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In fact, by 9:00 PM, Chill had already received a call from District D reporting that the district boss, Loba, had been taken out. Shortly after, he received a distress signal from the casino in District E.

With banners unfurled and armor gleaming, the Later Jin army marched in a grand, sweeping formation, bypassing the city and heading southwest.

"How is that possible!" Yuan Dong found it utterly inconceivable. The idea of being pregnant right after the wedding night was simply impossible for her to accept.

Wearing a ring while cooking was inconvenient; if she accidentally cut herself with a knife or got splattered by hot oil, wouldn't she be heartbroken?

Anyway, the Third Hokage never gave a concrete definition of the Will of Fire; it was always whatever he said it was.

Much like the quasi-matter transformed from Divine Dragon Coins, analyzing it with existing knowledge was like Tang Sanzang trying to distinguish between Sun Wukong and the Six-Eared Macaque—it was impossible to tell the real from the fake.

By now, it was broad daylight. Xun Tian’s shadow space skill had expired, and his figure was completely exposed.

There wasn't much cash at home; spending over ninety yuan on eighty sets had drained their savings once again.

The night they had stood toe-to-toe and even come to blows felt like it was only yesterday. Encountering each other again like this made everyone feel quite awkward.

At this moment, Meng Yiran spoke up. Her arm had been scratched, but she wasn't poisoned; she was a practitioner of poisons herself.

From this, they learned that the Ancient Dao Weapon Ranking was a joint project between the Reincarnation lineage and the Shiquan lineage. The reason was that the treasure spirits were too powerful, and the Immortal Race felt threatened, so they devised the Ancient Dao Weapons as a means to seal, control, and pacify through various transactions.

Gongsun Laiyi was already embarrassed enough, and hearing that idiot laugh made him nearly explode on the spot.

Yan Yue never imagined that what Murong Yan was savoring at that moment was not just the taste of the food, but the taste of affection—the deep care and protection, the joy of a love regained. When such feelings were infused into a dish, how could it be anything less than a delicacy of the world?

About ten minutes later, major news outlets arrived one after another, along with many patients who had come to watch the commotion or line up for treatment. In an instant, the area outside the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was submerged in a sea of people.

Seeing Ou Ze and Jiang Shangxiang not far away, Liu Yiyi began greeting Jiang Shangxiang even before she reached them.

"Brother Bai, even a wise bird knows to choose a good tree to perch on; naturally, people must climb to the highest branch," Jiang Yan said, drawing out her words with a smile, a hint of arrogance flickering in her eyes.

Seeing the man’s stammering, pathetic demeanor, Qin Tian couldn't help but slap him across the face again.

"I’ll serve as your guard for a hundred years at most, but on the condition that you must teach me all the techniques you know!" Ji Ling finally softened.

"Drive the car in!" Old Gao waved his money, stared at Zhao Bingyi, and slowly opened the iron gate.

Bi Chenggong was momentarily struck dumb, and over there, Murong Yan, having heard Yan Yue’s words, fell silent as well. The soldiers all waited for Bi Chenggong’s reply.

Mo Fei did not know that, as he spoke these words, the noble lady opposite him secretly heaved a sigh of relief in her heart.

Seeing the familiar figures on the light screen, she naturally knew that this was the battle currently taking place at the mountain bandit stronghold.

"There, there, Nawy, be good, don't move around." Mina spoke to Nawy, soothing him softly, mistakenly believing he was in pain.

Feng Ni’s fist pierced through layers of force and slammed directly into Han Qianshan’s palm.

Lost in some nonsensical daydream, the two had already ascended a spiraling staircase to the very top of the ancient castle.

Fourteen days passed in the blink of an eye. As the first rays of morning sunlight pierced through the clouds and illuminated the courtyard, a figure was already sweating through his morning exercises. This figure was, naturally, Shangguan Yunyao. Today was the day the New Disciple Tournament began.

The moment Li Mu leaped into the air, Ma Shanjun, who had been silent until now, moved. He extended his right arm and punched into the air toward Li Mu.

"Bozi, I’m so glad you’re okay!" Luo Tian ran over happily and hugged Bozi’s leg. Because Bozi was so tall, he could only hug his leg. Having survived the ordeal, both Bozi and Luo Tian were very excited to see each other. Bozi kept licking Luo Tian’s face, and Luo Tian just giggled foolishly.

He usually lived with Wang Jin, so he was quite familiar with some of Wang Jin’s habits.

Tu Mo looked up, his thick eyebrows and fierce eyes as sharp as an old eagle soaring over the battlefield.

Having reached this point, a faint sense of nervousness stirred within her. The arms holding her were solid and strong. Su Shi looked up to meet his resolute gaze, pressed her lips together, and gave a silent nod.

The contestants for the first match of the second round were Song Qingshu from the Emei Sect and Jia Ren from the Jianghu.

Hu Lie thought to himself, the medical officer the Governor summoned yesterday must have been fobbing me off; otherwise, how could the Duke be gorging himself like a madman?

"What did you say? The Princess of the Xia Kingdom?" Yun Zhen’s expression shifted unpredictably, filled with disbelief.

The lieutenant meticulously shifted gears and turned on the climate control system, waiting a moment before answering in a low voice.

The wound on her shoulder had long since gone numb, and her arms, hanging suspended, felt as though they had lost all sensation. Su Shi blinked, just about to wonder if she had become heroic enough to ignore pain, when the prompt sound for deducted experience points rang in her ears.

Who was teasing whom wasn't certain yet; you are the one being held captive, what right do you have to speak?

"Thank you, Senior Sister. From now on, we..." Zhou Yi felt even more at a loss as to how to get along with Xie Shiyu.

Tian Jiazhi didn't suspect Li Hongqi at all, thinking to himself that his sister was the best of the best; otherwise, Hongqi’s mother wouldn't have tried to stake a claim for her nephew and niece so early.

Madam Mu didn't care about propriety; she went up and rolled up Mu Fei’s pant leg. Although his leg looked somewhat pale and thin, one could see that the muscles had not atrophied.

"Haha, do you want me to play along? Be an actor for once?" Even though a "cheat-seller" was a game wrecker and players were always out for their blood, Lin Chen didn't have a bad impression of the cheat-seller.