Chapter 67

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The battle against the Western Demon, the death of the Southern Dragon, and the disappearance of the Lizardmen—this series of sudden events temporarily made Ao Chen forget the deep agony within his soul as he threw himself completely into uncovering the truth behind these occurrences.
The chubby manager wore a grievance-laden expression as he followed closely behind Huang Rong, not even daring to breathe loudly, his face flushed red with suppressed tension.
Seeing that even a trusted confidant and subordinate like Dong Yong had been kicked aside by Dong Xi, the accompanying archer commander realized the gravity of the situation and dared hesitate no longer. He immediately released the longbow in his hand, sending a howling arrow shooting through the air to embed itself firmly atop the city gate.
Ever since Zhang Liao had pledged his allegiance to Cao Cao, he had never particularly stood out, and consequently, Cao Cao had not heavily utilized him.
"Chuckle, it doesn't matter. I think boys should eat heartily like this," Bai Wanru said with a smile.
Hearing Xin's words, Cao Cao let out a long sigh. He looked at Shen Pei, who still held his head high without the slightest intention of surrendering, and felt a conflict in his heart. If he were to force Shen Pei to stay, Xin would undoubtedly harbor secret grievances, leaving him with two strategists full of resentment toward him. On the other hand, executing Shen Pei would at least ensure that Xin could wholeheartedly serve him.
Just at that moment, Hu Tianba's large hand fiercely slammed down upon Yingning's forehead. An invisible current of energy poured from the crown of her head straight into her entire body, sealing off the energy and meridians within her.
Such a matter was naturally something Zhu Jun could not agree to. No matter how peaceful the East was, he still needed to keep his fleet stationed to guard against any unforeseen eventualities. Moreover, Liu Guoxuan was one of the Great Ming's most exceptional naval commanders. Although a few batches of cadets from the naval academy had graduated, it would probably still take another twenty years before they could shoulder major responsibilities.
If his opponent was Heath, then the willpower ring he had just condensed would simply have to take such extraterrestrial strikes in passive submission. His weakened state left him unable to transfer his willpower in time.
"Brother Zhen entrusted Yun'er to you at the very end—will you truly take good care of her?" Wei Chenxi asked.
Zhang Jiawa did not know what these people were discussing here. After entering the room, his whole body finally began to warm up; the heating in here was truly quite nice. Just as he finished taking a shower, Zhang Jiawa received a phone call from Huang Lu.
After all, he was unfamiliar with the local market conditions over there and wanted to hear the opinion of Shangguan Ying, who was a "local" resident.
Yun Jingqi smiled with her eyes narrowed... In her memories, her younger brother had not been in such a good mood for a long time.
Gu Xiaojun's pupils dilated abruptly. Could she really be that formidable? If it truly was Jiang Min, how could she possess such a drug in her possession? And what was the deal with the drug Bai Xiaoxiao had used previously to make dogs go mad? Could the two of them possibly share some connection of which she was unaware?
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"Perhaps," the man said in a low voice. But from his expression, she knew that he didn't actually think that way at all.
Jili's face was swollen on one side, and unable to speak, he struggled in the arms of his wet nurse, Madam Li, trying to comfort his mother. Madam Li held him tightly in a desperate embrace and refused to let go.
Luo Tianhen opened his system inventory, only to discover with embarrassment that he only had seventy thousand crystal coins, whereas Lin Chen required one hundred thousand. As for bargaining with Lin Chen, that was utterly out of the question; that crafty merchant would never cut the price by even a single coin.
Mo Jiuchen clenched the fists hanging at his sides, gazed fixedly at her, slowly turned around, and walked away with heavy footsteps.
His arm was a bloody mess, which looked truly terrifying at first glance. In reality, this was all meticulously measured out by Wu Yue beforehand—the bullet had not damaged any bones and had merely grazed the skin.
Her concession did not signify the end of the romance between her and Yun Jingting, but rather served as a shelter from the bitter cold to nurture a more beautiful life.
The Blood Soldiers finally understood why the various major factions across this continent dreaded this Xiao Kuang—he was simply too mysterious, to the extent that even the profound secrets of the Blood Realm were known to him.
This was only because Yang Xuan resided in the Divine Martial Continent and had high-level figures secretly protecting him behind the scenes; otherwise, Leng Cangfeng would have directly taken action to suppress him.
Ever since his rebirth, looking back along the path he had traversed—whether it was audaciously plunging into the Dark Forest when he was still merely at the Martial Disciple realm, or charging into the Storm Canyon when he was only at the Martial Practitioner stage, whether it was swimming against the current and cleaving his way through all obstacles to reach the summit of the Saint Martial Human Rankings, or attempting to block a million-strong demon army with the strength of a mantis trying to halt a chariot—
However, cultivation geniuses defying the heavens like Lin Yi, Lan Xieao, and Xia Yitian were, after all, only a minority.
All the demon craftsmen were buried within the depths of the mountain, and accompanied by a deafening roar, the Mosuo Temple, which had stood atop the peak, plummeted downwards in a sudden collapse.
With that, a beam of light suddenly emerged from the mobile QQ application, instantly enveloping Ling Yu's entire body.
Suddenly, Lang Si let out a roar. Having lived for so many years, he had experienced countless battles. Although startled by Liu Yifeng's immortal arts, since the other party intended to kill him, how could he foolishly stand by and wait for death?
"If he can't even produce fifteen hundred spirit stones, what reason do I have to produce one thousand?" Tian Ermiao said without looking back.
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Wielding the fierce blade in his hand, he hacked wildly several times toward Elder Han and the others. The terrifying blade Qi, shrouded in a frigid murderous intent, instantly cut down numerous white-robed workers.
Just as Payne was about to grab Chu Qianqian, Wu Liu squeezed Payne's hand. Strangely enough, the moment Wu Liu grabbed Payne's hand, Payne became completely paralyzed and unable to move at all, no matter how hard he tried.
As soon as I stepped outside, I was dumbfounded. Qi Lin had collapsed inside the tent, the contents inside had been ransacked into a chaotic mess, and Chen Ermao had vanished without a trace.
Yet Hua Jiutian seemed to possess foreknowledge, consistently making the appropriate responses precisely when the disciples of Qingyun Manor were about to make a move.
A fierce wind had been howling for an entire day, and its lingering might was still at play, filling the vast fields with an air of bitter chill.
There was no right or wrong to this; it was just that the sudden sensation of a camera flash made him fear hitting the headlines once again. However, for ordinary faces, paparazzi would surely have to apply mosaic blurring.
At this moment, Yun Jinming was also pondering: how on earth had the master of the Heavenly Gate connected with the Mu family eight years ago?
In the mirror, the flesh on my face twitched uncontrollably, just like a madman's. What was most chilling was that I could not even feel my own face moving.
At this moment, Long Yichen was not thinking about studying spirit arrays at all, but rather was thinking about his mother.
"Of course I wouldn't dare. Junior Brother Jitian, please never speak of such unsightly matters to me again; I feel embarrassed just hearing about it." Luo Yinshuan shivered violently from being pinched and flatly refused.
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