Day Sixty-Six

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Qin Huairu had originally wanted to linger a bit longer and try to get more, but seeing how resolute He Yuzhu sounded, she stopped pushing.

Endless fierce winds of the spirit void intertwined with fire dragons of the nine heavens like a natural disaster. Large swathes of land saw their vegetation first ignited and then swept away by the howling gales, leaving the bare earth exposed.

The Song family was the first path Fu Ruo had left for herself. She still had a second path she could take, but it required waiting.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xinyu had an ominous premonition and decisively chose to strike first to gain the upper hand, only to find that their movements seemed to have grown sluggish.

This converging archer tactic, directed at the two of them, left them unable to attend to everything at once and impossible to defend against completely. Azure Dragon instantly shifted his position to dodge the arrow aimed at him, while reaching out to grab the one hurtling toward Moya.

Ksitigarbha hung his head and shivered uncontrollably, as desperate as a prisoner awaiting the pronouncement of a death sentence.

The roles had reversed. Now Fu Ruo was keeping He Qiushui and Ji Zhangzhi company, while Ji Yunxian pulled Ye Ze off to another area.

Such large-scale costuming, could this be some film crew? Besides—who the hell can explain why I am on a train?

And this Xu Ziye, is there something wrong with his head too? Why is his focus on that pot of meat? Zhang Ying could see Xu Ziye's gaze was infatuated, and saliva was practically drooling from the corner of his mouth. Was that pot of meat really that fragrant?

The stone-cutting master took the stone, glanced at it roughly, and seeing that it looked utterly ordinary, couldn't be bothered to ask Xiao Yun anything further. He directly raised his blade, preparing to cut.

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The Pixiu found it somewhat hard to imagine. One had to realize that thing was a divine artifact; if it were truly swallowed by this ghost king, the consequences would be terrifying indeed.

When I arrived at the school gate, I saw that she was already waiting there. After I went over, I walked alongside her and recounted everything that had just happened from start to finish.

Yet Zao Zhi had not anticipated that shortly after he spoke these words, the sound of horse hooves would erupt like thunder! Zao Zhi, Cheng Yu, and Siyi all turned pale with shock.

With the opening of the commercial market, trade interactions between the two sides might increase day by day in the future. As for those merchants who performed well, Lü Bu could also grant them certain preferential treatments.

Zhao Hui and Li Zhenguo returned to the camel-riding area and, along with other tourists, mounted camels to head toward the exit of the scenic spot. Upon reaching the exit, Zhao Hui and Li Zhenguo dismounted, took off their boots, put on their shoes, and took the tourist shuttle back to the sand-sliding attraction.

The eunuch did not know what meaning Liang Yi's words had contained to make the emperor change his mind, but that was not something for him to inquire about. He silently stepped out of the main hall, ready to call the three men back, though the three of them were already on the verge of leaving the palace.

Wangxiang, who had plunged into the spring water, looked back deeply at Mo Ran for a moment, then transformed into a dark shadow and vanished without a trace.

These half-orc warriors were absolute treasures, trained over the course of several months. Losing one or two was fine and Kane could accept it, but if half or six-tenths of them perished, that would be terribly frustrating. After all, they were instructor reserves, and they were also currently needed to lay bricks and build houses.

Li Zhe mentioned the word "delay" twice in succession, which made Liang Yi roll his eyes involuntarily. When he left, Liu Yu was only around fourteen years old; she had shown signs of becoming a beauty, but it wasn't particularly distinct. Now that she had grown into a seventeen-year-old young woman, the transformation was enormous.

However, Yu San stared blankly at the door of the shop opposite without saying a word, his gaze vacant.

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In Yan Lian's hand was that quasi-spirit-martial-grade Purgatory Thorn. The blade was transparent and nearly impossible to guard against, possessing soul-attacking properties to boot. Coupled with a unique assassination technique, her combat prowess was no less than that of a half-step Immortal Martial expert.

"Yes, he is a 'deity' fighting for our universe." This was a white-haired, white-bearded elder whose aura was immensely powerful—a supreme expert above the seventh heaven who had caught a glimpse of Chen Kuang on the battlefield several thousand years earlier.

Han Yue shouted with a grievance that filled the heavens. His eyes had turned crimson, as if he were about to lose control. Sensing the fury within Han Yue, the God-Slaying Saber trembled slightly, as though attempting to comfort him.

"Is there something the matter?" A month later, Murong Jie's aura had grown much stronger, showing faint signs of breaking through to the mid-stage of the Spirit-Demons Realm. If he could survive this war, he would surely make the breakthrough.

For reasons unknown, Wen'er's heart tightened, her gaze darkened, and she channeled a strand of dark internal energy in her palm, striking Jiu'er's leg imperceptibly.

The two hailed from different backgrounds and harbored different thoughts. Both felt the other was somewhat tedious, when suddenly, from behind them, came a dull thud-thud-thud sound as a troop of horses appeared in the distance.

"Asura?!" Ling Yurou wore a look of utter astonishment. The God of War Asura?! Heavens above, a super God of War had arrived out of nowhere without a single word of warning.

The vital energy lake within Han Yue's dantian surged like raging waves, as if the lake of energy was about to overturn and flip upside down. The vital energy unleashed by the eight mid-grade Qi-Condensing Pills vastly exceeded his imagination, causing his expression to shift visibly.

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