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"Naturally, I, Ghost Spirit Son, am always ready to welcome the Flame Emperor to my Ghost Sealing City for a chat," Ghost Spirit Son said with a faint smile at Yan Wu. "However, I have many matters to attend to at this time, so I shall not keep you company." With that, Ghost Spirit Son flicked his sleeves and took away the Peacock Pluto and the Nine-Headed Golden Viper.

"Very well, then, Senior Sister Jiang Yi and Senior Brother He Xi Wu Xin, I shall see you in three days," Mu Yi said with a smile. He did not intend to go to the Yi Gang; instead, he planned to return to the back mountain to stabilize the King-level martial art he had just learned, "Descent of the Thunder God." His execution of this technique was still unstable and required much more practice.

Reflecting on these things, Liu Ruobai swallowed hard and looked at Lan Rongyue with an incredibly complex expression, one containing admiration, wariness, and a trace of fear that no one noticed.

After settling the issues with Fan Xing, I slumped into a chair in the fashion boutique, waiting for Xing'er to ask her questions. The girl was only at level 40; she couldn't go to the Sky City, and I wondered what kind of questions she might have.

It flew straight toward Xiao Yan. With no chance to dodge, he was torn to shreds by the successive blood blades.

Judging by Zhou Yan's behavior, he seemed to have a desire to reconcile. Since both of them shared the same plight in cultivation, although my own problems were being resolved, I still sympathized with this former friend. Besides, Zhou Tian had few friends to begin with, so I didn't mind becoming friends with Zhou Yan again.

The next day, as the first ray of vibrant red light from the morning sun just emerged in the east, and the world remained dim, the wooden door of a courtyard in the Zhou residence was gently opened. A tall, upright figure walked out and pulled the door shut behind him.

"Commander! Commander, are you alright?" The young man, seeing the state of his leader, rushed to his side and helped Yang Yun up, while the others remained on guard to prevent the crystal beast from escaping.

"Yes, but I have a condition: you must marry me as well, so that I can better cherish and protect you," Tian Ying said in a trembling voice to Ling'er.

"Explosive Fist." Mu Yi wiped the smile from his face and turned his gaze toward the jackal beast rushing at him. Without any superfluous movements, he focused his internal energy with a thought and threw a heavy punch.

Just then, a piercingly harsh sound rang out. The three of them froze, then all looked up to see Wuchen and Elise slowly approaching with smiles on their faces.

A few minutes passed, and the Black Vritra, which had been kicked into the deep sea, remained motionless, as if it were dead.

Looking closely, it was indeed no longer bean curd, but cold-dressed meat and some fried meat balls. It smelled delicious, yet they still had no appetite.

"I have no damned business! Damn it, you'd better treat me to a few big meals when we get back, or cover our living expenses for a month." I spat out, annoyed. What a guy, forgetting righteousness at the sight of a pretty face.

"Think carefully again. Apart from the key, did you bring back any other mementos?" Ran Sinian prompted enticingly.

The two old masters of the Li and Wang families left the Yan residence and huddled together. Their families were on good terms, and they discussed the future development of the Seven Dark Clans.

The Confucian disciples had been slaughtered. If he, the sect leader, continued to remain silent, he would be mocked by the whole world.

For those of us without money or power, we are always this passive. I understood what Old Man Huang meant by that saying: good deeds bring good rewards... Because we had done good deeds before, he was now giving us a good fruit, intending to tell us not to change our minds just because of a small incident.

"Wait! What do you mean by evidence?" The Grand Princess asked, her hands trembling as she gripped them tightly.

I quickly looked ahead. Indeed, under the street lamp, Jiang Liming, dressed in black, walked unhurriedly toward the Che Kung Temple. His movements were truly casual, showing no fear of being discovered.

"Old Man He!" Gu Le was startled. Although he was a transmigrator, the technology in this society was far too advanced. Information on the internet was overwhelming; a simple search on Baidu provided clear details. Gu Le knew a little about the King of Gamblers in Macau. In Hong Kong and Macau, as soon as the title "King of Gamblers" was mentioned, people knew it referred to Old Man He.

"Hum..." The nameless long sword seemed to respond to its master, reflecting a soft glow under the moonlight before finally dissolving into dust in the atmosphere, scattering with the wind.

Zhang Hao recalled the "one-ten-thousandth" strength that Shang had mentioned and looked up at the giant leg above him. This soul body was about sixteen zhang tall, radiating an ancient and mysterious power. Zhang Hao felt that the soul body was still in a deep slumber.

Levi's tone sounded genuinely puzzled, not like his usual playful teasing. So, Eve calmed herself down with suspicion. She closed her eyes, and her waterfall of golden hair moved without wind, extending in all directions as if alive, becoming longer and finer.

At this moment, a massive force of Yan cavalry appeared from nowhere, pressing directly into the Joyous Forest, where the poisonous miasma was thinning, and set up camp. If the snake venom could no longer keep the miasma uniform, and the miasma in the front of the forest continued to thin, the Yan army would be able to drive straight in and strike the capital.

The next moment, they were captivated by the content of the video. Every movement in the external body technique was explained with detailed steps, and in the internal heart method, the animated video completely marked the meridians through which the true energy flowed, along with summaries of the mantras.

Gu Le was completely unaware, staring intently at Qiao Yu while grinning foolishly, oblivious to the fact that his killing had dragged countless people in the capital and the deep sea into a whirlpool of unrest and trembling fear.

Counting them up, only Sun Ce's ten thousand troops could be deployed at will without affecting the overall situation. Yuan Yin immediately suggested that Yuan Yao write this order, which carried a tone of consultation, hoping that Sun Ce would immediately march north to rescue Yuan Shu's main army in Chenliu.