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Ji Yarui actually didn't have much favorable impression of Zhao Haoran, who kept wandering near her carriage and pretending to be carefree, handsome, and gentlemanly. After all, too many people had been currying favor with her over the past few years.

"Er, then who will be in charge of the Imperial Guard after I leave?" Dulabo asked. After all, the Imperial Guard was a legion raised by Dulabo himself, a force he had poured a vast amount of effort into building. Therefore, Dulabo still cared deeply about who the command of the Imperial Guard would be handed over to.

However, once World War II concluded, the performance of all aircraft of this era would develop at full speed, and their sizes would grow increasingly larger. By then, the aircraft capacity of such an aircraft carrier would appear quite worrisome.

Wang Yiduo was also left speechless. As expected, rare stone trading was indeed a scam! Those truly useful to martial artists were exceedingly rare; buying them back was practically just purchasing ornaments to display.

"He's all show and no substance, you all don't need to worry," Mu Ming said with a vacant look, staring at his palm. "What?" Shi Kunyu was instantly stunned, looking at the kneeling mysterious figure as a flash of anger crossed his eyes.

After changing his clothes, Liang Xiaobai walked out of the villa with other second-generation rich heirs, only to see Wang Yiduo playing the piano by the pool while the others watched with admiring and dazed expressions.

Wasn't that the name of the internet café from before? Cloud Cyber Café. Lin had been there quite a few times and remembered it very clearly. If Li Shou hadn't known about it beforehand, then this friend of his was truly thoughtful.

Li Zhicheng almost thought this was a resort destination from the outside world, or some filming location for historical romance movies.

Lin placed the fried sunny-side-up egg onto the noodles, poured the sauce over it, and declared the dish successfully completed. Without rushing to eat, he picked up a rag to wipe his hands and listened intently by the kitchen doorway.

"Hmph!" With a full-strength strike, the burly man sent Uncle Zhou flying. Uncle Zhou spat out a mouthful of blood as he was repelled backward, while the burly man, wielding a broadsword, charged toward Xue Hao.

Guan Yue held the blade with both hands, leaping down from the large tree to slash through the air, crimson light flickering at the tip of the blade.

In the senior high school classrooms, it was always like this: either passionately high-spirited, shouting words of encouragement, or dead silent, burying their heads in studying.

"Ou Zhenzhen, your mission has been canceled. I order you to stand by at your current location; I will send someone to pick you up and bring you back. That's it!" The superior on the other end of the phone slammed the receiver down with a click.

"The Devouring Heaven Beast! To think it's actually you, this vicious beast. How dare you still show your face here?" When the elf Yue'er saw the massive alien beast emerging from the azure blue lake, she turned pale with fright and said with a bloodless face.

Upon hearing that the Chaos Sovereign was launching an all-out assault on the Red-Wing Ridge in the south, Dao Shiqi's worldly-indifferent dog face finally revealed a furious expression, sparks of rage continuously flashing within his eyes.

A few old men frowned slightly. In their eyes, the greatest value of this scroll lay in its research value rather than being sold for money. Fifty thousand magic crystals might seem like a lot to others, but in their eyes, it was no different from dirt on the roadside.

"That may be so, sigh! Forget it, let you men worry about these matters," Rou Rou sighed softly.

The enemy forces were aggressive and numerous. When he first arrived at the Central Hebei Plain, he could not find a good tactical opportunity and could only lead his troops in a race against the enemy.

Liu Qingyuan scratched his head. When it came to grasping the overall situation, he lagged behind Ma Qian'an. The intelligence and data in Ma Qian'an's hands far exceeded what Liu Qingyuan possessed. Moreover, having plotted and planned for so long, Ma Qian'an had long since thought every aspect through thoroughly, whereas Liu Qingyuan, a newcomer, could not yet see the grand trend clearly.

The assassin leader, Heixin, suddenly held five card decks in his hand, which turned into five green flame cards under the influence of his aura. With a wave of his right hand, the five cards shot out, forming a row to block the path in front of the Hell One-Eyed Hound.

As for why he didn't reveal his true strength of the Immortal Three Realms, it was also out of fear of attracting others' attention and being targeted.

Upon hearing this, the other demonic cultivators immediately echoed the sentiment one after another, placing all their hopes of salvaging the situation on Tian Er-mo and Li Qing.

Yang Weidong's argument perfectly addressed the issue that Jia Denglian was most worried about, and it immediately won his approval.

Fortunately, he himself was also carrying stun grenades specially designed for incapacitation. These bullets were made of rubber, and though their potency was not weak after being enhanced by Bellamy's own energy and firearms, they would not cause physical harm, producing only an intense shockwave upon hitting the target.

This was why, even up to this point, he still wanted Wan Xiufang to realize it on her own and stay out of the matter.

When the entire street had become empty and deserted, the man in the black suit finally trembled, looking at the fallen Celestial Dragon with frightened eyes as he swallowed hard, his forehead already covered in a fine layer of sweat.

Su Zheng had a grievance with him. Previously in the stone-gambling workshop, Su Zheng had ruined his plans, which was why he had been holding a grudge against Su Zheng ever since.

The opponent's momentum was like a rainbow. After shattering his weapon with a single punch, the adversary channeled his full strength, intending to finish him off in an instant.

Dual-blade skills flashed alternately in Watson's hands. Facing these pirates who hadn't even reached the Master rank, slaughtering them with his own Soldier-rank strength was completely without suspense. With every single blade stroke, a life was claimed, and Lancaster's side was much the same.

These words were similar to what he had replied to Su Zheng in the prison earlier, but saying them was no different from saying nothing at all.

When Bai Yun first entered the manor as a youth, Song Zhiyuan already looked like this. When Bai Yun grew old and entered his twilight years, Song Zhiyuan still looked like this. Was it unfair? Bai Yun had once thought so.