Chapter 41: Simply a Perfect Slap to the Face

I quickly lowered my head to carefully inspect my evening gown, only to find that it was completely intact and undamaged anywhere.
"What is wrong? Did something just happen?" After finishing my check, I was just about to step out of the dance floor with peace of mind when I heard Jin Shixun's voice.
"You are done talking?" Jin Shixun walked up to me looking quite tense and directly put his arm around my shoulder.
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Although the population of humanity back then was not as large as it is today, every single individual was a towering, indomitable existence possessing unique, exclusive powers. Placed on the battlefield, they were top-tier elites; those capable of entering Hell could go toe-to-toe in single combat with tier-two demons or even tier-one demons.

Just as they let out a furious roar, a streak of flowing light instantly materialized behind the Ghost Claw King, followed immediately by an immensely massive greatsword that slammed viciously into his body.

In the snap of a finger, his altitude increased by several atmospheres, surpassing the third cosmic velocity while continuing to soar upward at a dizzying speed.

High atop the skyscraper, the two enemies from a decade ago chatted casually with the silent familiarity of bosom friends, looking down at the glittering lights of the metropolis in the dead of night.

The alert triggered on Celestial Island had exposed the Celestial Group's mecha legions, which completely exceeded Xu Zhijie's initial expectations by coming to light so early. Of course, as the commander of the Chinese military garrison stationed on Celestial Island, Commander Mu not only bore the responsibility of defending the island but also served as an observer for the Chinese military.

As she spoke these words, tears suddenly welled up in Su Nuannuan's eyes, stirring a deep sense of chivalrous tenderness and pity in Tao Bao.

People all around immediately pulled out their phones, jeering, recording videos, and taking pictures. Sun Fan's sudden romantic confession instantly caused a commotion inside Haidilao, throwing the entire restaurant into chaos.

Naturally, as an outstanding assassin, Tao Ping did not forget to leave a parting gift for the incoming Japanese troops before leaving, setting a booby trap with explosives inside the room.

Until the surrounding area emptied out and only their two squads remained, the opposing team finally made their move, casting sideways glances at Paladin and his companions as they slowly entered the castle.

"Did you hear something making a sound?" Bai Yu was curiously studying the leaf in his hand, yet he kept hearing the sound of gears turning.

Above the primary level, believer ranks also include intermediate and advanced stages. Promotions through these two levels are determined by the faith contributed by the believers, and with every single promotion, the believer receives a divine blessing.

Indeed, the value of Ancient Dungeon admission tickets is higher than that of ordinary dungeon tickets; however, Ancient Dungeon tickets can be continuously crafted as long as one has the materials. In contrast, these admission passes were strictly limited in quantity, and the yields obtainable from certain special beast-race dungeons were definitely far greater than those of Ancient Dungeons.

As soon as the youth in plain cloth finished speaking, a sharp-chinned middle-aged man with a gloomy gaze and a shrill voice chimed in.

Students at this age are mostly star-struck, and even those who do not chase idols still have celebrities whom they admire.

Feng Shaofeng also had his pride. After all, he had received professional, systematic training; how could he surrender so easily? If he were to be completely overshadowed by Fan Bingbing, how could he ever hold his head high? Therefore, he poured his heart and soul entirely into the role. His state was simply explosive, and his acting skills improved dramatically, earning the admiration of everyone present.

Immediately, Roy used the statue of the Cute God to convey a divine oracle to Minis and the others in Yunluo City, instructing them to come to Bishui City to assist.

Setting aside the motivation of competing for the password red envelope, every single word of this poem could be said to reflect Lin Ye's genuine, heartfelt emotions at that moment.

Tan Luo turned around with a smile, taking the lead to step outside the doorway. Facing the direction of the newly rising warm sun, her figure gradually vanished into the lush, verdant shadows.

Liu Yingying looked at Lin Xi with a face full of deep concern and heartache, her expression so poignant that she looked as though she wished she could take the illness upon herself in Lin Xi's stead.