Volume 1, Chapter 21: They Are All Dead

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The crimson clouds were so thick that she couldn't see, and probing with her divine sense felt too intrusive. She wondered, did it have a delicate face and a slender figure?
Her lips twitched violently. Unable to bear it any longer, she struck out with a clean, decisive palm toward the dark shadow.
Furthermore, Namikaze Minato's lover, Uzumaki Miyuki, was the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki of Konoha. It was rumored that Minato had also mastered the Uzumaki clan’s sealing techniques, successfully helping Miyuki prevent her rampages on several occasions.
"You Wuli, is this your home?" Little did he know that the once-haughty Master Qin would one day be completely ignored.
If one were to turn a blind eye to these domestic import orders, the situation would mirror the relationship between the European battlefield and the United States.
"Sister Beibei, are you questioning your own judgment now?" Tan Xue'er blinked at her, her mind unusually sharp for once.
It could be said that over the years, fifty percent of the Big Saber Gang’s earnings were taken by them, forty percent by Wang Yuan, and only ten percent was used for internal expenses and savings.
Yu Yao felt a searing heat where his hands had brushed against her face, thinking to herself, how could a man’s hands be so hot?
This journey to the Azure Sea is likely a one-way trip. Everything I have seen along the way is recorded here, though I have kept some things from you; a separate letter explains everything clearly. If I break my promise...
"You need not ask about this. Just do as I say; we are betting everything on this final effort anyway," Elder Xu said in a flat tone, showing no intention of providing further explanation.
After the assassins were captured, Xie Shen did not have them sent directly to the Shuntian Prefecture office.
These words resonated deeply with the Emperor Zhongyuan. He couldn't help but roar with laughter; in that moment, his joyful laughter seemed to trigger echoes that reverberated continuously throughout the hall, lingering for a long time.
"If I told you, would you still let me sleep here?" Ye Kaicheng knew Xu Zuoyan all too well; how could he not know what was on his mind?

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Turpan and the Great Ming had vied for the Hami Guard time and again, and their wavering attitude toward the Ming was exasperating.
The words of the Dog-Lion were not without reason. Indeed, it was a possibility, but he already had a sound strategy to deal with them.
"The negotiations with the United States are not going well. They insist on obtaining Tianxiao’s body and demand that we provide them with the footage of the battle on Aurora Island," the Fox Immortal said, getting straight to the point after entering the car.
Old Kun suffered from a herniated lumbar disc. Although it was not currently flaring up, sitting for long periods still caused him soreness, and the pain of a relapse was indescribable.
Dongfang Ruoxue felt a surge of joy—what was happening? Didn't Girl Zhuoma say that a transformation into a Tutu Heavenly Profound Beast could only result in the form of an ape or a giant wolf? Why was her partner in a half-wolf, half-human form? And it seemed his consciousness was still clear! Could this be related to his background as an EX special player?
Leng Ran noticed her then. She was wearing a black spaghetti-strap short dress with a smooth texture, consistent with her usual style—never hiding what should be exposed. She wasn't particularly tall, but given her voluptuous figure, nothing seemed out of place.
Liudao clenched his fists tightly. His once azure eyes had turned a dark, murky yellow, swirling rapidly like a whirlpool in the sea, and the surrounding space became instantly volatile.
Xiao Yun was somewhat lost in thought. He remembered that when he displayed his immense talent for cultivation at the awakening ceremony, the looks in the eyes of some elders were not of joy or ecstasy, but of concern.
The space containing the portrait was a cave. Judging by the chisel marks, it was ancient, yet it was spotless, suggesting someone cleaned it regularly.
Body Tempering at the Great Perfection stage—this was Ning Feng's level nine years ago, and it remained his level today. Even the well-traveled Old Wolf found himself helpless when it came to Ning Feng's constitution.
After exiting the villa area, the beach where the carnival was being held remained brightly lit, with people coming and going.
Boss Jin wore a smile, cradling the agarwood as if it were a living thing. He turned and took two steps when suddenly, a dagger appeared in his chest. It was buried deep, with only the hilt visible.
The moment the sound vanished, those eyes turned into a blue light, flying over to merge into Ye Fei’s body. Ye Fei was shocked, but he did not wake up immediately; instead, he felt the ticking sound slow down significantly.

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"Fairy, you misunderstand. A phoenix only perches on a parasol tree; before I submit, I must understand these things, otherwise..." Tang Chuan paused. The implication was clear: if he submitted to her only to be killed by a more powerful cultivator shortly after, what was the point?
Across heaven and earth, countless demonic beasts, as if drawn by some attraction, were charging toward "Wang Chen" in a tidal wave.
Qian Qi spoke while placing a round firework in his palm. He closed his hand, ignited it with demonic arts, and then slowly opened his palm. Colorful floral fireworks bloomed in his hand, and he held them out to Xia Qiu.
Back at Liuyun Courtyard, she had been extremely annoyed with He Junqing. Upon learning in the Dayuan Kingdom that He Junqing was actually Princess Feng of the Dahan Kingdom, her jealousy became unbearable.
Taking a deep breath and shaking his head, Su Mu stopped overthinking and took out the jade slip Mo Bai had given him to study.
"Second Brother, the matter is urgent and brooks no delay. I will speak with you later." Cheng Yanyuan finished speaking and hurried away.
There was no other choice but to flee with all his might, hoping the thick fog of Mibixi would allow him to escape.
Su Wan listened, pursing her lips. She sat down at the table and signaled for Lian Bi to sit as well.
Who could have imagined that the majestic office of the Governor of Mo City in the Liang Kingdom would have such shoddy workmanship? With a sharp 'hiss,' the gauze curtain was ripped from its wooden frame and fell, draping over Luo Wusheng’s head like an exotic girl wearing a scarf.