His mother left early.

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With the order given, the two ninjas who had been watching him intently struck immediately. Their previous hesitation was due to Naruto’s identity, not because they feared him.

Ling Xiao truly needed to re-evaluate this world; it was an existence that had surpassed his control.

"Fugaku, are there any records in the Uchiha clan on how to travel to the moon?" Minato Namikaze asked.

"One cannot always do as one wishes in the world of martial arts"—though this is an age-old saying, it is undeniably true.

He knew that once Orgel was incapacitated, Estelle and the others would have no trouble dealing with a mere Kaelona.

Qian Donglai had completely lost his composure. Though he wanted to cry, he dared not shed a single tear.

Having obtained everything he wanted to know, Ling Xiao had intended to leave, but seeing the adorable appearance of the Three Sacred Swords of the future, he couldn't help but linger for another day to help them with their training.

"Take this! Roar!" Before Ling Xiao could react, the Dark Kyurem’s attack arrived. A powerful burst of thunder and electromagnetic waves erupted, striking at Ling Xiao from all directions.

He then put on a wry smile and said, "So, although I am handsome, I am not stupid, nor am I the type to go looking for trouble. I can't even beat that stone-faced man, let alone..."

In the eyes of the righteous, the underworld is forever just a dog begging for scraps; being able to eat is merely a grace granted by the righteous.

The toxins in the Red-Crowned Immortal's body had been completely neutralized, but his cultivation remained stuck at the Qi Refining stage. Now, he would have to rely on himself to slowly rebuild his cultivation. Without the restraint of the toxins, he believed it wouldn't take long for him to return to his peak.

Another volley of gunfire rang out. The tires on one side of the truck burst, causing it to swerve violently and crash into Yan Yun’s SUV.

He chuckled softly, his expression gentle, his ink-black eyes filled with tenderness. He bowed his head slightly, and his thin lips pressed against her fragrant, soft red lips.

Xia Tianyu was caught off guard. Although he attempted to dodge, he still felt a sharp pain in his cheek.

Chu Junyue also noticed that something was wrong with her. Thinking she was frightened by the scene, he comforted and coaxed her.

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"The entire suit of armor is covered in that special liquid, and the blacksmith has never touched it, right?" His final sentence was directed at Yan Yun. Upon hearing this, the people nearby hurried over, surrounding Yan Yun completely.

The temperature inside was quite pleasant, and the surrounding rocks still emitted a faint glow. After following the cave entrance deep inside, they saw an old man with a full head of white hair sitting cross-legged on the ground in meditation.

First, request Han Cheng's help, with Li Biao’s Sea Dragon Gang responsible for escorting the transport to continue the large-scale production and trafficking of refined salt. This would be the main source of funds for the troops.

Yang Yuting heard Yang Lan’s voice. He turned his head and saw a face that looked very similar to his sister's.

"So you intended to move against the Xiao family all along! All that talk about your heart aching for Zhusheng and wanting to vent his anger was just an excuse!" Fang Hui sneered.

Old Jess was one possibility, but he and Old Jess had only met twice. Even if Old Jess tried to guess, he could never have figured out his relationship with Ye Yan.

The two guards at the gate also realized something was wrong. When they looked back, they saw a group of brothers charging over with menacing expressions and were stunned on the spot.

Before Huang Dejiang could speak, the principal of the Third Middle School praised him first. As a leader, one should occasionally offer praise to subordinates when it is due.

Patrol Deacon... everyone was speechless again. That’s right, members of the Dao Palace cannot strike at will in Vermilion Bird City, but the patrol deacons are the exception.

The next moment, he suddenly felt a sense of weakness in his primordial spirit, as if the consumption from channeling those bolts of lightning had been too great.

Yan Fei Yang identified the four tightest and sturdiest nails on the coffin; one could tell from their length that these were the four most important ones.

Hearing his words, everyone nodded secretly. They themselves possessed not insignificant cultivation levels; they had merely been startled by the sudden change in circumstances and had calmed down by now.

"I haven't even said anything yet, and you already know I’m going to frame you?" Ning Yuma scoffed with a look of disdain.

Liu Bei was not only beautiful, charming, and full of character, but she was also open-minded and generous. Her way of treating people made one feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze. After a few days of getting along, Lu Chong and Liu Bei shed their unfamiliarity and became friends who could talk about anything, even addressing each other as sister and brother.

Princess Yunzhi blinked her beautiful eyes and crouched beside the bucket, carefully examining the goldfish.

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Inside the castle, Jonas finished one phone call only to have another come in; there was almost no time to rest.

Now it’s done—she fully believes you are dead. She has been heartbroken once more, and it seems she has lost all hope.

He had just mentioned that Sister A-Qing used to give him a thousand for food every month, but it turned out she had already started giving them ten thousand a month for living expenses.

"What is going on?" Old Zhang and I looked at each other in bewilderment. Old Zhang hesitated, crouching down and wondering suspiciously whether he should add more spirit money to the fire.

"I have indeed heard of such a miracle doctor, and she even cured a patient with the same condition as your son. However, that doctor's whereabouts are very mysterious, and no one can contact her." The doctor sighed, said no more, and left.

Some people hesitated. If they tore down the city walls, what would they do if bandits or soldiers came? But then they thought, everyone here is either old or young; there isn't a single able-bodied person left—who would even come to rob them?

Just then, I suddenly seemed to see a string of green light in front of me, ignoring the evil miasma and flickering in the distance like fireflies.

"Wah!" Su Yueyue had just let out a cry when Yue Hua slapped her a few times. She wanted to cry but couldn't, and was tossed into the water bucket.

Jiang Qing was furious. She stepped past Mu Yu and grabbed Zhao Qi by the collar. Seeing this, Zhao Qi wanted to block but didn't dare, so he simply squeezed his eyes shut, ready to take the beating. But the fist he imagined never came; instead, he felt a soft sensation on his face.

Yang Huaiyu gazed at the gates of the Longevity Palace, which were now within arm's reach, his heart pounding powerfully within his chest.

For a moment, he forgot why the deposed crown prince, who should have been confined in the Imperial Clan Court, would appear here.