Volume 1, Chapter 66: The Two Families Meet

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"Meng Fan, you, you have to give me a reason!" Niu Dawei's voice was somewhat hoarse, as if those few words had cost him every ounce of his strength.
"Exactly, Boss. With so many of us and so many guns, why on earth do we still have to go to Beishan County? How wonderful it is to be free and unfettered!" Li Xiaotian obviously favored such an unconstrained lifestyle.
All in all, each lineup had its own strengths, and as long as the Jiu Team did not let the MB Team take the initiative, their odds of winning were far greater than those of the MB Team.
Bound by etiquette and status, the grade director spoke very politely to Vice Principal Liu, yet every word left Vice Principal Liu looking ashen and deeply embarrassed.
The warriors surrounding the axe-wielding man all picked up their weapons, and the archer pulled his bow to the maximum, aiming at Adam. Crede and the others wore grim expressions, and the longsword warrior turned away with tears in his eyes; he had to break through the encirclement and deliver the map into the hands of the commander.
It was just that when he witnessed all this through Zhang Xueru's eyes, he was left speechless, and the shock in his heart was no less than Yin Yi's.
Lin Yumai directly gasped, his pores seemingly opening all at once, unable to suppress a shiver of cold.
There were many singers with tens of millions of album sales, but EP sales reaching hundreds of millions of credits were exceedingly rare.
These were all things that made Lin Yumai appear immensely astonished. Who in this world, other than immortals, could possibly descend into this ten-thousand-meter-deep trench?
Looking then at Abbot Yipin, he was held by Huili, leaning against the wall, his spirit utterly deflated. Presuming that the Crown Prince had already passed away, he had suffered a sudden surge of grief and lost his wits. Elder Changji was clutching his shattered knee cover, enduring excruciating pain, pressing his hands tightly against the wound, and rolling on the ground.
Along the way, all the stalls were scattered, transforming into a streak of flowing light that landed in Yan Shisan's hand.
To be honest, his initial impression of Bill, the new teammate, was not very favorable—joining halfway through, acting impulsively and hitting people, and most importantly, stealing the spotlight from the three coaches, which deeply displeased him as the team's core player.
Yan Fangxiang found Donkey-Foot Zhang from the same village, paid the carriage fare, and instructed him strictly to deliver this pair of naive and innocent master and servant directly under the watchful eyes of Headmaster Sun.
How could he possibly let you win? Bill immediately picked up the twenty-seventh hot dog, skipped the toppings, wrapped it straight into the bread, and shoved it into his mouth.
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As the Master of Shuiyue Palace, Mu Yisheng occupied the seat of honor, while her disciples were seated below the high platform.
The two of them struck out with both palms simultaneously, and within a radius of a hundred meters, all the caterpillar fungus withered away. Only Zhang Wuji remained unharmed by this technique, advancing and retreating with absolute precision.
The second-in-command wore a very unsightly expression. Picking up the ledger and glancing at the figures inside, he was instantly struck with terror and shock.
Lu Ping'an's plan for his future was to lean more toward television dramas, while stepping into films whenever opportunities arose.
Not only did Yue Yun harbor this thought, but everyone inside the entire restaurant simultaneously cast their gazes toward Ye Chen.
His Master must have loved Xiao Yuesheng to the extreme; otherwise, she would never have engaged in a clandestine affair with him without any formal or rightful status, and even been willing to bear his children.
An uncle educating his nephew—Lin Chu had no intention of interrupting at all. It had been so in the past, and it remained so now. He merely felt a sense of familiarity, along with a heavy, earnest expectation for his son to succeed. These were naturally things that Yan Xiao could not yet deeply comprehend.
After all, although this place was a Taoist cultivation sect, the genuine teachings of Changhuan Temple did not include any breathing exercises or absorption techniques.
"Yes, My Lord! But General Lou is holding the Emperor's Imperial Sword. As you know, seeing the Imperial Sword is like seeing His Majesty in person. If I fail to obey, wouldn't that be the crime of deceiving the emperor? I'm afraid even Your Lordship would be implicated," said the chief guard.
Stepping out of the cavern chamber and reaching the entrance, he watched the billowing clouds and mists and beheld the magnificent rivers and mountains. Recalling the blind crone's entrustment and looking at the jade pendant at his waist, he headed straight in the direction of Heavenly Chasm Mountain.
Using the Rasenshuriken to blow away the scorpion puppet, Dongfang Yunyang immediately performed a technique, his figure suddenly splitting into three. Following that, the three figures streaked toward the three puppets respectively.
Gods do not pity the weak; there are never any weaklings in Paradise, and such individuals would have long ago been carved up by various pantheons—or perhaps they lacked even the value to be carved up.
As a result, many text messages popped up on his phone. That skinflint boss had sent a greeting text for the first time ever, asking if Su Yun was feeling sick, offering him a couple of days off to rest, and advising him to think carefully about resigning.
Yet... all of this was somehow destined to be entangled with him; otherwise, how could there be such coincidences in the world?
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This fate had not shifted by the slightest fraction. Such a feat belonged to an immortal, which could not help but excite the alchemist. If it were that master of Changsheng Temple, perhaps his own short-lived destiny truly could be cured.
The first partner was naturally Yang Guang. As the saying goes, household water does not flow into outsiders' fields, so when there were benefits, they should naturally be shared with one's own brothers. Yang Guang had once loved Yu Lin so deeply, yet could never attain her. Seizing this opportunity, he might actually get a bit closer to Yu Lin.
Being utterly belittled by them, Tu Ming felt deeply aggrieved, sighing that these two truly showed no mercy, crushing a person to the point of despair.
He curled his lips. This heart might look pleasing to the eye, but so far he found no use for it. Its only purpose, perhaps, was to serve as a parasite host for the Book of Life and Death and the Langya Halberd, though he failed to notice that at the upper-left corner of his Heart of Dao, a corner was missing.
The old man raised one hand, flicked his finger with a sharp *ding*, and a dagger flew out diagonally. Then, with a sweep of his large sleeve, another dagger grazed past his cuff and flew away.
"Ah... there is merely some Cloud-Ink Iron contained inside, which is not particularly rare. It will be quite easy to melt it into your weapon," the mage said after observing the broken sword for a moment. As for Locke's treasured sword, he didn't even spare it a glance; a sword suited for a mid-level knight squire was simply beneath his notice.
Good grief, does that mean they charge spiritual stones? To eat just these things requires spiritual stones—why don't you just go rob a bank instead? Could this be a rip-off joint?
All around were placed numerous jars and bottles. Angelina's mentor must have been someone who disliked tidying up; although there was no dust, the overall impression was utterly chaotic.
Wielding his longsword and on the verge of victory, Yang Yixin felt deep hatred upon seeing this terrifying sharpness, but in the end, he chose to evade, because the tyrannical aura emanating from that spear filled his heart with dread.
Everyone was shaken. Before they could recover their wits, the arrogant doll stuck out her tongue at Xie Gongbao, mounted a grizzly bear, and fled into the distance. Chasing out of the ice chamber, the others found only wind and snow outside; the arrogant doll had vanished without a trace. The five of them looked at one another, momentarily at a loss for what to do.
Sakumo looked at his ankle. There was indeed a tattoo-like mark upon it. But rather than a tattoo, it resembled a curse seal.
Yet she also knew that even if she handed the spiritual essence over to the senior brother before her, neither of them would spare her life. Thus, she turned her attention to Sun Haochi, hoping that this young man might spare her life in exchange for the Fire Spirit Essence.
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