Chapter 62: Dark Clouds Press Down on the City, Threatening to Crush It (Part Two)

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He no longer needs to prove anything. He is Kobe, a member of the Golden Draft Class of '96, a man who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Jordan.
Over the next few days, Xu Henglu and Zhou Yuanzheng both devoted themselves to treating Lu Yiming's venomous wounds. Ever since settling into the Mushroom Grand Hotel, Ram and his companions had not stepped outside once, let alone stirred up any trouble.
"Is it noon already?" She had been completely unaware of the passage of time. Prompted by him, she finally felt a pang of hunger, lifted the hem of her skirt, and left the room.
Trembling from his touch, Artemis managed to break free from his grip and looked back toward the direction his gaze had been fixed upon.
"We can choose to play a strong-side single defense against Leonard without double-teaming him, and strategically abandon one option to resolutely double-team Durant." Jiang Haoran sat down in his seat and finished speaking.
He sat back down in his original chair and looked at the pale-faced Yves. Probably no one could have imagined that beneath the glorious and boundless exterior of the Emperor lay such a cruel and merciless story hidden away.
She bit her lip, muttering inwardly—letting you be smug—while involuntarily letting out a sigh of relief. Turning her head aside, she saw the green curtains hanging by the window gently stirred by the breeze, rippling like a calm lake surface as if striving to whip up tiny waves.
What made it even more impossible for her to say those words was that if she uttered them, he might die. Whether it was written down or conveyed through a messenger, he still remained entirely unresponsive; it was not as though she hadn't tried.
Yali reclined lazily on the soft couch, gazing around the desolate bedchamber, and then closed her eyes, letting her heart ache endlessly without bound.
She had always been of a detached and indifferent temperament. Even as the emperor's biological sister, she rarely had the opportunity to share heart-to-heart conversations with him. Furthermore, ever since her marriage, she had grown utterly disillusioned with matters of the heart, making her disposition increasingly cold and aloof.
Ripples surged across the Dao of the Void, causing the heaven and earth to tremble. Dull, rumbling sounds echoed from the depths of the void, as if an ancient taboo had been unsealed! Blood rained across the skies, and an ethereal, illusory gate manifested in the void, while lightning poured down like waterfalls, filling the entire firmament!
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The stone was entirely golden in luster, faintly emanating the sounds of Buddhist chanting accompanied by the rhythmic striking of a wooden fish.
"Dad!" The moment Qin Shizheng stepped out of the hospital room, young master Heng himself did not know where the sudden burst of courage had come from that made him call out.
In the realm of the Dragon Ruins, cultivation is an extremely difficult endeavor. Without venturing out into the world to gain experience and procure spirit stones through one's own efforts, the Heavenly Spirit Academy will not provide sufficient cultivation resources to any genius. Yet, venturing into other regions of the Dragon Ruins inevitably entails grave dangers, with people perishing constantly.
Slick, who was holding a gun against someone else's head, froze visibly upon hearing Chen Hu's words. He instinctively glanced at him, only to find Chen Hu wearing an expression of absolute confidence. There was even a faint smile on his face, entirely devoid of the panic and annoyance one would expect after being outmaneuvered—a reaction that completely defied reason.
The only thing that startled Gao Qing was that the other person was wearing embroidered shoes of a very old and dated style, yet they were exceptionally clean, untainted by even a speck of dust.
Yet Qin Yan witnessed it all and simply couldn't be bothered to bring it up, oblivious to what his own son was actually up to, knowing only how to send him abroad to play and broaden his horizons.
"Don't come closer, or I'll shoot!" Gao Qing shouted nervously. However, the masked figure seemed completely deaf to Gao Qing's warning, continuing to charge forward without the slightest hesitation, closing the short distance of ten meters in the blink of an eye.
"Family?" A sudden flush appeared on Qinsi's face, and she hastily turned around, grabbing Youmeng as she ran outside.
The biology teacher, who had remained silent the entire time, looked up at Teacher Qin and sighed inwardly, thinking that youth truly brings naivety.
Sure enough, stealth proved utterly useless in front of elite creatures. However, taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Feng cast a speed-boosting skill on himself, shifting his coordinates by several steps just as the shadow guard's attack landed.
Wuyi Mountain is one of the thirty-six Grotto-Heavens of Daoism under heaven, historically known as the "Sixteenth Grotto-Heaven of Ascension and Realization." Legend has it that during the Qin dynasty, an immortal descended into the mountain, calling himself Lord Wuyi and receiving a mandate from the Jade Emperor. In the southern part of this mountain range lies a massive expanse nearly a thousand square kilometers in area, dotted everywhere with the ruins of Daoist temples, which remain vibrant with burning incense to this day.
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Yuetang returned after being away for two days. When I asked her what the matter was, she replied that her mother had fallen ill at home and she had gone back to tend to her. Shen Yi had also been busy these past few days, always leaving early and returning late. Every time he came back, I had already fallen asleep, and when he left in the early morning, I was still fast asleep in my dreams.
A colorful deer whose aura was by no means weak—even if it wasn't a divine beast, it certainly possessed divine beast bloodlines. If he were to consume it, even if the effects fell short of Ao Guang, they shouldn't be inferior to those of the dragon princes.
Therefore, Wang Nao did not want to become too deeply involved in his work. Part of this was due to the work model he had long since established, but an even greater reason was that he needed to conserve a portion of his energy.
After surrounding him, those "monsters" did not immediately move to kill him; instead, they communicated among themselves, speaking in a language he could not understand at all.
Tang Ya nodded, adding that Wang Cuifeng probably didn't harbor any deep-seated resentment toward her—perhaps she simply felt displeased because Tang Ya had once offended her in the past.
"President Chen, why are you looking at me like that? Aren't you afraid of being bewitched by me?" Tang Ya asked with a sarcastic tone.
It was precisely because of this momentary distraction that his waist was injured once again by the Water-Fire Blade. Just as he managed to dodge away, another arrow came flying toward him, and this arrow actually exploded right as he blocked it.
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