Volume 1, Chapter 54: Then None of You Are Leaving

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Seeming to sense the docility of the person in his arms, Xuanyuan Tianyue held her tighter, gently stroking her long silver hair as his voice grew increasingly tender, "Qianqian, be a good girl and sleep. When you wake up, everything will be fine." Bright red blood slowly spread across the snow-white garment pressed against his chest, yet he seemed entirely unaware of it.

Zongyang resolutely gripped his unblinking blade. Facing such an enemy, there was no room for survival; he had only the grim resolve to take one down with him, or take two if he could.

Considering that the hiding place of Noah 120 might already be suspected by the Stellar race, Noah 120 entered the East China Sea via a pre-deployed undersea channel and concealed itself in the region frequented by the Black Serpent.

Amidst this, stars began to explode, followed by the reappearance of the sword array. The hundreds of flying swords surrounding Juqu Chang'an took formation to attack first, but as Juqu Chang'an shifted his spiritual energy, those hundreds of flying swords instantly suffused with black Qi and turned to attack other flying swords.

Sharing almost the exact same reaction as the two of them were ninety-eight others. All of these people wore expressions of excitement and disbelief.

"So noisy!" Rong Qian pinched the bridge of her nose, a trace of impatience in her expression. However, as many fragments in her mind slowly converged, she closed her eyes slightly, and her expression gradually relaxed.

The walls of Monterrey were twelve meters tall, but for mid-sized corpse-beasts the size of bison and equipped with three-meter-long bodies, scaling them took no more than a few bounds.

"Yongcheng, Cancheng, change into your performance costumes and head to the municipal stadium." This time, would something be different?

Sensing the colored silk tightening around him and seeing that Caris had no intention of showing mercy, he hurriedly mobilized the spiritual power within his sea of consciousness.

Fu Youyou greeted Fu Qingqing beside her, and seeing her staring blankly at the hall entrance without hearing her call at all, she couldn't help stepping closer and tugging at the hem of her skirt.

Though such profit-driven and two-faced individuals could be considered masters of politics, Yang Qinglian utterly detested them.

She had gone out on a trial journey with eleven fellow apprentices, only to clash with the young disciples of the Shao family's main clan. All ten of her fellow apprentices were killed, and she alone was left and sent to be auctioned off at the Pleasure Pavilion. Even now, the mere thought of it filled her with lingering fear.

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The three servants shared a deep telepathic bond with Xiao Leng, and Bai Jing and the Purple Shadow Fox also obeyed Xiao Leng implicitly. The first to make a move was not Xiao Leng, but Bai Jing.

General Hu and Commander Lin guarded the Emperor without stepping away for even a second. Seeing Wang Jian enter quietly, the two immediately withdrew in silence.

"You won't admit it? Tough-mouthed, are you?" The rugged man slapped Jian Xiyan across the face, a burning pain searing her cheek, and then grabbed the cyan headscarf on her head, yanking it hard. As the scarf slipped off, a cascade of dark hair tumbled freely over her shoulders.

"Don't worry, Master, it will definitely be handled impeccably. I'm counting on your continued high standards." Ding Yijie snapped his fingers; having the master around truly made a difference, making even the sunlight feel much brighter.

And what was Frogadier doing? Frogadier was actually wrestling with its own shadow clone, and both of them possessed tangible, physical bodies capable of attacking.

Yet Cheng Hong should count himself fortunate, for Baozi had not used its full strength, and what it threw was merely a bone. Had it hurled an iron ball just now, this completely defenseless Third Master of the Cheng family would likely have already perished.

At this moment, Fengni had regained consciousness. Seeing Granny Wu being dragged away, she had fought desperately to save her, only to be stabbed in the shoulder by one of the bandits. The blood loss and pain had rendered her unconscious for a long time.

Situ Nan sighed with suppressed forbearance, continuing to sit there and gaze fixedly at Ye Zixuan, waiting to hear what else he had to say.

"First, I cannot wrong Old Liu. Second, purely because you refused to sell this item to foreigners no matter how poor or desperate you were, I cannot cheat you either," Yu Qiaqing said with a completely open and upright expression.

"Zhineng, why don't I find you a good match?" After much deliberation, Mu Wanqing still felt this was the most appropriate solution.

Wang Yueniang discovered she was pregnant not long after, bringing even greater joy to everyone. Dongli, however, was quite pathetic; she actually longed to go out and travel, but with so many matters around her and the child unable to do without her, she could only vent her grievances in secret, grumbling about the two ungrateful ones who had taken off so carefree.

Great noble families considered it a grave taboo to fail in distinguishing the legitimate heirs from the concubine-born. Because of this mindset held by the Cui family, even people like Nangong Fan, the eldest grandson, had been out of favor with the old matriarch for all these years.

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Upon seeing Xiahou Chong, Sun Ce's eyes flashed with a cold light, and gripping his Ancient Ingot Blade, he charged forward regardless of the danger.

"Hahaha!" The members of the Holy Cross burst into hearty laughter, amused to see their own guild master吃瘪 (taken down a peg).

Since Fu Fengxiang took the initiative to propose that Situ Nan stay in the palace, Situ Nan intended to agree by following the flow of the current. However, before the words could leave his lips, Fu Yuheng on the other side spoke up first.

"Senior Sister Su Mamo actually knows me?" A boy named Jiang Tao asked with a bright smile on his face.

"Let me go!" Qianqian screamed loudly, panic lacing her voice as she tried to calm her thunderous heartbeat. Especially his large hand, exerting a moderate pressure that sent a tingling wave of numbness crawling up her spine. This unfamiliar wave of passion made her feel even more flushed and restless.

Hearing this, the white-robed man's heart trembled. He hurriedly raised his head to look, only to see a cyan-robed man standing with his hands behind his back, suspended in mid-air in a rather leisurely manner.

In truth, he knew well that no matter how he fled, he could never escape the palms of the two men before him. Yet deep in his heart, he still held a fantasy, hoping that the commotion on his side would be noticed by the Commander Lord far away in the Mengzhi territory, prompting him to rush to the rescue.

To kill the chicken to warn the monkeys, and see which blind fool would dare come to Chijin City to stir up trouble again—the centurion snorted a few times, barked two loud orders at his subordinates, and led the troop out through the city gate.

The Beast race probably never expected that the human race, usually so cautious and unwilling to fight without certainty, would suddenly turn so fanatical. Almost every city in Hanzhou saw such squads appearing outside their walls. Though each squad was small in number, their combat prowess was formidable.

In this opening match of rugby, Yang十八's team won, and each member received a box of refined salt. There were also consolation prizes for the losers; Xiao Ye issued himself a pound of dried raisins and walked back with them.

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