Thirty-six. Thirty-six.

The Wang Group must have truly provoked the Young Master this time; otherwise, the usually mild-mannered Young Master would never have been so furious as to declare that the Wang Group must be destroyed.

Although she had been under Qin Chuan’s protection for the past four years, she knew that she spent most of her time alone with Dou Dou.

Dark Elves are an anomaly among the natural races, possessing both natural and malevolent traits. Their adaptability is remarkable, allowing them to survive in the dark netherworld without any external assistance.

However, Tang Tianlin’s Tai Chi was different from that of ordinary people. While Tai Chi appeared gentle to everyone else, from Tang Tianlin’s perspective, it contained an indomitable, fierce energy that felt truly unstoppable.

He had brought Dou Ding back to China for the sole purpose of finding the legendary divine physician "Cicada Shell" to treat him.

His heavy breathing, the familiar scent clinging to him, and the rhythm of his heartbeat once again enveloped her, intoxicating her.

But consciousness layers and emotional essences are intangible, ethereal forms of will; without a spiritual imprint to anchor them, they cannot manifest in physical reality.

Though she knew she was formidable, this was the first time he had witnessed it firsthand. Unlike her usual self, she now wore a slight frown, her expression calm, exuding a unique temperament and charm.

He continued to disguise himself as a weakling, projecting an aura of frailty that made it impossible for others to gauge his true depth.

It was not as if he hadn't instructed Uncle He on how to respond should Gu Man ask about the child.

Wang Yizhen had seen the scene clearly at the time, and upon hearing this, her eyes wandered, lost in thought.

As he stood up, Lin Tianxu’s heart had already calmed. Since his cover was blown, a bloody battle was inevitable, and learning of Liu Xunqian’s whereabouts was an unexpected gain.

"Is this the legendary Vermilion Fruit? Does this mean I’m going to be rich?" Min’s expression was dazed, as if he hadn't yet processed the reality of the situation.

Eight full years had passed since the year Charlie graduated from college and led nearly a thousand people deep underground.

Everywhere were traces of habitation; despite being kept tidy, the air was heavy with the smell of mold.

Before long, a trail of white light points rose from the iron chain, transforming into a stream of light that vanished into the center of her brow.

The previous scene had been far too brutal, and Yan Xiangnuan lacked confidence in her own judgment. She preferred to be safe than sorry, and visiting her parents' home could wait a day or two; she just hoped Chen Qianru would heed her warning.

The two walked one after the other, Su Ting taking the lead, then Cai Mei’er, neither willing to fall behind the other.

Blood sprayed violently as his chest collapsed. Brother Kun stared at Xu Qingyun, his lips trembling, blood gurgling out like a fountain, unable to utter a word.

Furthermore, Yang Yuwei’s skills were not particularly refined, so it was only natural that her embroidery was slow.

I swallowed the fragrant white porridge she had cooked for me and shook my head. Even without comparison, I felt she was superior; beyond her inherent qualities, she held a unique place in my heart.

As their bodies collided, the terrifying chill caused frost to instantly crystallize on Xu Hao’s shoulders. An ordinary person would have lost control, turning as stiff as a corpse.

Exhausted from the turmoil, I decided to sleep and leave these thoughts for later; I would study the matter when I had more energy in the morning.

At this moment, twenty or thirty people were gathered in the hall, including Master Wang, Liu Yidao, and members of White Deer Ridge and Flying Clouds Palace.

The silent bloodshed and cruelty extended not only to them but to any person or beast approaching the east of the city.

Then, I watched as she took medicine from the drawer beneath the vanity and swallowed it with water.

In the blink of an eye, the descending immortal birds transformed into human form. The Phoenix Empress held a burning precious sword, her shout echoing across the wilderness.

He was ordinary, seemingly introverted and shy, with dark skin and average height, lowering his head timidly as if he had done something wrong.

Then, a vast surge of energy erupted within the formation, crashing directly into the crumbling mountain-protecting demon array of Sky Demon Peak.

However, after the divine war known as the "Heavenly Change" occurred, over ninety percent of life in the world vanished, and the strength of the human race was severely diminished. The arrays and connections between the Big Dipper and the Ziwei star regions were severed, and more importantly, the spatial coordinates of the Big Dipper were lost.

Xu Qiuyue didn't really care about this; they were merely using each other. Her intention was to have the players help her establish a modern industrial system.

But fearing that Chen Mo might be dissatisfied with her performance, she looked up at him nervously, as if terrified he might say she was still far from good enough.

She was deeply skeptical of Jiang Chao’s words, and she couldn't even fathom why Zi Feng had agreed to let him provide treatment.

The villa was brightly lit, surrounded by heavily armed guards. Various luxury cars were parked along the roads nearby, and the officers patrolling the perimeter were all dressed in camouflage and carrying firearms.

A significant number of people had witnessed his ruthless side when he opened fire without mercy, so they preferred not to engage with him to avoid inviting trouble.

Returning to the subject, Jiang Yunsheng reverted to the appearance of a boy-next-door, a stark contrast to his demeanor while threatening the Crow Taoist.

The man had green eyes and an effeminate air, with mottled scales faintly visible beneath his robes.

In front of the grand hall, "Zhong Wuxiang" and the leaders of the King-Protecting Army were waiting to welcome Li Wu. After exchanging pleasantries, both parties entered the hall to take their seats.

"Why is Director Wang here tonight?" Huang Lei asked, pretending ignorance as he looked toward Wang Zhengyu in the camera crew.

At this moment, judging by the appearance of the Flowing Gold Venerable, he had clearly borrowed power from Fang Dongfeng and was finally ready to engage in a life-or-death battle with Xian Jingyue.

According to custom, Li Hongyuan took Jing Wan to the Jade Essence Palace first to pay respects to Noble Consort Su, who was currently hosting a lively gathering.

This barrier had been set by A Tao while she was asleep; it could repel gods and immortals above, and demons and ghosts below. They could neither enter nor leave.

However, for some unknown reason, conditions later arose that formed a rough stone, enveloping it within.

When Ning Jinxin heard her say that "he is one of our own," his heart leaped with joy. He couldn't help but look at her with deep affection, but unexpectedly met Shen Bingrao’s gaze. Ning Jinxin felt his mind explode; his handsome, fair face flushed instantly, red to the tips of his ears.