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Those weaklings who only grasped the basic rules didn’t even have a chance to scream; they were torn to pieces directly by the hurricane formed from the fierce wind.
Perhaps the tree’s previous joy wasn’t because of the Dao fruit crystal itself, but because its soul had been elevated.
“I know you all have many questions now, but allow me not to answer them one by one. Inside this box are star bracelets provided by the academy. You can use them to understand this universe,” he said as the box was opened, and one by one, star bracelets flew out and landed in front of everyone.
Moreover, even if Ye Xu didn’t want to bring Ziying along, knowing her well, that girl would definitely run out to find him on her own. It was better to bring her along so she could be right before his eyes, making him feel more at ease.
“Why?” Tang Zhiyan smiled gently at Yan Cici, but her eyes were like surgical scalpels, as if she wanted to cut Yan Cici open from head to toe.
Although this blow only caused him a minor injury, his Dao heart was shattered beyond repair.
Those who were still training gathered behind Lu Chen’s seat, watching him scroll through the webpage.
Chongzhen said Zhu Changwu wanted to kill and break spirits, but little did he know, even more ruthless methods awaited.
In front of the pristine tombstone, Su Mu and Su Yue gazed softly at their parents’ names.
Before Lu Chen could answer, the audience below had already focused their attention completely.
Pah, I misspoke—it’s admiration for Senior Yin. In any case, Xuedie’s starry eyes never left Yin Tianye’s gaze.
Upon entering, he nearly vomited: before him floated a brain, yellow and white in color, along with some intestines.
Blood Ming furrowed his brows slightly. He had seen Pan Zhen before—though well past sixty, he was a true Sovereign rank. Blood Ming could temporarily elevate his strength to Sovereign level, but compared to a genuine Sovereign like Pan Zhen, there was a vast difference. Even the reckless Blood Ming dared not face Pan Zhen in combat.
Nangong Zifeng lingered for a while longer before leaving, still looking deeply worried.

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“No problem, just don’t imitate Chairman Mao by squatting in the bushes as a spectator. Xuan, how about you share your thoughts?” Su Muliang comforted Taoda and then turned to Mu Xuan.
Sun Shan was enjoying the spectacle when suddenly he felt a prickling sensation on his back. Turning his head, he saw Huo Zhizhang staring coldly at him.
“Sure enough, getting old, can’t even grow a beard,” the ancestor said, pulling off his wig and caressing the few broken hairs as if stroking a lover’s face.
Jiu Jingming was the same, always called an idiot. If he weren’t outmatched, he would have acted long ago.
“Damn, here they come! Brothers, let’s go!” Huimei said as he controlled Liu Bei charging straight at Hua Mulan for a head-on clash.
Indeed, Zixin slowly approached Di Yi, each step heavy and powerful.
Actually, she had asked her manager about this matter; the manager only told her to focus on studying. The company would make its arrangements in due time. Learning an extra skill was always beneficial.
Nian Luyao naturally wouldn’t linger in Min Hui’s presence to cause trouble. He hurriedly gathered a few disciples and left, fully aware that Min Hui was eager to swallow him whole. If Min Hui changed his mind later, he’d have nowhere to argue.
At the beginning of spring, when the sun warms and insects awaken, all things revive. To pray for favorable weather and a bountiful harvest, the emperor held the plowing ritual. This entailed the emperor bathing, fasting for three days, then personally tilling the land.
“Sorry, Boss Ruan, I... was careless,” Yi Xingluo said seriously, holding her forehead and prepared to accept punishment.
In truth, the two countries were not in the same time zone. When it was just past nine in the morning here, it was nighttime there. This timing was perfect for a video conference.
Because of this, the status in the martial world gradually shifted to the newly risen Johnny Wong. Johnny Wong was the second target—ruthless and unscrupulous. Half of the firearms in Hong Kong were supplied by him.
There was no rush. Whenever they passed places where people lived, they dismounted to resupply food and clothing and took the opportunity to inquire about Ah Huan’s whereabouts.
Gao Jie was provoked by Li Xi’s attitude, fuming with a desire to tear this bastard apart.

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After a quarter of an hour, dozens of sword lights whistled from afar. From within the sword light emerged a dozen cultivators, each with Nascent Soul level cultivation—apparently the leadership of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
“Now, Cheng Yu will make his choice. Cheng Yu, who do you choose?” the host announced again.
After some attempts that yielded no clarity, Tu Shan Honghong turned her gaze to her two younger sisters, especially Tu Shan Yaya. Surely, this thing was given by her, so she had to ask.
Yuan Shu clearly didn’t think much about it. Upon hearing Yuan Yao say there had been some friction with Sun Ce and several counties were occupied, Yuan Shu immediately brightened.
It was quite amusing—although she was the younger sister, her chest was even larger than her elder sister’s. One had to marvel at the wonders of the world.
Taking advantage of the moment when the two were stunned by her sudden shout, she tilted her body slightly, the long sword barely grazing her cheek.
Yan Cheng took a long while to answer. It was still the familiar bed, the lamp, and the tightly drawn bathrobe.
Even knowing Qiu Ping was acting on Jiang Jingci’s behalf, because he had helped Wen Lan with a lawsuit, Wen Lan still politely invited him in and handed him a glass of water.
Upon hearing this, the princess’s indifferent and disdainful expression slowly froze, almost turning to ice.
Although Tu Shan Yaya was somewhat puzzled, and that lisping speech didn’t show much respect for Yan Duoduo and the others, the Demon King Yan Duoduo immediately changed clothes and appeared.