Volume 1 Chapter 27: The Princess’s Ordeal

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Only then did Hu Ye realize that the shuttle gate calculated the experience points required to travel between the two worlds based on the technical complexity and intricacy of the items involved.

“Your Majesty, this is the imperial edict left by the emperor,” Duan Yuanren said as he handed the bright yellow scroll to An Ronghui.

This explained why Hu Ye had previously asked Honghou to leave him half a million in cash. He lacked the means before, but now that he had finally earned some money, he naturally wanted to properly honor his parents.

“Sister Yin, is all this true? You already knew about Ji Xiaofu going abroad and deliberately arranged the audition as a pretense?” Mo Linghuan’s eyes were filled with shock.

How could this be possible? How could it? He screamed in his heart in fury. His heart felt as if struck by electric shocks, spasming and contracting uncontrollably. Suddenly, the computer screen flickered, and the image abruptly vanished.

It was likely that Consort Su had already understood her relationship with Shang Qing when she arrived at the Liyuan Palace, realizing that Shang Qing was merely an old acquaintance to her, not a true sister.

Wanwan did not understand Yelidulan’s words but sensed scheming in his gaze. Then a sly smile curled at the corner of Yelidulan’s mouth, sending a chill down one’s spine.

“Thank you, Guardian!” After saying this, Nangong Poxiao and the others all stood up, looking at Nangong Tian with great excitement. The Guardian had never appeared before, and none had expected to see the Guardian in their lifetime; this was an unparalleled honor.

After introducing these things to Hu Ye and Edward, K took them to rearrange their identities and collect the black-clad operatives’ equipment.

The old man wished to quell his murderous aura through Tai Chi but still could not hide it well. The Tai Chi displayed great artistry and had reached a high level. Suddenly, I recalled that I had not practiced martial arts for a long time, let alone Tai Chi—countless years had been lost.

The Twelve Tiger Generals stared at the ten large chests of gold before them, each wearing a pleased expression. Today, there was loot to share again; the Immortal was truly wise.

Since the engagement, the two had rarely met. Before the wedding, they had not contacted each other for nearly a month. Axing felt shy and asked, “Are you tired?” He Zhuo shook his head and smiled, “Seeing you makes me not tired at all.” Slowly, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders from behind. Axing shivered, her heart pounding fiercely in her throat.

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Lin Yue glanced at him and said, “I will provide everyone with a satisfactory explanation. Take him away!” The last sentence was directed at the squad leader.

Wei Yang knew that because of past events, Ling Feng did not dare leave Xiao Yun’er alone in the camp, hence his constant presence.

Ultimately, relying on the assistance of the Time Squad’s healers, Tan Shitian stubbornly waged guerrilla warfare and attrition battles. Li Cangyu and Zhang Jueming failed to turn the unfavorable situation around, and instead, Time claimed a point.

After the match, he dined with Ling Xuefeng, while the other team members were taken by Bai Xuan to have group meals. The captain’s repeated absence puzzled the youths, but they dared not ask. They simply followed the vice-captain to eat and then returned to their hotels.

The rat men’s ferocious combat ability, able to take on ten at once, alarmed many human soldiers. Yet the humans’ array of heat weapons kept the rat men at bay. Despite the efforts of Ge Ye and his divine servants to create tools resisting heat weapons over the past year, it remained difficult to halt the human advance.

If they knew that the jelly core inside him had been purchased at the cost of a dozen infants’ lives, what kind of look would they cast on him? Wang Huaipeng dared not imagine.

There had been some subtle doubts during the process, but neither he nor Xing Conglian’s expressions invited any questions.

At this moment, Tian Mu had already been appointed by Qiu Chen as the commander of the new recruits, responsible for organizing novices into the new army. Hence, he now wielded considerable influence in Yan City.

No sooner had he spoken than his fist struck the European man’s face. Without suspense, the European’s skull shattered under Zheng Zhong’s blow, and he died on the spot. The snake-like water column in the distance reverted to ordinary droplets, scattering onto the ground.

Yet the sound was so harsh that Sima Feixue’s expression froze. The sword tip was caught by Nangong Ruoli’s finger, and no matter how much he tried to channel energy, he could not move it an inch.

There was no gradual progression; it was as if the rising sun had suddenly illuminated all beings and everything in the world.

“By the way, didn’t we just mention that exchange shop? There are still many unresolved questions,” Zhang Shifeng said.

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“Trying to fleece me? I’m not serving that. Goodbye!” Xu Feng got up briskly and prepared to leave.

“Linglong and Qingluo are in the next room. If you keep making noise, I’ll go find them!” Ye Chen said impatiently.

Although his body had become a dried corpse, the dazzling golden armor remained conspicuously bright.

Since receiving guidance from Huo Xingtian, Ren Qingkuang’s martial arts had leapt forward by leaps and bounds. Compared to before, he was like a completely different person. Even Huo Qing dared not claim he could easily subdue Ren Qingkuang.

Someone with such clear eyes could never be a bad person. Why then was such an outstanding disciple not recognized by his mother?

When Xu Feng arrived at the back mountain, he saw Zui Meng Qingwu busily directing a group of people, shouting and scolding, almost on the verge of striking them.

“What should we do then?” Liu Yan asked. He had never seen Liu Fan angry after drinking, but he knew once Liu Fan lost his temper, it would be hard to calm him down without causing harm.

“What?” everyone exclaimed. After a moment of calm, Mi Lan signed the surgical sheet.

“Routine? Isn’t that just bribery? What do you want?” Zi Xiang pondered. He had very little to offer! What if he couldn’t meet their demands?