Chapter 37: The Lei Family

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As a video game adapted into a television series, "Chinese Paladin" inherently possessed a great deal of popularity.
"Why are you still awake?" Zhou Ranran was a stubborn one; ignoring Xia Peizhi’s question, she simply asked her own.
A blast of internal energy sliced through the air in an arc, landing precisely on Sha Tongtian’s forehead and cracking his skull open on the spot. His corpse fell into the Yellow River, staining a stretch of the water red.
After finishing breakfast, Shen Huajin lay on a daybed to soak up the sun. In the faint morning light, she felt a warmth in her heart. The plague was showing signs of improvement, and she hoped they would be able to return to the capital soon. She wondered how Qingzhi was doing and if Mo Qingqing had given her any trouble after she left.
Moreover, that was merely a single condensed lotus petal, yet it had easily killed a Spirit Fire Realm cultivator.
"Does it hurt? Should I call the imperial physician?" Shen Huajin gripped his hand tightly, intending to let go and call for help, but he stopped her.
On the arena stage, Niu Shaopeng had already manifested his martial soul: a Green-Veined Water Buffalo, a soul beast with thick skin and flesh, rumored to possess a trace of the Azure Bull Python’s bloodline.
On the other side, Ao, the "Byakugan Killer" who had sworn to become a hero of the Hidden Mist Village, had arrived on horseback and entered the Mizukage’s palace.
In his view, as long as Sasuke left the Hidden Leaf and came under his control, everything in the future would be easy to manage.
Accompanied by a shrill whistling sound, every time he appeared, a large number of Naruto’s shadow clones were shattered and vanished.
With her cultivation level at only the first stage of Qi Refining, let alone sealing the Primordial Demon’s remains alone, she would likely perish before even getting close to the seal—like a single drop of water falling into a parched desert, utterly helpless.
She did not understand why the rabbit, which constantly spoke of running away and was usually cunning and cowardly, had not only failed to flee this time but had actually stepped in front of the fox.
Seeing the bright yellow robes of Zhu Yuanzhang, the surrounding crowd hurriedly cleared a path for him.
Qin Peng had not seen Duanmu Ya for many days. The members of the Demon Sect had appeared at the Summer Resort several times, but each time they became the target of public criticism, suffering the heaviest losses.

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However, one could mix their own drinks here, which felt quite nice. But what if she mixed something that Yi Hanxi didn't like to drink?
The foreign realms had long speculated that the reshaping of the Sixth Heaven was not the work of a single creature, but the combined effort of multiple powerhouses.
Leaving Tan Lang and Po Jun to exchange glances and bitter smiles, they instantly transformed into two beams of heaven-reaching divine light and departed.
"Madam Pei?!" Duanmu Ya’s eyes widened, her expression a mix of disbelief and extreme excitement.
After dismantling the complex arrays and destroying the cave dwelling, Li Qing took the six-year-old fifth-generation Yingzi and headed east.
Something strange happened: ripples like water appeared on the surface of the Magic Mirror. Gradually, a withered, gaunt arm reached out, gripping the frame, followed by the owner's withered and hideous head emerging from the Mirror of Erised.
Generally speaking, a person who has lost their soul will suffer from mental instability, and most can only live for a few years. If one does not die immediately after losing a soul, it is usually because it is the Earth Soul that has been lost; if it were the Life Soul, one would not survive more than three days.
At that time, Madam Song had not yet come up with the whimsical idea of playing matchmaker for the two of them. They were still purely like siblings, friendly and respectful, and very close.
"Pfft, even my mom and husband can't arrange everything for me, how could you? Alright, let's go, or it'll be tomorrow again!" Having said that, Wu Ling'er gently patted Huang Yue, urging it to run toward Bai Qi’s territory.
While holding the child, Mu Sha rummaged through her tattered backpack, unable to see anything, and could only rely on her sense of touch to identify the items.
"I knew it! When Uncle Qingying caught it to show me last time, I thought it was beautiful and wanted to keep it, but Uncle Qingying said the snake was too venomous to be a pet and wouldn't let me." Speaking of this, Yun Ling'er felt a bit discouraged, as if she had lost her most precious toy.
The seating arrangement for tonight was, from left to right: Xia Shi, Xia Mulan, Xia Luokui, herself, and Rou Rou. She sat next to Xia Luokui because Xia Shi and Xia Mulan would only eat things that Xia Luokui had touched. That was why she had poisoned the juice bottle Xia Luokui had poured from, which was sitting right in front of them, before serving it to them.
She wondered how he was doing now. Was he adapting to life in the Northwest? Had he gained or lost weight? Was he looking at the sun rising and setting under the same sky, missing her too?
This old hospital had only this building left; as for the other structures, no one knew when they had collapsed, not to mention things like the morgue, which had long since been buried under weeds after collapsing.

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Instantly, Shu Jingrong, who had looked indifferent just a moment ago, saw her eyes light up. She looked at Qiushui with interest and curiosity, waiting to hear what would come next.
The Heavenly Demon who had traded a punch with her was shocked. He felt a numbing pain in his hand, and if it weren't for the fact that there was absolutely no spiritual energy surging from his opponent, he would have suspected that she had also regained her spiritual power.
Having entered high school, Xiaoxiao was at the age where boys begin to mature. In just two years, his height had shot up to 1.8 meters, and his voice had begun to deepen. His deep eyes were like a calm ocean, containing a soul-stirring power.
Moreover, Luo Qiang’s ribs were fractured, and he could not move freely; otherwise, worsening his injuries would be no laughing matter.
Because of Si Jingyu’s presence in Ye Huian’s home, almost all the furniture had been replaced, making the ordinary two-bedroom apartment look exceptionally exquisite and cozy.
She held her breath for fear of disturbing Young Master He, and she did not blink, fearing she might miss a single detail.
"Yeah..." In the night, Shen Mochen sighed helplessly, which could barely be considered a response to Taozi’s words.
Old Cheng did not know about Tang Yan’s undercover experience. Back then, deep in the mountains, the only thing he had learned from the drug traffickers was how to clear mines and dismantle bombs.
Muttering these two names, Luo Xingcen suddenly felt an urge to write something down.
Just when she thought she was going to die, the man loosened his grip. She opened her mouth to gasp for air, her gaze toward the man filled with infinite sorrow.
Yun Wanhua stroked the Remnant Goose Sword expressionlessly, feeling the slight vibration emanating from it.