Volume 1, Chapter 37: The Vanishing Woman (16)

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Ye Qing arched her brows. Empress Xu was using her to strike a blow at Ye Huangange; it seemed Consort Ye had not appeared for many days.
The elevator doors opened, and nearly fifty tall, sturdy men in black tight-fitting clothes, wearing sunglasses and military boots, walked into the restaurant.
Su Mo was actually quite conflicted. If she wanted to go out for a walk, she would certainly have to trouble the driver for a ride, as this area was quite remote.
Though she could not see, her formidable soul power remained. Fiora’s figure moved abruptly, evading the strike by a hair’s breadth, but the next moment, the sound of flesh being torn echoed. With a soft "pfft," a flash of light violently slashed Fiora’s left arm.
In the castle hall, Wei Anning took the skincare products and handed them to Aunt Wu, asking her to take them back to the room. She sat down next to Leng Youchen, while Gong Ting took his seat on the single sofa opposite them.
Today, all the contestants wore formal attire representing their respective countries, and the tense atmosphere intensified suddenly.
Moving rapidly, Riven followed by Fiora’s side, looking at the right hand that was no longer under her control, and asked.
After living at the Qingxian Sect for several days, Su Mei went from her initial shock to later dragging Yun Ya to the Hall of Precious Treasures every day to loiter, as if she could never tire of watching.
"Young man, I did not travel all this way just to listen to your double-talk. If I did not have absolute certainty, I would not have come personally to demand someone from you. Answer me, where is my grandson?" the old man said sternly once again.
Old Madam Tao subsequently sent people to purchase ingredients, preparing to host a lavish dinner to entertain them.
At this moment, Mo Liu’s body had not yet recovered, and with so many skeletons gathering around, he was in extreme danger.
This was merely a power struggle between the elite, yet in the end, it was the common people who suffered.
Alas! The gap was too vast. The spectators outside the arena sighed in unison, unable to bear watching such a lopsided contest.

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So that was it; without even realizing it, he had become a pillar of the human race in the vast expanse, and even the hope for the future of humanity!
The fisherman was stifled. He knew he dared not argue with Cui Lian, who could catch a bamboo pole with his bare hands, so he had to slink back into the pit, bowing his head to scoop the fish into his basket.
After the Drunken Immortal Pavilion announced the official start of the exchange meet, the circular stone chamber fell into silence, with no one making a move for a time.
"Greetings, Senior Brother. I am a new disciple. May I ask where Senior Brother Lu is?" Lin Tianxuan asked the man in blue robes in a calm tone.
Suddenly, from the distant heavens, three auras as deep as the ocean emerged. The bells of Wuyang Temple rang eight times, echoing across every peak, and in an instant, incense smoke began to rise from everywhere.
Although he still harbored a desire to maintain the current peace among everyone, seeing the Yin-Li Ghost Path act in such a manner, he knew his hopes were destined to come to naught.
Lin Tianxuan’s action of steadying his sword was very gentle, as if he were caressing a lover, yet his eyes were devoid of emotion, cold and frozen like frost and snow in the twelfth lunar month.
Under this pressure, the thousands of Taiyi Immortal Sect disciples and Nameless and the others were all terrified, falling to their knees in submission.
His large Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, and as he set down his can of beer, he looked at me with an icy gaze.
Suddenly, at that moment, Jiang Feng felt a tremendous gust of wind rushing toward him. The Divine Eagle let out two strange cries; his spiritual perception was exceedingly sharp.
The entrance to the dog training ground was a pitch-black iron gate. A doorbell hung on the gate. Kou Feng flashed a toothy grin, walked over, and pressed it hard twice.
"Second Brother, among our lot, the two of us are the closest to you. We follow you wherever you go, but... well, just don’t lead us brothers into a pit," one of the two brothers said to the yellow-haired man in all seriousness.
"Plop—" The tears he had been holding back finally fell to the ground, the sound crisp and audible.

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"The relationship between Master Wei and Master Leopard back then wasn’t so simple... do you understand?" He smiled, giving me a meaningful look.
Yun Ye refused to believe it and swung his sword again with all his might, but the result remained the same; that eerie demonic energy once again devoured the Qinglian sword aura.
"Yue’er has been much quieter since she married the Prince," Yang Shu remarked, noticing that Shui Mingyue had not said much.
Shui Mingyue hummed to herself as she bathed, and soon after, once she had finished and dressed, she walked out.
Of course, they would not abandon the second counter-offensive plan. The launch base was chosen on an island near the equator, and components for the interstellar missiles had already been secretly transported from various countries for assembly. Only the primary wormhole device still required calibration, and this would not require the Alchemy Star to send people to assist.
Lü Xuan had his own judgment of Zhang Chaozhong’s strength. To be honest, he was powerful. If this were a real fight, one could not expect to see it end within thirty or fifty moves.
Looking outward again, a few monsters were wandering five or six meters away. It was only then that Luo Ran realized his pickaxe had dropped; it was lying on the ground. This was a disaster—without it, how could he complete the mission? His lost experience level would have been for nothing.
Just as Li Chengqian had analyzed, Du Yu himself saw the opportunity for the Great Tang amidst this disaster—the chance to win over the hearts of the people in the Western Regions.
"This... General, your subordinate is unconvinced. Why must you draw away half of my men?" Yuan Shu said, his face turning red upon hearing this, his tone full of resentment and confusion.
If he insisted on returning, Guan Xiaojun might not stop him, but he would certainly be marginalized in the future. Zhang Yongsheng, Wang Yongsheng, and Li Yongsheng would be supported by Guan Xiaojun to continue his plans.
"Although that isn’t exactly a kind word, Sword Greedy, you truly are not qualified to obtain the Peerless Good Sword!" Just as the Sword Demon finished speaking, Duan Lang arrived from the other side, clutching the Fire Scale Sword.