Mr. Sunday, you are a genius!

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Looking at it, Lin Yi remained unconcerned. Beasts were naturally afraid of fire, and the Cloud-Hunting Leopard was no exception. With him and the Wind-Howling Beast attacking from both sides, it was already feeling somewhat frightened—how much more so now?

Black intended to make a personal visit to the Byron. The moment he arrived, he saw the launch of the Star Core Blade through one of the Byron’s viewports.

Today’s event was a semi-official gathering for the third installment of the Immortal Sword series, something akin to a fan meeting. The proceedings were nothing more than interactions between actors and fans, the actors and director answering fans’ questions, celebrity autographs, photographs, and the like.

Bao Xian thought that once she apologized, the matter would simply pass, because that was how things usually worked in her daily life.

“Qin has gone to watch the fire, so I’ll help Sister Lin Xi wash and comb her hair.” Qiao Linshan had found a comb and several clean hair ties from the old landlady. She herself had merely tied her hair into a ponytail, without attempting any complicated style.

Elsewhere, Gu He was climbing to her feet. Her second-level Golden Body Realm cultivation protected her, and Su Xiao’s palm strike had been nothing more than a pure blow of physical strength, without any cultivation power behind it. It had not injured her badly.

Their supreme commander had been decapitated, and their morale was already low. Then the officers who charged in slaughtered part of them, and in an instant, the soldiers lost every last shred of fighting spirit.

Zhang Guoshen had placed all his hopes in Yan Yongle, waiting for his reply. Yet Yan Yongle still said nothing.

After hiding in the shadows of the villa, Wang Nanbei leaned against the wall and panted softly. The distance was only a dozen meters. Though there had been no danger, crossing it required precise calculation. Had he been off by even a second or two, the guards might well have spotted him. Of course, the whole thing had also depended on the guards leaving him an opportunity.

Shen Liangzhi knew nothing of what was happening outside. At the far end of the enormous office stood a complete table made of red nanmu wood.

Ishida Ryugen’s word was reliable enough. In only ten days, he had brought his wife and children to deliver the money to Liu Tian.

The white points of light grew more numerous. What had begun as a sparse scattering of stars against a black curtain had become a narrow Milky Way, gradually flowing in a single direction.

While Second Master set the trap, he secretly surveyed the terrain. Chen Meng chatted merrily with the children, yet her large eyes missed nothing that happened in the snow.

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Lin Yiyang drew a deep breath and was just about to forcefully break the ropes binding his hands and feet when something cold and hard suddenly pressed against him, right against the small of his back.

He felt a foul-smelling mouth brush against his neck. A drop of wet saliva fell and slipped inside through his collar.

At that moment, the passage twisted upward—or rather, the lava flowing down from the ceiling provided the faint points of light that illuminated the way.

Gan Yao watched as Luo Ziyang drew a dagger and waved it before Ling Sucheng’s bloodless face, seemingly trying to determine whether it was a real face.

“Huh? You’re going too?” Min Nuan did not really care how many people went. She herself possessed both water and fire spiritual roots, making it inconvenient for her to enter the water, which was why she had sought someone else. Otherwise, she could have gone alone.

Clever Chen Meng quickly pieced together the entire story in her mind. To uncover the truth, Li Shaofeng had certainly cast his net far and wide, making use of every connection he had. The more people who knew, the more clues he could gather. So Qu Xue’s godbrother was not really betraying any confidence—but that was not the point.

When Old Madam Damei heard this, she mistakenly assumed that the woman was Second Master’s nanny. With Chen Meng so heavily pregnant, it was perfectly normal for her to summon a distant relative to wait on her. As a result, she became even more impolite toward the plump woman.

“Uh…” Yu Qinghe felt intensely awkward. Her little scheme had been exposed at once, and what made it worse was that she clearly needed a favor from the other person, yet still had to wait for them to speak first. Yu Qinghe felt utterly useless.

After leaving the shops of Krivoya, the system announced that everyone had completed the mission. Only then did they finally breathe a sigh of relief.

If that six-star devil had possessed a normal mind, the dead would have numbered far more than a million.

“What is it?” Tian Meng had also seen Tian Yan signaling to Mei Sanniang. Knowing that she was probably referring to something important, he paid no attention to Tian Yan.

Click! The sound of the slender sword’s guard closing against its sheath rang out. Only then did the several bandits who had attacked transform into white light and vanish from the street.

“Still not dead?” Every player turned their gaze toward the area where Raphael had been sealed in ice. With tens of thousands of players attacking at once, the damage alone should have been enough to kill Raphael. Yet after waiting for a long while, they still saw no notification of his death. The players immediately realized that something was wrong.

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The magnificent, majestic Peak of the Divine Shrine, a miracle wrought by nature and magic, had been reduced to ruins in the battle before them. What everyone had originally considered their greatest gain had vanished into nothingness.

In the blink of an eye, the Emperor had sent all three of his sons away from Chang’an without leaving a single one behind. The matter had come so suddenly—and seemed so suspicious—that Yang Guang stood dumbfounded in the hall, unable to make head or tail of it.

“Father, is this news true?” Fang Tianding instinctively doubted anything his father, Fang La, told him, because he always felt that Fang La was concealing something from him.

“Admiral! How could you tamper with someone’s body without my permission? A warship that can fly through the air—how can that still be called a Sea Mist warship? Musashi is definitely going to laugh me to death this time!” Montana did not dare cause trouble for Ling, so she could only complain to Zhang Fan.

Had this happened earlier, Xin Yi might have sighed over how considerate the eldest brother of the Yi family was. But at this moment, she felt that such a gesture was completely unnecessary.

Chu Fan let out a bitter sigh inwardly. Even if he wanted to save him, it was already too late. Once upon a time, at Wang Chu’s age, he too had watched his father leave.

The Scroll Painting Secret Realm was exceptionally tranquil, making it an ideal place for secluded cultivation and breakthroughs. The greatest taboo during a breakthrough was interference, and the higher the level of the breakthrough, the greater the danger.

Bai Da was astonished. This person could actually speak human language! He had thought everyone here was a savage from the wilderness who could do nothing but babble unintelligibly.

He suddenly lunged one step forward, stamping a footprint an inch deep into the bluestone ground. His unadorned fist shot violently toward the Thunder-Patterned Demon Beast hurtling through the air. The battle qi throughout his body surged into his arm and burst forth in a spiraling torrent.

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