Chapter 163: The Dean Arrives

Xu Liwen held his wife's hand tightly, his eyes filled with anxiety and helplessness. He gazed at the pale and haggard face on the hospital bed, feeling a pain in his heart as if he were being torn apart, beyond description. His wife's breathing gradually grew rapid, every gasp like a desperate struggle with life itself. Xu Liwen could clearly sense the fading signals of her life, and that sense of powerlessness drove him to the verge of collapse.
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Only by comprehensively promoting the gymnastics routine and having every resident of AGT practice it could Gu Yu achieve his ideal and reap a massive amount of prestige.
Having finally subdued Caesar, who was capable of mass-producing Zoan-type Devil Fruits, Ye Qiong's thoughts drifted back to Vegapunk, whom he had just mentioned.
Gu Shuying felt that if her impromptu question had been plagiarized, she would surely be able to find the flaws in it.
"Jinjun, do not panic. Remember the mental cultivation method I taught you," Ling Zhuo shouted from afar to Ling Jinjun in the martial arts arena.
Many people who wanted to click on the links to those paid internet trolls' posts found that the "content had been deleted."
Wang Mian did not dare to meet Diana's pleading gaze. He lowered his head in silence, and the group fell into a hush.
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"Well, not yet." Meng Qingzhi's trip to Lake Kabak was precisely to seek medical treatment and medicine from his grandmaster, Master Yang Lin.
Yet if the old grandmother's target was hiding behind him, who knew if she might casually slash him down as well?
Although the show was not broadcast live, they were deeply concerned that such a naive and innocent image would be edited into the final broadcast.
Should the demonic live-streaming room consider this an official judgment, rule it a false accusation, and execute an immediate obliteration, it would be a tragic injustice indeed.
Jin Manqi nodded. If those events from just now were to leak out, she would no longer have the face to live in this world; for now, she had no choice but to obey obediently.
It was early in the morning, and ordinary families had not yet woken up. Where could the white lotus have gone?
Ever since the emperor woke up, Luo Qingyu had rarely entered the palace, content to stay safely within the Prince Rui Estate with Xiao Xinchen, raising her child in peace. Feeling a guilty conscience and unsure of the emperor's true attitude toward her, she hardened her scalp and stayed indoors day after day, figuring she would just muddle through and take it one day at a time.
Qi Xiang seemed to have quite a temper as well. I truly did not want to bother with him anymore; I had already said last time to treat each other as strangers, and after finally holding out for so long, looking at him like this, I couldn't bear to leave him alone.
Yet such a smile appeared demonic to everyone else. It had ruined everyone else's belongings—true or false, it had destroyed items of considerable value, thoroughly exposing the boss, and now they were even demanding money from people.
However, looking into Yang Shouzhong's pleading eyes, the words of refusal choked in her throat and could not be spoken.
Mo Yan was slightly dazed. Upon catching the familiar scent of powder and makeup, he curled his lips into a light smile. The next second, his eyes were covered by someone's hands.
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Back then, his mother was originally a co-wife of the primary branch, but after giving birth to him, she was murdered by the head matriarch.
Naturally unwilling to let Xia Xun meet with a calamity, the chief guard turned with a dark face and led the way toward an ice cellar within the Xia Prince's Estate.
Tianxuan brought his hands together, attempting to condense a world-destroying lotus to blast this place to oblivion, but a moment later, he gave up the idea.
Night Qingcheng felt a burning gaze fixed on her from above. She simply pretended not to notice, needing to carefully ponder what kind of situation this unprovoked targeting really was.
Sure enough, in the afternoon, Long Bing arrived with his luggage to report for duty, and the members of the special training team swarmed around him instantly.
Han Ge felt that he was no exception. Since he was a lone dog with no burdens, if you wanted it, everyone could just play along and take what they needed.
Li Shouren led the 15th Regiment to retreat at the very first contact. The fortifications built with so much manpower and material resources were barely used, and they fled in disarray back to Lindong Town. Only the 18th Regiment remained at Aobao, fighting each man for himself, each gun for its master, locked in a fight to the death with the devils.
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