight!" An Yi said and got into the driver's seat himself.
Hongtian mumbled: "Why can't a dog drive? You're discriminating against animals!"
An Yi was too lazy to pay attention to this guy. He looked at Master Jienan in the back seat and asked, "Master, let's go have breakfast first. Do you have any food taboos?"
"The food is secondary. It's mainly about the seasonings."
Master Jienan said with a smile.
They had soy milk and fried dough sticks for breakfast.
The two people and one dog were sitting at a snack stand.
An Yi was so hungry that his stomach was growling. He devoured a pound of fried dough sticks like a whirlwind.
He had stayed up all night last night!
There was fighting and running away, and his physical strength was already completely exhausted.
Hongtian and Master Jienan were very quiet. After a long time, they didn't seem to eat much.
"No way. There's no meat!"
Hongtian chewed on two fried dough sticks. After taking a few bites, he spat them out.
"This plain stuff is for humans? Not even a dog would eat it!"
An Yi finished half a bowl of soy milk in one gulp, glanced at him and said: "Master Jienan is a monk. He can't eat meat."
Master Jienan sighed deeply and reluctantly put down the fried dough stick in his hand, saying seriously: "Actually, I can try meat - containing food."
An Yi: "Damn it!"
This old monk actually liked meat!
They ordered several baskets of meat buns.
Master Jienan and Hongtian gobbled them up.
After breakfast.
An Yi asked: "Master Jienan, what are your plans next?"
"I want to go find my young disciple first."
Master Jienan said: "In recent years, I've heard that he's made it big in Jiangbei City. I'm going to go to him."
"Okay, where is it?" An Yi asked.
It was said that he was asked to guard the gate, but for his villa, one person and one dog were not really needed.
Not even a stray female dog dared to get close within a few miles.
After Master Jienan told the location, An Yi was stunned.
The place he mentioned was Qin Yao's home.
Suddenly, he had a bad feeling.
"Um, is your young disciple Lin Chen?" An Yi asked helplessly.
Master Jienan nodded amiably: "It's indeed him. I once taught him kung fu for three months. Do you know him, benefactor An?"
An Yi coughed lightly and quickly said: "I kind of know him. But it's no use looking for him now. Without accident, he should be in Hong Kong and won't be back for a while."
"Hong Kong. That's so far away."
Master Jienan sighed slightly.
An Yi said: "Do you have any other places to go? You can also come to my place."
Master Jienan seemed to remember something and said reluctantly: "I also know another address. Let's go there. I have two other disciples there. They're working for someone else and it seems they're doing quite well."
"Alright."
An Yi glanced at the map, turned the steering wheel and made a U - turn to head for the destination.
When they arrived at the destination.
An Yi was a bit dumbfounded.
He wondered why the location sounded so familiar. It turned out to be the coordinates of his company building.
As the boss, he was really ashamed that he couldn't even remember the company address.

Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"

u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.

reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia