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The leaders of the Municipal Public Security Bureau were in a meeting when Meng Fei’s phone suddenly rang. The caller ID showed Wang Feng. The leader who was speaking frowned, and Meng Fei gave him an apologetic look before hanging up. He nodded to indicate that the leader should continue.

“I would like to ask you about something. I wonder if you happen to know,” Yao Mucheng said slowly, his expression indifferent as he looked at him.

Daoist Red Dust gazed at the sky and murmured to himself. In truth, he had watched the entire battle from beginning to end. If he had been willing, the fight would never have broken out at all. However, he had his own principles and limitations, and therefore had never intervened.

The next day, General Chen tore himself away from the comforts of the women’s quarters. After finishing his account, he immediately went to the garrison outside the city and summoned several of his trusted aides for a discussion.

The cultivators had fallen into despair. Lala’s strength was beyond question, yet even she could do nothing against the Lord of Chaos. Could it be that they were truly going to lose?

If even a low-grade precious pill could escape at such a speed, then wouldn’t a condensed pill of middle grade or higher be even more astonishing? The two men felt a headache coming on at the very thought. They therefore began studying ways to preserve the pills’ medicinal properties while slowing the rate at which their essence evaporated.

Zhu Chuan was also eager to explode in anger, but he knew that losing his temper would be utterly useless against Ye Bai. He might even end up getting beaten black and blue.

“Elder Xie Hua, not yet. This disciple will certainly do everything in his power.” Yao Mucheng felt a warmth in his heart and once again clasped his fists in thanks.

Seeing that the general had made the final decision, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. From then on, these more than one thousand government soldiers began settling into life in Anxi County.

The governor’s carriage finally reached the gates of Taiwan City. The guards responsible for maintaining order formed a human barrier along both sides of the road, doing their utmost to prevent the civilians from surging into the middle of the street and startling the governor’s entourage.

According to legend, the current chief escort of the Silver Ring Escort Agency had once studied the sword at Green Mountain and was an outstanding disciple who had drawn a hereditary sword.

Led by the Rock Tribe, the tribes that had suffered relatively light losses advocated enslaving them. The other tribes, which had suffered heavy casualties or even been wiped out entirely, argued that their enemies should also experience the pain of losing their loved ones.

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P.S. Wuye is back—the exams are finally over! I’ll be updating diligently this month. Today’s chapter is short because I haven’t written in a long time and am still trying to get back into the rhythm. Starting tomorrow, I’ll begin adding extra chapters. Everyone, let’s work hard in December!

That was why, when the force produced by thirty tons of punching power slammed into him, he was sent flying more than a hundred meters and even spat out a mouthful of blood while he was in midair.

Such a major incident had occurred here. If they stayed any longer, even if they were not afraid, they would inevitably run into trouble. It was better to leave this place of turmoil as soon as possible.

Besides, even if they had enough time to find suitable monsters and drive them here, how would those monsters choose between the camp of six hundred people before them and the hundred people driving them from behind?

As for the money and supplies, they had originally belonged to Ji Yi, and now was precisely the time when they were needed. Ji Yi could not refuse them for no reason.

Sensing Lin Yaohui reaching for his left shoulder from behind, Yin Rufeng shifted aside, seized Lin Yaohui’s wrist, and flung him forward.

Yi Shanjing had not expected to be rejected. Even less had she expected Yin Rufeng not even to look her in the eye.

“In that case…” Zhang You gritted her teeth and struggled to move the fingers that had been pinned down completely. All she felt was a wave of weakness; she could not move them in the slightest.

Apart from Phillips himself and Ye Fan, the former could control plasma, so there was naturally no need to explain further.

Moreover, this infection was irreversible, because it had already become tightly connected to your life. Even if you stopped using the Universal Life Structure, it had already merged into your genes. Your life, as well as the lives of your descendants, would all contain this gene.

Streles was a veteran of the recording industry, one of the most senior figures in the American—and indeed the world’s—recording industry to this day.

Zhang Biwu sighed. He knew that if he voiced his opinion, they would not accept it and would instead ridicule him.

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“Scarborough Fair” was originally adapted from an English folk song that had been passed down for several centuries.

“All right, you may go. You’re going to die either way, so stop dawdling.” The Spirit of the Ghost Manor had a sharp look in his eyes as he began urging him on.

In truth, it really was an extraordinarily powerful object—the strongest and final means of preserving one’s life possessed by a person on the wanted list.

The corners of their eyes met, carrying a trace of helplessness and, even more so, bitterness. When an emperor revealed the secret in his heart to a minister, it was a sign of trust. Yet at the same time, it cut off the minister’s retreat. He could only continue following him. Even if he knew it was a road from which there would be no return, even if he knew it would lead to endless ruin, he still had to follow.

The thunder in the sky left Dora and the others puzzled. They could sense that the magical elements in the air were extraordinarily active, but they could hardly believe that Lance could still mobilize magical elements on such a scale within a magic-suppression zone like this.

Barto and his men charged forward with overwhelming force, like rabid dogs. They broke through one side, only to find their path blocked on the other. After breaking through again, they were met by their opponents, who arrived amid clouds and mist. They had nowhere left to retreat.

Zhou Bai did not think there was anything worth getting angry about in the cult leader’s behavior, although it did appear somewhat childish.

However, the benefits obtained in this way would also be greatly reduced. Therefore, Luo Yi had the Flame Squirrel remain at the Cute God Cult, so that it could protect the cult even when Luo Yi and the others were away.

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