Volume 1, Chapter 49: Attending the Banquet

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"What?"
Hearing this, Qi Wuxie was instantly frozen in place.
Upon hearing this, Hua Qingqing's face immediately showed a flash of anxiety and incomprehension: "Grandpa, what... what are you talking about?"
Miraculous Physician Hua sighed, grabbed Hua Qingqing's hand, and said, "When I go back this time, I don't know if I'll ever be able to come out again."
"If you go back with me, they certainly won't let you leave."
"Grandpa!"
Hua Qingqing's eyes instantly turned red.
Qi Wuxie frowned, hearing the implication that there might be other reasons behind Miraculous Physician Hua's words.
"Elder Hua, if there is anything you need help with, just say the word," Qi Wuxie said.
Miraculous Physician Hua shook his head.
"No need, this..."
Zhou Anran swept the floor absentmindedly, still unconsciously pondering why he was so unhappy today.
Feeling the abundant magic power within his beast source and a surge of strength in his body, Lu Feng opened Revelation and scanned himself.
As for Lin Yuxin's parents, they were played by two teachers from the Central Academy of Drama—the very two that Tian Youliang had sent in earlier.
At this moment, Xiao Sheng's entire body was surging with earth-type spiritual power, and all the flying sand and yellow soil across the city were swirling upward under his control, gradually forming tens of thousands of arrows.
"Don't be so impatient, Uncle Ding. Since you aren't leaving either, it means you also have your eyes on these thirty million. Let's talk slowly," Wu Zhiwei said with a smile.
A dagger suddenly plunged into the lower back of a low-health healer, who collapsed to the ground before even having time to scream.
"Brother Qing, have you reached an agreement with Brother Kun?" Seeing Di Qing return, Tang Shi'er quickly stepped forward to ask.

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Besides, how could he not know what his nephew meant? Making a fortune was just an excuse; the real purpose—well, Empress Xu understood it in her heart, otherwise, she wouldn't have gone.
The next second, Zhou Anran crashed into a fresh-scented embrace, narrowly avoiding that electric bicycle.
The excruciating pain immediately turned Bamboo Leaf Qing's eyes angrily red. It turned around, eager to bite Lu Feng, inject its venom into his body, and perish together with him.
Moreover, in Qingfeng City, opposing such a major figure could very well result in going against every single organization in the entire Qingfeng City.
"Would Young Master Ye please consider whether you truly didn't obtain anything inside?" Xiang Yue looked at Ye Yu with a trace of pleading in her eyes; it seemed this item was genuinely important to her.
Su Yu took the newspaper and glanced at it, but the massive headline immediately caused his two sharp eyebrows to furrow.
"Apologize." If a single meal plus two words of apology could coax her into a good mood, I could only say I had burned incense in my past life and felt immensely grateful.
After listening to Huang Zhen's explanation, the Suzaku Clan Chief fell deep into thought, involuntarily pondering to herself.
"I think it's more appropriate for you, Elder, to enter this room. You possess the highest cultivation level among us; besides you, who else is qualified for this task?" Those adept at reading facial expressions immediately began to flatter the old man, speaking with fawning obsequiousness.
Zhang Ma gave an awkward smile, naturally understanding his boss's intention, and made this gesture to ease the atmosphere.
Xia Ran subconsciously closed her eyes, her fine eyelashes resembling a moving dashed line, and her pale fingers still clutching his collar.
Originally, Murong Zhuangya and Elder Lin intended to force the Heavenly Phoenix World-Suppressing Stele out of Wenren Muling's body and forcibly seize it.
Not only were his clothes and armor covered in burn marks, but the fair skin exposed to the air—his face and thighs—was also riddled with scrapes and burns.
Looking at Luna, who was sleeping with her face turned to the side like a child, Wang Yao could not help but smile as he leaned in, his lips gently brushing against her slightly chubby cheeks.
At this moment, I hugged Yiyi and pushed the door open. The interior was hazy like a fairyland, and I almost choked to death inside.
I believe that not only me, but anyone who heard this result would find it unacceptable. What kind of nonsense is this? How could someone perfectly normal do such an extreme thing? Furthermore, Wu Feng is already out of his mind with restricted physical mobility. Even if this conclusion were established, how on earth could he have accomplished it? I couldn't stop shaking my head.
"The Huaxia Theater looks quite like a Chinese restaurant. In a little over a month, the Oscars will hold their award ceremony here again."
At that moment, however, Wang茵 spoke, looking at me with a mocking expression, "You're not saying it because you're wary of Dakai, aren't you? Heh!" As she spoke, the girl's gaze shifted to Dakai. Dakai was covered in blood, but his eyes were open now. When he saw Wang茵, he smiled, but his smile was accompanied by tears.
I suppose if we told anyone this now, nobody would believe it: someone actually managed to bite the king of dogs, a Tibetan Mastiff, into submission. Damn it, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't even dare to imagine it.

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Looking at this brief sentence, I felt a deep warmth and happiness, as if I no longer needed to be afraid or worried.
I had never believed in such things, but when the old lady spoke, I was incomparably shocked because she actually knew that someone had died around me recently. The deceased, of course, referred to Wang Lin, and as for the strange things like my dreams and sudden sleepwalking, those probably counted too.
The doubts in my heart grew thicker; perhaps this was the true Li Xiaozhuang, whose inner grit and ferocity had been triggered because of himself.
Yun Shanfeng was someone they had met at the Soul King Factory, and he was still around. Unlike those two cultivators who went shirtless, he was fully dressed, and his eyes weren't as lifeless; he looked just like an ordinary cultivator.
Leng Yaowu wore a look of sudden realization, and even that old fox Leng Zhongguo did not harbor the slightest doubt about the truth of her words.
"Captain Xu's token. Come with us." The two men's expressions shifted as they said with smiles.
Although we all carried guns, our ammunition was limited, and the bulk of it was in the vehicle, completely out of our reach right now.
It could be said that every time she saw Xie Menghao, she would become somewhat flustered, recalling the way she used to get along with her mother.
Calling it an "egg" was not entirely accurate; in essence, it was an entity similar to a spiritual body. Chen Kuang sensed the primordial aura of the Three Thousand Great Paths emanating from it. Had he not known that the Dao's origin does not manifest in the world, he would have almost thought he had reached the beginning and end of the universe and witnessed the origin of the Great Dao.
"Master! What are your instructions?" The divine dragon turned to look at Leng Yan, asking for his intent.
Liu Yan looked at Shu Ya, thinking to herself that judging by her appearance, she had no intention of staying long, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao Youcheng was extremely puzzled internally, yet his face remained calm. After turning it over in his mind, he ultimately attributed all these causes to the two holy envoys of the Firmament Temple, and thus set his mind at ease.
I said goodbye to Kanaan, my parents, and my beloved son once more. This time I did not bring Shuai Shuai; entering a densely populated metropolis of zombies carried far greater risks than a long journey, and I could not let him share risks with me simply out of reluctance to part with him.
Thousands of miles for the campaign, crossing passes and mountains as if in flight. Northern gales carry the sound of metal watch-drums, cold light shines on iron armor. Generals die in a hundred battles, warriors return after ten years.
Gunfire erupted completely, gunfire flashed intermittently, blood splattered everywhere, and muffled groans were continuously drowned out by the gunfire as one Hellfire member died after another.