39. Chapter 39.

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Quickly sensing the movements of Yu Wuxia and the others, Lin Yang nodded to Olina, who was staying with him and Taixu Ruyue in the water pavilion to continue watching the images in the light sphere ahead, and then raised his teacup.

Bai Jie narrowed his eyes, his peripheral vision constantly scanning the surrounding environment; this observation might be something he would later utilize for its geography.

He did not know if it was his imagination, but he felt that the way Sima Sen looked at him went beyond mere rivalry for a woman's affection.

If he were to let his current desires guide him, there was no telling what might happen once the effects of the drug wore off.

Clearly, Wu Meng was planning a major move. Fearing that Bai Jie would disrupt it, he had isolated the entire Yanhuang faction from half of Asia.

As for how long it would be before they came after him again, that was not something he could predict. It depended on when the person who cast the curse discovered that the child’s curse had been broken.

She wanted not only to win but to win brilliantly, causing the sensation previously created by Eve Gaskin to vanish into thin air.

This was none other than the "Cloud-Pushing Hand," a palm technique of the Cloud-Winding Sword Sect that he had not used in a very long time.

Of course, compared to the information infusion of the Xuanyuan Space, Taixu Yuehua was still slightly inferior; at least she did not require a long sleep and could absorb information directly, needing only a little extra time to digest it and truly turn the external information into her own memories.

The name "Blood Skull" had been thunderous for a period of time. The various branches that had defected were well aware that he had risen in the world of assassins at a young age, earning a formidable reputation and boasting that he would "never let a target escape, and never harm an innocent."

Just as Tuoba Shao was lost in thought, he looked up and suddenly saw a stumbling figure running toward him.

Ye Feng’s state of mind shifted, and his mind became much sharper. He began to grope around his surroundings, but after swimming for a long time, he still could not find an end, as if he were submerged in an endless dark ocean.

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Listening to Shen Tao finish speaking, Ling Changfeng felt a surge of astonishment. He believed that such abilities existed in the world; what was so strange about someone who excelled at reading human hearts? What surprised him was that Shen Tao not only possessed excellent strength but also this ability, which was truly remarkable.

The water was clear, radiating a holy light. Standing before the river, Qilong Hai felt his entire soul hovering.

Time slipped away bit by bit. Chu Yuan and Wan Qingchun tried every method they could think of, but all were to no avail.

At this moment, Yuan He was in no rush to win the match; it was more because he had encountered someone who understood the sword, and he wanted to learn more.

However, in general, both of them still trusted their own sects. It was clear, however, that Jiang Yi and the Fire King would not believe it, so regardless of whether it was Jiang Yi or the Fire King, as long as they learned of this news, they would bring it up.

Chu Yuan believed that if the Jinghai Association were to attack with full force now, these people would likely find a way to imprison him first before turning to counter the Jinghai Association’s attack.

"Sigh, it's fine. I heard that you guys at Qingtian have solid connections! Besides, nobody from above came to inspect, yet they specifically named it as failing quality control—they must be short on money. It’s no big deal! Anyway, I’m going to lead my men to work now!" Taking the cigarette handed to him by Old Liu and lighting it, Old Qian consoled him with great sympathy.

When she saw the scene before her, a sour feeling uncontrollably rose in the heart of Tiankong Feiyan.

With her visual perception seized, the long-faced Emperor Realm expert’s expression changed in horror, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

Even with the same number of votes and the same computer calculations, it was impossible for there to be no changes at all.

However, he was quite curious about this area, which could attract such a large number of Martial Ancestor Realm experts to these prehistoric ruins.

After hundreds of rounds of fierce battle, a monstrous sea of blood vaguely emerged within the blood-red pupils of the Blood-Sucking Killing Dragon.

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"How could I possibly go to your Prefectural Office! I only heard that there were sisters who could pass the exam questions you set, my Lord. Besides taking care of Ru'en at home, I have free time, so I just wanted to test what level my learning over these past few years has reached." Meng Ying said with a smile while gently patting Ru'en.

Zhao Yuan showed the salary and benefits system he had formulated to Zhang Xucong and the others. Although they felt it was a bit generous for the workers, they raised no objections, and the matter was settled.

"Stop shaking him, he must be suffering from overexertion. Let him rest for a while, and he should wake up." Huoya, who had been watching from the side, hurried over. Checking Lu Feng, she found he had not a sliver of internal energy left, and assuming he was just exhausted, she spoke to comfort Ye Wan'er.

"Brother Feng, where did you go? How could you just leave without saying a word?" Seeing Lu Feng return, Wang Hao scrambled up and hurried over to ask.

"What? There is such a thing?" After Yun Tiankong recounted the matter, the hot-tempered Hall Master of the Profound Hall, Chen Long, slammed the table in anger.

The dagger, reflecting a cold and murderous glint, transformed into a cold stream of light, piercing into his forehead like lightning. True energy swept inside, ravaging everything in its path.

That battle was reeking of blood, with gore splattered everywhere; human internal organs were sliced open by the sharp claws of snow monsters and spilled onto the ground.

When Hua Qingyi said these words on the crowded street, many people looked at him with puzzled eyes, as if they did not understand. He did it for the people of Suzhou? How was he doing it for the people of Suzhou?

Because she had been defeated by Ghost Heart, Wu Ziyan had become exceptionally fierce, desperate to take revenge for that sword strike.

Hua Qingyi had no choice, but he knew he could not let Ai Xiang'er and the others live in fear. He had to protect them. Even if he had no solution now, he believed he would definitely find a way.