Chapter 69
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Rong Sijing lowered his head to kiss her, freeing one hand to unbutton his own shirt while the other slid under the hem of her clothes.
The smile on Mo Haotian's face vanished completely the moment the elevator doors closed.
"Where is it..." Chu Feng walked into the corridor, looking ahead. Under the white lights, the sign for the lounge could be faintly seen standing in the corner of the passage.
Some of these people were "lucky fans" arranged by Mango TV, some were members of the "support club" who knew the schedule, and others had heard about it halfway and rushed over to join the excitement.
Perhaps it was not entirely precise, but once the Gate of Truth manifested, his spirit became extremely sensitive. Although this mysterious power left no traceable marks, its influence could be sensed and its subtle clues reflected.
At this moment, An Jiu, unaware of the truth, walked over and looked with utter confusion upon the furious Gong Yuchen and the terrified Lin Shuxin.
Now that Chen Lu had made it clear, and seeing Shi Yun's expression, Zhang Tianyu understood as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun, finally grasping Shi Yun's true feelings.
After simmering the pumpkin porridge, she pushed the door open and went in. Shi Xi was already awake, leaning against the head of the bed with her hair scattered loose, her expression cold and detached as she wondered about something.
How could there be such a coincidence as crashing into your car in the morning and "randomly encountering" you at some banquet in the evening?
His gaze swept across an unanswered call from the afternoon. His fingers paused, and as a sudden thought struck him, his previously lazy and nonchalant face drastically changed.
Vlad smiled. The feeling of being recognized and adored was never a bad one. Vlad was not a masochist; the way he experienced pleasure was entirely normal.
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Xiong Ti supported his right hand with his left, cupped his chin with his right hand, and looked around, thinking: This trick is truly foolproof when used against Prince Fu.
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed in a blur. Lian Haiping, who had been meditating, opened his eyes, waved his hand to recall the Origin of the Sacred Fire, which pressed into his brow and vanished. A perfectly round bead floated before him, inside of which a black flower slowly rotated.
Walking inside once more, Wang Xingxin looked at the four severely wounded soldiers lying on the bed. One had a section of his arm chopped off, another had a knife wound over a foot long on his back, and another had a massive gaping hole in his abdomen! The fourth also suffered from a slash wound, located across his chest.
The cameraman followed them inside, taking the elevator upstairs. At the entrance stood another barrier where the bridesmaids blocked the door and demanded dozens of red envelopes, which still wasn't the end of it. At the crucial moment, the best men's team showed their strength and broke through the door in a single charge.
Blackwa was spinning around in frantic anxiety, on the verge of tears, desperately begging the apothecary who was busy decocting medicine to save his new brother. When Blackwa learned from the apothecary that even the arrival of the imperial physicians from the palace might not save his new brother, he burst into loud, wailing sobs, as if Wang Xingxin had already descended to the netherworld.
Furthermore, this was truly the best opportunity. Because although Boss Imu possessed matchless power, as a trade-off for such might, this fellow also possessed an absolute supreme form that could not bear the slightest encroachment.
"That's right, Young Guild Master! If the enemy finds out you are here, they will definitely pursue you with everything they have. This is the last chance to break through," the loyal soldiers by his side chimed in one after another.
"Xiong Ti, don't act so fiercely!" Amidst the shouts, everyone saw the old nun with white hair and eyebrows rush out, her posture making it seem as though she intended to devour Xiong Ti alive.
Second Uncle Liu directed some men to dismantle the excess stoves, telling each household to take the iron pots back except for two large cauldrons, which were enough to cook for these twenty-odd people.
Upon seeing the exposé, the victim's family members immediately grew emotionally agitated. For a time, the entire Xiangnan region plunged into a massive dark cloud.
When Blood Star caught sight of it, he realized that his master in the heavenly realm had never truly possessed this Hua Yin Mountain.
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This gymnasium was currently the largest in Huaxia, even larger than the Olympic stadium that could hold one hundred thousand people, and it was equipped with state-of-the-art facilities.
Not only that, Xiangnan Satellite TV also promised that any artist from Longteng Entertainment could easily participate in their programs.
As soon as he stepped ashore, Duan Lang sensed an intense murderous aura in the surroundings. This aura did not belong to ordinary martial arts experts, but rather to top-tier figures of the pugilistic world.
Her mood, originally quite pleasant, was ruined for an entire week just because she couldn't eat what she wanted. Every time Qin Luo appeared, she would take the initiative to greet Liu Wei and even chat with him about his studies.
"What aunt? Whose aunt is she? Am I that old? How shameless!" Xiangyu scolded Duan Lang.
Li Xiuyuan somewhat sheepishly told Li Ziyan's mother the truth, never expecting that she would refuse to believe him.
The Master of Tongtian would never carry the Six-Soul Banner on his person; after all, he was counting on it to help him turn the tables at a critical moment. Therefore, he had entrusted the Six-Soul Banner to his most trusted disciple, Chang'er Dingxian.
As Yang Jian finished speaking, some refugees grasped their crude weapons, charged out of the barrier, and engaged in a fierce battle with those demonic beasts.
As for the Heavenly Dao of the Threefold Realm, whether it took three or five times, or thirty or fifty times, did not matter; what it needed was time, and that time would be naturally brought about by the execution of those plans.
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