Volume 1, Chapter 60: We Meet Again, Ye Fusang
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Jiang Zhixing spotted Lu Feifei sitting in the front row from afar, but An Muchen was by her side. Did they know each other?
Returning to City A, it was already past 4:00 PM. An Muchen drove himself to Lu Moxuan's school. After waiting for a while, school should have been letting out, but An Muchen lacked the courage to watch and simply drove away.
Thinking of this, I hurriedly turned to look at Li Lin beside me. He was the only surviving person in Fenglong Village who had been cursed in recent years.
Just now, it was merely a rough outline, but now came the detail refinement. Although his speed did not slow down, Li Feng's concentration was more intense than ever, entirely entering a state of self-forgetfulness.
In fact, even Wan Qing was unable to cultivate the Medical Immortal Heritage; he merely borrowed the techniques of acupuncture and medication from it.
"Eat it while it's hot. It was just brewed, nice and warm, to heat up your body." Li Feng smiled, squatted down, and handed the instant noodles to the person who had just spoken.
Dongfang Haoran walked over to him, saw the dozen or so empty cups on the coffee table, and immediately called the waiter outside.
The Rick Province possessed the finest geographical conditions for human habitation, with the rushing Rick River enclosing the northern and eastern sides of the province. To the west lay a towering and continuous mountain range composed of the eight Karas Peaks, while the south featured a defense line consisting of numerous bastions. It could basically be regarded as half a Great Wall.
Bosh tried hard to front him, but not being particularly strong, Bosh was brushed behind Yao Ming with a single arm. Catching the ball, Yao Ming forcefully backed into the paint and slammed the ball through the hoop over Bosh to score two points.
It was not entirely impossible for the Japanese army to retreat eastward, but the New Thirty-Third Army had pushed its combat forces to the limit. If they mobilized more troops, there would be few forces left around their garrison areas; with unstable garrisons, how could the soldiers fight with peace of mind abroad?
The Semi-Divine Elephant clansmen were originally renowned for their strength, and the force of those two iron palms was definitely no less than a full-power strike from the Floating Dust Sword.
Right now, they were holding a favorable terrain. To put it bluntly, given the situation earlier where a single charge could scatter one's own men, Li Ziyuan was truly somewhat uneasy about leaving these few Japanese soldiers on the mountain to them. Therefore, Li Ziyuan used a reverse psychology tactic to send that battalion commander away to the mountain pass.
The Yang Envoy's Hundred Inscriptions Divine Tribulation gradually overwhelmed Li Tianyou's Hundred Inscriptions Divine Tribulation. Within a few more breaths, Li Tianyou's Hundred Inscriptions Divine Tribulation was completely swallowed up.
If he were still as indecisive and timid as he was when they first met, perhaps the friendship between the two would have ended right there.
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As the pain vanished, an incomparably refreshing sensation instantly flooded his entire body, making Alton feel full of strength the next moment. Subconsciously, Alton let out a laugh while expanding his chest and stretching his muscles.
If one were to attack the mountain from the foot upward, the assault could only be launched from the front, with no possibility of a flanking maneuver from the wings. As for the terrain behind the mountain, it was a vertical cliff more than ten meters high left behind by a quarry from some forgotten era. Most crucially, the terrain available for attack from the front was also extremely unfavorable.
"Pardon me, Brother Li, you mentioned earlier that your master is an old friend of Jin's. May I ask where this comes from?" Wukong asked, inwardly astonished. He did indeed find the figure of Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King on the main hall's altar somewhat familiar.
With a palpitating heart, Kalete went upstairs. She hoped she was just being overly nervous. Regardless, she dearly loved Shirley and favored her romance with Zor, so she did not wish to see any misfortune befall them.
After tossing his simple bundle onto the bed, the youth turned his attention to the messy pile of firewood by the door, tidied it up, and cleared a reasonably spacious walkway. Only then did he stretch his back, stop what he was doing, and glance at Dazhuang, who was lying lazily in the newly cleared open space by the doorway.
Upon seeing that Ling Chen and his companions were young yet possessed astonishing cultivation levels, everyone basically guessed the purpose of Ling Chen and the others.
Normally, anyone who committed such an unprincipled act would feel deeply ashamed and hide away, not daring to face others.
"Madam, I will faithfully carry out Lord Meregr's orders and protect you with all my might." At that moment, Ethan felt that saying anything was futile; he only prayed in his heart that all those previous conjectures were merely groundless worries.
Zhang Ruokuang instantly went wild, streams of spiritual soul intent leaping from his heavenly spirit and launching a storm-like attack toward Lin Chen.
Under normal circumstances, two people with such a relationship would never shake hands. Reconciliation?? Not fighting anymore??
Considering that the Pale Crow was still useful, Jess withdrew his dagger and, acting like a madman, transferred his anger to a nearby tree, letting out a howl from deep within his throat as his fists rained down like heavy drops upon the sturdy trunk, making the thick tree trunk tremble violently.
At that moment, however, a blue immortal shadow soared high into the air, graceful, ethereal, and peerlessly peerless.
"How do you know that the person coming is your friend?" A look of suspicion appeared on Li Xiangshang's face.
Having received the command, the zombie Fromy mounted his horse, opened his mouth, and began frantically gnawing on the flesh and blood coated with digestive fluids.
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Yet even so, he still did not know how to keep a low profile and flaunted himself so ostentatiously everywhere—he could truly be considered a rare oddity.
"Brother Yu, tell me, do you have a preliminary guess regarding Yu Minghui's situation?" I raised my head slightly and could still see the faint stubble on Xia Haoyu's chin. His expression remained calm, revealing nothing else.
"Brother Dongdong, I'm going to sleep. Let's chat tomorrow," Zhou Anjie said with a yawn.
A three-legged divine tripod could be seen floating uncertainly in mid-air. This tripod bore a strong resemblance to the Immortal-Sustaining Tripod, yet there were differences as well. First was the color: the Immortal-Sustaining Tripod was bronze-colored, whereas this tripod presented dual colors of gold and black, resembling a Taiji diagram.
Meanwhile, Bai Xue hurriedly untied her belt and undressed, then leaped onto the large bed, messed up the quilt thoroughly, and plunged headfirst into it.
Among them, many whose cultivation foundations were shallow, even with the protection of the "City-Building" defense, found it truly difficult to withstand the immense impact of this golden giant sword, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
She, Lan Lianxia, would forever seal that memory deep within her heart, perhaps never touching those unbearable past events again.
Shen Liancheng turned his head, ignoring his gesture of goodwill. He picked up an orange from the table by himself, peeled it, and slowly ate a couple of segments.
"Chen Zui, in the private room at Green Wave Gallery, did you notice anything suspicious?" Zhu Jiangtao asked.
If this were some fragile class, after casting various auxiliary skills on himself, Luo Er could just stand there and let the opponent hit him, and while hitting him, the opponent might end up dying from the reflection damage.
"Thank you for your hard work. Fortunately, I have you, otherwise I really wouldn't know how many headachesome matters I'd have to deal with," Zhou Bai said, pulling Yuan Quan into his arms.
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