Chapter 60

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He finally tasted the sweetness of cooperating with Tu Ming. This was just the beginning, yet it had already brought him such massive benefits; he truly had no idea what the future would hold, and he was filled with anticipation for what was to come.

The Second Prince had initially been somewhat infuriated by being ignored by Jiang Xie, but upon seeing that Young Master Ye stood completely on his side, his anger dissipated entirely.

The moment the medicine entered his mouth, his oral cavity, tongue, and teeth—all of his taste buds—instantly launched a violent rebellion. Before it could even reach his esophagus, with a "puff," he spat it all out.

Every single technique has its flaws; as long as one finds the flaw, an opponent of the same rank is utterly vulnerable and easy to defeat.

A day quietly slipped away, and night descended swiftly. The cool sea breeze, carrying a faint salty tang, brushed against the faces of the three. The clouds and mist that had been swept away in the sky gathered once again. Looking up at the clouds and accompanied by the sea breeze, Yeyang took out his Motong zither and began to play gently. There was no emotion whatsoever in the sound of the zither, while the waiting continued.

"You dissolute, slutty bint, I think you've lost your mind!" Gao Wan revealed the truth in an attempt to provoke her into saving him, but contrary to his expectations, it backfired and drew a torrent of curses from Weng Yutong. Frustrated that his scheme had failed, he fell into a fit of extreme depression and began to curse right back.

"Senior, how did you end up like this?" Yan Yuncheng stepped forward to support Ibu, his eyes brimming with moisture.

"Giddy-up!" At Yan Yuncheng's shout, the old ox in front of the cart slowly began to move its steps.

The feathers gathered around Lan all flew toward a corner of the crystal. Merging together, they transformed into a white physical body.

Following another violent collision, Tang Jie was indeed shaken through and through, his heart-break saber flying out of his hand, while that Zhaori Red Wheel was likewise knocked flying by that single slash.

With his movement, a squad of archers beside him simultaneously loosed the fire arrows in their hands. Over twenty fire arrows surged toward the sky together. Though a single spark was not dazzling, when combined, they were bright enough to be seen even from the watchtowers. The brilliant points of light swept across the sky in a simultaneous arc—a beauty both magnificent and cruel.

"Brother, what is your name?" Words are the key to unlocking hearts. Having spoken at length, and feeling that Li Le was not a bad sort, Ao Boji wished to make his acquaintance.

On the American continent, after all, there existed two major descending factions, so proper supervision was definitely necessary.

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By this time, Lu Yao was also slumped weakly on the riverbank, unable to move. Once his mind relaxed, the injuries all over his body seemed to suddenly erupt with agonizing pain, torturing his nerves in waves. Those wounds were still bleeding, the fresh blood trickling down in thin threads, dripping onto the pebbles by the river, and then being dissolved by the ripples of the water.

"What is it!" Ruolan felt a surge of joy when she heard Zhang Yao say there was no problem, but the subsequent "however" made her feel as though she were on a roller coaster, experiencing tremendous emotional highs and lows.

However, he did not plan to reveal the relationship between Mana and Kunka, so as to prevent Dongfang Mubai from letting his imagination run wild.

Liu Qianyi gave him an eye-roll, yet unusually, she said nothing. It seemed that what the Black Eye said was not far from the truth.

If one were to encounter a relatively weak fog demon, it would be no big deal, but encountering a powerful fog demon could potentially result in death.

It could be said that elite demons possessed strength far superior to ordinary demons of the same rank, while super demons belonged to that powerful category capable of cross-rank battles.

Brother Lei’s betrayal, the desolation of having no one to rely on, the bewilderment regarding the future, and the ever-present sorrow in her heart... all surged into her mind at once. Suddenly, she reached out and embraced You Tian tightly, no longer caring that he was her master, and simply following her heart to call out, "Hao!" Her tears could no longer be contained and burst forth from her eyes.

These delicate stitches were indeed exquisite. Ye Junyi took out the sachet made by Madam Zeng and compared it with this one; they were identical, even intentionally given an aged appearance.

"Don't do that, tell a little bit each day, don't leave it out completely. Right, that one about gathering sand into a tower." Li Yi finally managed to recall this idiom.

"Look at you, you were the one who said earlier that you had something to tell me, but now you say you don't. Isn't this just being sick!" Li Yi said.

She also knew she was in the wrong; she should not have been so impulsive. Otherwise, she would have lost the baby. That would have caused her never to forgive herself for the rest of her life. Fortunately, the baby was still safely nestled in her belly, and she must protect herself well now.

There was one more person in her life who cared about her like this, acting as close family just like her own mother and father.

"Spicy!" She proudly shook her head, looking somewhat helpless, and then gently took a sip of red wine.

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It was then that he understood he still couldn't truly hate her after all; deep down in his heart, he still loved her.

Passing by Duan Chengyu's doorway and seeing the slightly ajar door empty, Su Nuannuan suddenly remembered that he had already gone out with Cheng Fei. Pausing slightly, Su Nuannuan took large strides and ran downstairs.

Thus, Feng Shisanlang mustered his breath and released even more battle qi outward into the high-speed swirling battle aura. With the support of the increased battle qi, the whirlwind created around Feng Shisanlang grew larger and larger, eventually even overturning the desks inside the classroom.

He was well aware that this base was already the organization's last stronghold. Lacking funds and equipment, the base was almost completely cut off from the organization's system.

Ye Chun tapped the table and looked at Aoyu expressionlessly, making Aoyu, who was in the midst of pouring out his grievances, roll his eyes rapidly.

After watching the footage, everyone turned their gazes unanimously to Liu Hai. They knew that Liu Hai would surely be able to tell them an unexpected surprise.

Madam Pomfrey, once she entered work-efficiency mode, was extremely high-functioning. In no time at all, she had gathered all the various potions required to treat the time-disruption curse.

"Mutual understanding didn't resolve wars; instead, it became a new form of deterrence, making everyone extremely cautious in their words and deeds." Kent had never expected this change either; he had originally thought that even if humanity were unwilling to accept it, they wouldn't necessarily feel fear. Yet facts proved that humanity dreaded 'mutual understanding' like venomous snakes and scorpions.

That piercing ice sword was exceptionally ferocious, completely disregarding Chu Hanyue standing to the side. It brushed right past Chu Hanyue and thrust straight toward the North Mo Patriarch. The tip of the ice sword struck the North Mo Patriarch squarely on the forehead, and the immense impact knocked him flying.

In the end, Earthlings could only comfort themselves with the phrase, "Without sacrifice, there is no victory"—something was better than nothing. Sooner or later, Superman's high technologies could be manufactured as well, and when that time came, they would surely let Superman witness the true strength of Earthlings.

The reason for this rule was that throughout tens of thousands of years of history, there had simply been far too many internal family struggles for power and profit.

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