Volume 1, Chapter 50: This boy cannot be allowed to live; if he remains, the realm will fall into chaos!

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Li Chunjian thought to himself that this vast sea of grass looked eerily peculiar, as if it had been specially prepared for Zheng Tu. If he continued to linger, not only would he fail to avenge Li Tianyi by killing Zheng Tu, but he would also put himself in danger.

Fortunately, this time he had entrusted the emergency medical course to other doctors, so the students’ training would not be delayed. Calculating the time, unknowingly the semester had already reached its latter half, though it was unclear what the students had actually learned.

At that moment, the sound of card swiping came from the corridor — a sharp beep — followed by a group of women entering, led by a businesswoman carrying grocery bags.

The Xitala family members were already dead, so naturally their memorial tablets could no longer remain in the Fucha ancestral hall. Neither the matriarch nor the Fu Lingcheng siblings objected to this arrangement.

“We won’t shoot the drama anymore, at least not for now. If there are variety shows, those might be an option,” Su Yinyin pondered, noting that variety shows usually aired daily.

Upon hearing Zheng Wuneng’s words, Li Chunjian and Li Tianyi both gasped inwardly. They had been following Zheng Wuneng these days and knew his wounds were severe, but had never imagined them to be so critical.

“Olic, prepare to enter the battlefield and retrieve the spoils. Eldridge, stand guard against submarines,” Washington instructed calmly.

The door was already battered and worn. Mo Xuan stepped forward and pushed it open, causing the door panel to crash heavily into the hall with a loud bang, stirring up a cloud of dust. Both covered their mouths and coughed involuntarily.

This place was like another world entirely, far from an ordinary palace. Upon first entering, everyone caught a faint fragrance and then saw a dazzling display of multicolored light.

Perhaps Zhang Jiuqing anticipated criticism due to the rushed nature of the celebration, so everything was kept simple, though it still drew some reproach.

The Demon King glared fiercely at her, snarling, then grabbed her hand and roughly pulled her out of the cell. She found him crude and unreasonable.

Jiang Yu did not know what they had done. Seeing that her grandmother-in-law had no intention to explain, she did not press further.

On this day, Wang Chong was calculating the journey. With half a day more, they would reach Mount Wutai. Suddenly, he saw people engaged in a magical duel ahead. Unfamiliar with either party or their methods, he decided to detour.

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Among three generations, the Red Robe Patriarch achieved the highest cultivation but practiced forbidden arts. During training, he suffered a spiritual deviation and transformed into a malevolent being.

Shi Chaochao paused briefly, spitting out the grape seed in his mouth and reaching instinctively for another bunch.

The chat barrage erupted with diverse opinions, becoming lively and heated as the guests gradually left the hall.

No matter what, a divine healer has weathered many storms. Seeing the fallen silver needles and the healer’s faintly panicked expression spoke volumes.

At this moment, Princess Baiyue’s eyes were tearful and blurred, unable to focus on Leng Mochen’s violence, fully immersed in worry for Princess Baiyue herself.

Zhu Ying’s heart swelled with joy, thinking, “This gift reveals my father-in-law’s esteem; it was worth following Brother Chong.” She carefully put away the scroll, planning to hang it in the Yingguang Pavilion back at the Shui Mansion.

Within such an ancient forest, sunlight still filtered through the dense canopy, casting patches of light that nourished the plants and grass below.

The fourth and fifth balls of lightning fell, and the massive beast’s enormous form was struck down, motionless on the ground.

He had been captured and imprisoned in a cave, forced to make weapons. Had he really died just by taking a nap…?

Last time, Gu Chao’s soul ring was nearly destroyed by Wei Zixuan, so today Gu Chao sat atop the Radiant Holy Tiger, choosing not to engage.

His aura shifted slightly. The burden of protection sometimes weighed him down, making it hard to breathe. The cold, killing intent that had long resided within him gradually faded.

After transferring money to Qian Duoduo’s Weixin account, Zhang Gui asked Qian Duoduo to order some takeout.

“…This is lawlessness! How dare he?! How dare he do such a thing?!” An officer in the footage suddenly roared, veins bulging on his face as if ready to devour someone.

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The three great generals of Fengxiang City—Jiang Ying, Lu Gan, and Tang Jie—stood by his side, commanding the defending troops forward. He had brought five thousand armored soldiers, all elite warriors, more than enough to handle Huang Chongsheng’s group.

The God of Agriculture looked disdainfully at the cowardly Zhang Gui, silently cursing, Why choose such a coward?

You were far away, so there was no doubt his system was effective, and the opponent’s village ranking and work strength greatly improved. Then, through this place, he did...

Recalling Xing Xuan’s description of the chairman’s ulcers festering and rotting, her fear deepened, and she had already half believed Xing Xuan’s words.

“How did you know she was exceptionally gifted? I’ve been with her for so many years and never realized,” Rushuang asked.

His ascension to emperor might bring greater chaos to the realm, but it would also make Jiangnan more stable and peaceful in the short term.

Not far off, Lu Qingyi tightened the handkerchief in her hand. The sphere flew toward Fengliuyan, stopping at the seventh layer and landing on the ground.

Only when Mu Xuancheng transferred her to another vehicle did he lay her on the reclining seat at the back.

This time, he moved with practiced ease, quickly finding the teleportation formation inside the Divine Healer Valley. Then, using the Valley Master’s token, he activated the teleportation.