51 He is a ruthless man (Double-issue)

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Zhen Piaoliang hurried over, helped the person down, and settled her in a softer spot, before moving the campfire a little closer to her side.

Ningzhou City could be considered her own maternal family's domain. If she were to arrive in Ningzhou City and Jiang Xia remained completely unaware of these matters, wouldn't she end up making a fool of herself in front of her own kin?

In the third year of university, while dressed up as a mascot on the street, I forgot to bring my phone. Upon returning, I found over forty missed calls, and my cell phone was almost blown up from the overload.

That slender figure, elegant neck, delicate face, and the cascading, large wavy hair that bounced rhythmically up and down with every step she took.

To ease everyone's mood, Shen Kun not only led by example and took the lead in working overtime, but also distributed generous overtime pay.

Lü Qiao was furious and demanded to argue with the carriage driver, and even Jiang Xia taking out the scoundrel's jade pendant proved useless.

Chu Tianqi felt a bit strange at this moment. This stranger was neatly dressed and impeccably clean, not like an ordinary oddity. In fact, Tang Lingling and the others had also sensed it.

Lü Xianyi's shoulders trembled. A sour, aching feeling surged up in her heart. The sorrow of a breakup... seemed to have arrived late, erupting all at once at this very moment.

Clearly, she had already rested along the way, but upon returning to the palace, she still immediately threw herself onto the bed and fell back into a deep sleep.

Listening to his scolding, Ye Qianqian did not feel aggrieved in the slightest; instead, a faint sense of guilt rose within her heart.

On the other side, equally astonished was Wu Jing, who had been sitting beside Lin Feng the entire time without uttering a word. Indeed, up until now, Lin Feng had always presented a rather dissolute side of himself in front of Wu Jing.

Whether Nan Chengmian intentionally let her know so that she could pass these messages on to me, or whether she was deeply involved in this game of chess from the very beginning, I truly do not know.

The Balor shook its head upon hearing this; even a blind person could see that the other party was merely treating them as tools for an eternal struggle.

He coaxed Le Chu into returning simply so he could listen to this clever girl's insights and see how she would untangle the conclusion that he had racked his brain over for an entire day without success.

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As soon as his voice fell, a flurry of hurried footsteps echoed from inside the room, followed immediately by Zhao Jinshuo pushing the door open and striding past him toward the inner chamber.

"Mochou, later you place these four talismans at the four corners of the coffin, and then sit yourself upon the coffin lid." Gongsun Ying handed the talismans she had drawn beforehand to Mochou.

However, as that hairpin snapped in two, the chill and helplessness in the depths of my heart expanded bit by bit. In the end, I still cared after all, didn't I?

Le Chu walked straight out of the classroom, looking across the corridor toward the opposite building. Many students were holding red paper, and it looked like the senior year report cards were all dyed a brilliant crimson.

The prisoner in the void had completely cast aside all bottom lines, as if continuing to converse with Linqi constituted a success in itself.

In the end, he was not chosen, which meant that shortly he would be locked in a beast cage, reduced to a mere plaything for people to gawk at, and eventually transformed into food in the belly of a beast.

Xu Long nodded without saying much, turned around, and led him toward his father's bedroom. Before even entering, right at the doorway, a heavy medicinal stench drifted over, plunging his mood into a sudden weightiness. Entering the room, he saw a stark white sheet hanging vertically over his father's bed, upon which his father lay, breathing weakly.

Because, with a single sweep of his divine sense, Xiao Feng discovered that throughout the entire Death Realm, seven or eight out of every ten corpses had been completely devoured by the giant fat worm. Yet, this giant fat worm was like a bottomless pit; after consuming so many corpses, it still showed not the slightest sign of being full.

"En." Biqi reluctantly pulled away from Lin Feng's embrace, drawing another series of sinister chuckles from Ying Zhangkong and Qin Wudao.

After Xiao Feng and Xietian and their companions left the Death Heaven, the Lord of Death and the Lord of Netherworld finally awoke completely. Terrifying pressure rolled off both of them, and under this formidable coercion, even ordinary Realm King powerators would likely tremble with dread.

Qi Dan had always been infatuated with formations, and now, getting to witness a battle of formations between two grandmasters, he was exceptionally excited.

Immense treasures had manifested deep within the Jinzang Mountains, but ordinary people simply lacked the qualifications to covet them.

I knew even less about the matters of the Netherworld than the Mirage Beast; only after truly inheriting the position of Ksitigarbha could I know everything about the underworld.

My three senior brothers all looked at me. I flashed a secret signal known only among us martial brothers, and the three of them finally understood my intention, following me and the Disgraced Master out of the jungle.

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Just as Ma Shangfeng's words trailed off, a cold flash flickered across Bai Wuqian's eyes, followed by a cold, disdainful sneer sweeping across the corners of her mouth.

However, since they were brothers, and since his brother had spoken, even if it meant rolling across a mountain of knives with swords piercing his ribs, he had to do it.

Because it was the Skyward Hymn mimated by the Divine Key of Yggdrasil, the effect of the zither music this time was exceptionally pronounced, and Chu Cheng had also infused the power of the Feather of Caelestia into the notes.

He then stood up, looked into the distance as Yisu also slowly walked over, and no matter how he called out, Murui Chen still did not get up.

The Truth Key's energy cannon port targeted the Vortex Demon God, unleashing the accumulated energy to deal a massive amount of Cryo elemental damage.

As for someone like Wu Qiusheng, whose willpower had been tempered like steel through the refinement of national martial arts, he could skip this very step.

With this thought in mind, Chu Cheng walked toward the cat that refused to sleep in the middle of the night. Its mother clearly had never taught it that staying awake at midnight would lead to running into bad guys.

High in the sky, explosions rang out instantly and turbulent waves surged. A battle of Martial King tier fighters turned the peaceful dark night into a bustling arena, with dazzling lights flashing across the firmament time and again, looking exceptionally striking.

Learning of the orbital trajectory, Chu Ge did not dodge; instead, he stood firmly in place and forcefully thrust his hands toward the center with all his might.

The Martial Domain was a world that worshipped force and conquest. Only by truly beating everyone into fear and submission could one command their heartfelt awe. Since Xiao Mosheng had embarked on the path of hegemony, it was akin to walking a tightrope—one misstep and he would lose everything, and the consequence of defeat was nothingness, leaving not even bones behind.

After leaving the main camp, Yuan Shao fled without a single moment of pause. As for those conscripted soldiers, he abandoned them without a shred of mercy. At the very least, those people could buy him some time to escape—that was Yuan Shao's sentiment toward them.

Although most rookies had witnessed the terrifying power of Chu Ge's pistol, they simply refused to believe that Chu Ge's rifle could shoot with such pinpoint accuracy.

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