56 Older Brother
"Why are you here?" Lu Hai asked with an ingratiating smile, hurriedly inviting her over to sit opposite him.
Regardless of any speculations, it was at least an undeniable fact that the Chamber of Commerce was planning a major move.
As soon as Ye Shaojie put down his meal tray, Tang Zhichao pulled him over with an excited expression, as if he had just discovered some monumental good news.
"Second Young Master, please hand over your spatial artifact and leave your weapons behind," the palace guards said, blocking Ling Feng.
When Heaven takes something away from you, it will surely bestow something else in return. Although Xueqing had lost her cognitive faculties, her intuition had heightened. When Ling Feng embraced her, she could feel his breath—warm and fresh, which she found deeply comforting and made her feel at ease by his side.
"You must be happy!" Yanzi dropped this remark and dashed back behind the cameraman. Inside the camera frame, only Ning Meixuan and I remained.
Mr. Yu's choice of words while recounting the matter earlier had deliberately emphasized that "the Third Master was not intentionally sent to the capital by the Lord," aiming to prevent deepening the rift between the father and son. However, Yu Zhenran's utterly indifferent expression left him thoroughly defeated, and he could only let out a deep, dark sigh.
"Alright," I responded to Jiang Weiwei and walked toward the bathroom. Jiang Weiwei's complexion looked much better today than in the previous few days; her pale face had regained a hint of rosy color, and the dark circles under her eyes were not as severe as before. It was estimated that in a couple of days, she would return to her former appearance.
Shen Zhan's gaze drifted downward, landing right on the delicate skin exposed at her slightly open collarline, as well as the soft curves heaving gently with her rapid breathing.
When Shen Luo arrived at the Second Madam's courtyard, the Second Madam saw that her complexion had improved significantly and finally set her mind at ease.
Wang Yang tested Qianmian, but the latter proved to be completely watertight. Unfortunately, Qianmian did not understand Yan Bizhou's personality, or rather, Qianmian could never have imagined that even though Yan Bizhou was Wang Yang's subordinate, their dynamic was more like that of brothers.
"Blood Ganoderma?" Lu Siyao thought that just from the name alone, it ought to be much more precious than ordinary Ganoderma.
After a long while, he finally snapped out of his trance. Gazing upstairs, he stood up and walked directly toward the upper level.
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It was currently summer, and the rural roads were flanked by fields or vegetable plots on either side. At night, it was entirely normal for snakes to crawl across the road from one side to the other.
"You're too polite, Brother Shen," I said, immediately hailing a taxi and rushing toward Li Hong's home. At this moment, Shen Jianguo sat beside me, weeping continuously. He wept with a profound sense of helplessness, and I could fully understand his state of mind at that moment.
On the way back, neither Xiao Ai nor I brought up Yu Xin again. Because compared to the misfortunes Yu Xin had suffered, there were also many pending issues between us, and since everything ultimately had to reach a conclusion, we truly lacked the mood to discuss others before our own outcome was decided.
Since the Old Master had spoken, Tang Wuxin and the others could no longer object even if they wanted to, and could only sit aside to listen to how the matter unfolded.
Indeed, even after seizing half of the Heaven-Bestowed Stone and nearly half of the Immortal Emperor's power, the two sides were still evenly matched, and neither could do anything to the other.
Ten blazing dragons collided fiercely with the golden sword shadows. Orange flames and golden sword Qi consumed one another in a clash of the profound truths of Gold and Fire—a contest of spiritual power and ultimate techniques.
More importantly, Baili Le was a guest elder of the Seven Stars Sect, and it was even rumored that he would participate in the Taoist Grand Assembly under the Seven Stars Sect's banner. Because of this, in the eyes of these Seven Stars Sect disciples, Baili Le was considered one of their own.
Beneath the city wall, rows of newly trained dwarf magitech gunners and Black Stone Town spearmen stood in two orderly, neat formations. Alan stood at the very front of the formation, facing the troops appearing on the distant horizon.
He could feel the other party's firmness and overbearing nature. Under such circumstances, unless he could win, it was certain he would get nothing out of him.
This time, the target unexpectedly turned out to be the two personal bodyguards of the God of Wealth from the Hung Hing Group: Devious Earth and Fiendish Heaven.
Furthermore, the floor tiles beneath his feet shattered one after another, and in the blink of an eye, Momoi Hachiro was forced to the edge of the ring.
Allowing the Demon Palace and the Demon Lord to linger on in a state of barely surviving—maintaining just enough status to "not be wiped out by demon spirits"—served two purposes: on one hand, it diverted the demon spirits' energy, and on the other hand, it kept the Demon Lord much more docile.
However, the Spider King and Black Scorpion King were extraordinarily ferocious and highly venomous, so the group did not dare to charge forward rashly. Moreover, they could not let the two insect monsters get close, as that would be quite dangerous.
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Li Chensha held the crystal core in his palm and began to visualize the sun and the Golden Crow. Deeping his visualization, every single thread of flame within the sun became more vivid, the temperature rose, and the abstruse patterns on the Golden Crow gradually cleared up.
I pushed away that magnified handsome face slightly. He was holding me too tightly, and I could not break free for a moment.
Su Bei and Qi Luo looked around, realizing they probably couldn't sleep directly on the ground, and finally had no choice but to climb up a tree. I used the rope obtained during the rescue of the divine beast to tie myself securely to a fork in the tree branch so that I wouldn't fall off while fast asleep, and Su Bei and Qi Luo quickly followed suit. We spent the entire night up in the tree.
"Then what are you? Could it be that you are my Xiangmei?" A mixture of curiosity and hesitant joy welled up in my heart.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Demon-Damaging Whip at his waist burst with golden light, imbued with immortal energy, and lashed directly toward him. Jige failed to react in time and was struck on the shoulder by the whip. His clothes tore all the way to his chest, and trickles of blood seeped out, staining his white robe crimson.
Ling Changfeng had already exerted every ounce of his strength, channeling all his spiritual power to protect his back while simultaneously twisting his torso sideways, hoping to minimize the impact of the opponent's palm strike.
Yang Changgui's face flushed red with anger. He shoved Li Shi aside and began gathering the firewood he had split. Unable to bear Li Shi's endless nagging and unreasonable fuss, he decided to finish up the firewood and head out.
The sky grew dim, and movement stirred in the woods below once more. The vampire soldiers were preparing to hit the road again, and startled birds flushed from the canopy, accompanied by a chorus of irrepressible wolf howls echoing in the distance.
Driven by restlessness, she entered the spatial realm, took off her heavy coat, and began practicing her routines. Only when she was utterly exhausted and her mind had completely quieted down did she absorb the energy crystals. Tired to the extreme, Jiuge lay on the ground, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
"Sister, I'm fine. Look, I've got the antidote." Jiang Yunshu's eye rims were slightly red, and struggling to hold back her tears, she pressed the antidote into Jiang Yunwan's hands, forcing a faint smile to hide the soreness in her heart.
He seemed to be hinting at something. Wei Hailian understood instantly, nodded, and watched Kang Fanni without saying another word.
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