Chapter 28
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He raised two fingers like a sword, and sword energy shot forth. Long Xing twisted aside, and the blast struck empty air, shattering the wine jar on the table.
In an instant, he had crossed twenty meters and arrived before Li Yi. He brought one palm crashing down toward Li Yi’s head.
With a silver tongue, Su Lanhui portrayed herself in just a few sentences as a saint who cared deeply for others.
“The Emerald-Scaled Sacred Armor Tortoise?!” the crowd cried out in astonishment. Some even rubbed their eyes and stared wide-eyed at the Green Willow Sect.
“Cough, cough!” Long Hao felt sweetness rise in his throat and spat out a pool of blood. The blow had thrown his breathing into chaos, and he braced himself against the ground with one hand.
“We are members of the Underworld King’s army under the Heavenly Palace, and we have been ordered to retrieve the prisoner, Lin Yan.” The youth at the head of the group showed none of the timidity or shyness of those behind him.
The Land of Crystals—that was the deepest part of the third forbidden zone on the Battlefield of the Hundred Races, and also the farthest place ever reached by cultivators from the Upper Realm throughout the ages.
“Master, there’s—there’s—there’s something happening at the mountain gate. It looks—it looks like someone is coming.” Seeing what lay before him, Wangchuan was so frightened that he began to stammer.
“Then what about the Cold Mountain Immortal Sect? Immortal Lord Mianjue, whom do you think would be most suitable to send?” the Underworld King asked cheerfully, turning toward him.
Upon hearing the news, Yun Qingmeng was actually delighted. As it happened, she had no desire to marry that Situ Yu either.
Di Shuoye took out his military merit card and paid the fee for entering the Beast Arena for the first time. At the entrance, he swiped it across a groove in the giant beast’s eye. With a creak, the gate opened a narrow gap, and Di Shuoye hurriedly slipped inside.
Confronted by that immense aura, Jiang Wei’s movements stalled involuntarily. However, his strength and realm were far above Murong Die’s. Though the aura was terrifying, it was not enough to affect him greatly. After the briefest pause, he returned to normal.
He opened his palm in the air, and the telephone that had been ringing madly in the distance flew toward him as though pulled by an invisible rope.
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Obscene sounds drifted softly through the lavishly decorated office. The busy people throughout the building had no idea that their lofty General Manager Ye was currently sprawled across his desk, receiving a man’s attentions.
After leaving the shopping mall, the cold wind rushing toward him made him draw his coat tighter. In Jiangcheng, a difference of more than ten degrees between daytime and nighttime temperatures in spring was perfectly normal.
Fang Qi laughed wildly, laughing until tears streamed down his face, as though he were berating a stranger. Yet that stranger—that monk—had once been his elder brother.
The roaring engine started up again. To keep Tang Yuling from being thrown off, Xia Feng first reduced the speed and proceeded slowly. Once Tang Yuling had adjusted, he gradually increased it.
Like all music educators, Mr. Schwartz naturally admired geniuses. But that admiration came with a condition: they had to remain humble and know how to restrain themselves. Only with a diligent and rigorous attitude could they fully develop their talent. Otherwise, they would merely squander it and ultimately become indistinguishable from everyone else.
After leaving their ward, Xia Feng went straight up the stairs to the inpatient department of the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular division, where he found Ye Tong’s room.
After Li Ye finished speaking, he paid no attention to whether they believed him. He pulled a spare key from his pocket. Of the two keys they had possessed at the beginning, Li Ye had hidden one inside a place that only a human could find, while keeping the other for himself.
Less than two days later, Yao Shifei relayed the response: Minister Zheng Wushuang disagreed, saying that the finance department should have a cashier’s office, and that the person in charge of finance ought to have a dedicated office as well. That would have to be decided by the general manager.
“I don’t know!” the Mechanical God of Death and Feixue said again, both utterly bewildered. Like disconnected networks, they were completely offline.
Mu Yichen had originally planned to end the conference call within ten minutes, especially since An Yutong was beside him.
“Of course, we also relied on the guidance and teleportation of Immortal Zidian, one of the Six Guardians of the Immortal Way. That was how the three of us arrived here!” The second member of the Red Roses answered first.
At that moment, Su Jue seemed to glimpse the world of ancient times—a colossal, pitch-black nine-headed serpent throwing back its heads and roaring at the heavens.
The hand with which Dio struck Kirisame Rentaro had already completed one of the stages of alchemy.
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Qin Leng had remained in America with Qin Yuan for three full days. No one in City A had been able to reach him.
“I will do everything I can.” Although the doctor was not confident, he did not rule out the possibility entirely. Perhaps some turn of events might yet occur.
Bai Hao appeared to show great respect toward the Feng family patriarch. What sort of relationship did they have with the Feng family?
The masked figure’s violet, glowing character of guilt flickered, while the voice beneath the mask of Sinner Number Twenty-Three rang out like clashing metal.
It was not until they climbed Snowpeak Mountain once again and failed to notice the two men that they realized, in horror, that the pair had already left.
Lan Batian’s heart sank, and he inwardly cursed his bad luck. Sure enough, a thin, transparent barrier had appeared in midair at some unknown point. The moment his head touched it, it spread over him like a spiderweb, clinging tightly to his body without exerting the slightest force.
After getting out of the vehicles, the group took the parking-lot elevator straight up to the suites. Every room had already been arranged before their arrival, so they could move in immediately.
“What’s going on?” He Yun霆 roared. He had just heard that someone was causing trouble at the Pill Shop and had come to the Wine Shop to investigate, only to discover that someone here was trying to cause trouble as well. Killing intent immediately spread across his handsome face.
On the fourth day, the old city lord received an urgent report: Whiteboard East City had also come under siege by a hundred thousand demon troops. After discussing the matter, everyone decided to have the old city lord lead five thousand elite soldiers to reinforce it, while also teaching them this new method of defending the city.
Day broke, and the rain stopped. The Guixi River shed its former gentle appearance and grew swift and turbulent.
Ever since being poisoned by the venomous parasite, he had searched for the ancient tombs of the Nine Gates with particular zeal. He probably already knew that he might not live out his natural span of years. Now that he had found such a fine place—where he needed neither to worry about food and clothing nor fear growing old—he could hardly have been more eager to remain there for a long time.
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