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"Alright, then your son will go over. I suppose Dad will at most put on airs, lecture me, and vent his anger to let off some steam. As a filial son, sometimes one must make sacrifices." He Jingxuan hardened his heart. So be it, who told him to be the only child? There really was no one else to act as this punching bag.

When Fang Huairhan and Zhou Tong heard that the teleportation fee was twenty-five billion spiritual stones per trip, and that was just for a one-way ticket, it was a far cry from the ten billion spiritual stones they had inquired about previously. A round trip would add up to the same price as the cross-realm teleportation array in the Tushita Immortal Realm of the past.

"Hehe, have a good time, Master Lu. This old man will go find somewhere to rest first," Tang Jianjun said with a smile.

That's right, "Pure Man" was Ban Mu's gaming nickname, something Ban Ming had inwardly despaired over with black lines on his forehead in the past.

Such a violent anomaly in the heavens and earth naturally attracted quite a few sea monsters, and even some rogue cultivators from nearby islands.

As for the other two great starry skies, the Demon Realm starry sky and the Ghost Realm starry sky, although they did not participate in the actions of the Asuras, Zhao Junlin temporarily spared them. However, under his towering and terrifying might, the two great starry skies had already bowed in submission and assisted him in annihilating the Asura Realm starry sky.

Precisely because it was too astonishing, they were unwilling to believe that Ying Wushuang, who had only been cultivating for half a month, could achieve top grades in all three categories.

Many of the immortals standing slightly closer had the bones all over their bodies creaking audibly from the pressure, and they hurriedly retreated.

He Jingxuan and the others left some loose silver pieces under the tree where the raft was tied as payment for the raft. After all, if the owner discovered the raft was missing tomorrow, seeing the silver would at least make them feel a bit happier; this money was enough to buy three more rafts.

Yuan Xing returned to the hotel, took a shower, and was getting ready for sleep when a knock came from outside the door.

After about the time it takes for a single breath, Liu Qing withdrew his gaze, his figure flickering as he arrived at a spot a short distance away from Night Blade and the two others.

"Brother Night!" Hearing Night Blade's words, Gusu Chen felt a surge of anxiety and hurriedly pulled at Night Blade's sleeve, sending a voice transmission.

Murong Xin asked with concern. Ever since the two of them met, Chu Tianyu had never suffered such severe internal injuries. This time, in order to protect them, he was heavily wounded.

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"Enter combat mode, change formation. Frigates protect the medical ships and carriers, and attack ships form up and fly in the front," Duan Qiu immediately issued the command.

Su Zimo nodded. Actually, the other person's voice was quite good; under normal conditions, she might have achieved a decent score.

"I don't know the exact size, but just as a chief of staff, his guard force alone is a regiment. Judging by that, it's at least at the army level or higher," Yuan Xing said with a chuckle.

Ignoring the man's frantic and hoarse pleas for mercy completely, Gugu Lama waved his hand, and the monks on either side dragged him out. In the process, they inevitably brushed against his severed arm, wringing even more agonizing shrieks from him.

Chen Jing told him that she was the Wushan Mountain Goddess who used to pass through Dragon Evil Gorge. The giant red shrimp was greatly startled and said, "So it's her. I'll go get acquainted with her again." With that, it plunged back into the water and vanished.

Chen Jing did not care about these things. In his heart, people of the past were ultimately people of the past; the world would not move backward. What was gone was gone, and to live again was to become a new person. Countless living beings were born every day in this world; what did it matter if a few people from the past reappeared?

Huo Liancheng's stern eyes turned sharp, his pale lips pressed into a thin line. He bent down and hunched over once more, reaching out to pat his back shoulder.

After humoring Fang Shaobin for a while, Jiang Wenlun claimed he had matters to attend to and took his leave. Once Jiang Wenlun departed straight away, the expression on his face gradually turned somewhat solemn.

This kind of thread was hollow and fine—thicker than ordinary cotton thread, yet thinner than wool. It was crystal-clear and exceptionally beautiful.

Ma Huanzhang led the crowd from Huba Rock on the east side of the temple straight toward a thatched hut halfway up the mountain. The thatched hut was built against the cliff, facing south with three bays, utilizing wicker fences for walls and paving the path with gravel.

"Hehe, what a good story. Weren't you tired making this up?" Jiang Seng gave a dry laugh. He was no fool; trying to fool someone with this kind of tale was only good for idiots.

It was just that at that time, she was not yet twenty years old on her household registration book, so no matter how much she wanted to, she had no way to truly obtain a marriage certificate with Pei Xiuqi.

Behind her, Gu Qingcheng likewise gazed at Mei Xin on the bed, listening to her calling out for her husband name by name, her heart churning with turbulent emotions.

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Gu Qingcheng looked at the man. Although she very much wished not to leave with him, she knew clearly that if this man truly wanted to take her away, there was simply no stopping him.

Gu Qingcheng's gaze finally landed on the cruciform gallows, just as the frame was covered by a large piece of black cloth.

The next moment, she yanked the Xirou Sword from the thick withered grass beneath her, raising her hand to unleash the most ferocious Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique.

"So that's how it is," Consort Xian said indifferently, her gaze still fixed sharply on Yin Xue, as if trying to see through her thoughts.

Yueyao's expression also changed, and she asked hurriedly, "Did you not tell Your Highness that Kexin and Brother Min exchanged engagement cards yesterday?" It just so happened that someone had been asked to pick an auspicious date, and yesterday was a particularly propitious day, so the two families had exchanged their betrothal cards.

Gao Jingzong was quite speechless. Feng Lei was a pure soldier, not a politician. Soldiers only calculated victory and defeat, whereas politicians needed to weigh gains and losses. Everyone was willing to add flowers to a brocade, but very few were willing to provide charcoal in the snow. Murong Chen defending Juye was far from a total loss, so he certainly wouldn't stubbornly defend it just to fulfill the Governor of Yanzhou.

Wukong merely replied, "Master, they are my brothers from the past. I can persuade them to leave, but I will never drive them away!" Having said that, Wukong turned away in a huff and walked over to stand beside the Insect Demon King and the Rat Demon King.

In the future, if... she married into the Bai family, then Bai Yiting would be Zhou Bo's brother-in-law. From then on, every word and action of his would probably no longer be as willful as it was now; wouldn't he be completely at the mercy of her bullying?

"Husband, aren't you going to check why they couldn't get the treasure?" Charming Fox asked him.

After bathing, Yueyao looked at the garments placed nearby: a red bodice, red undergarments, red outer robes, and red embroidered shoes. From head to toe, everything was completely red.

Their gazes met. One had recovered her gentle and graceful demeanor, while the other had also regained his calm and noble poise.

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