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The sky resembled a piece of scrubbed, blue-black coarse cloth, with stars scattered across it like glittering gold dust.

We had arranged to meet at a coffee shop, and by the time I arrived, Guan Ying was already there.

"Submit or die!" Yuan Hong held a golden token and threw it directly in front of the Yellow-Robed King. Inlaid on the token was the ancient seal script character for "Kill."

Yang Jiao’s face was ashen, his body covered in bloodstains, and the blood from the corner of his mouth dripped steadily onto the ground.

Wei Mei obediently lowered her head, turning her body so her brother could tidy her up. The happiness radiating from her sweet face stood in stark contrast to the rotting corpses on the ground.

At this moment, the leader of the red-turbaned men, a man with a thick red beard, seemed unable to sit still for some reason and was about to leave. Second Master Du, with his pencil-thin mustache, was anxiously trying to detain the "god of wealth," while Cao Fei and the others clamored, "One more round! One more round!" But the red-bearded man hesitated, deep in thought.

Little did he know, these people were entirely different from the ones he usually bullied, and they certainly didn't think much of a man who borrowed the tiger's might to bully others.

"That's good," Chen Qingyi said, picking up her glass and downing half the red wine in one go.

Old White then hung up the communicator and ordered a fighter jet and a reconnaissance plane to take off immediately to scout the target location.

Poor little Tian'er was indeed hungry, but with so much delicious food in front of her, she didn't dare move and could only swallow her saliva in secret. When Shu Mei passed her a piece of meat, Tian'er looked at her peer with gratitude. Shu Mei giggled.

"Haha, scorpions, spiders, vipers, centipedes, and venomous ants! With these toxins, our strength will increase tremendously. We are no longer the underdogs; we are the strongest!" a man said, his face full of excitement.

Ruffling her messy, sleep-tousled hair, Lin Furong was dragged away by the wrist by Song An'an. Fortunately, she had slept in her clothes, which meant she hadn't put on her military uniform like the others, making her stand out conspicuously.

She used to think she was the only one who didn't care about her image or table manners, but looking at Gu Xingchen now, she felt that even Gu Xingchen had become less fastidious. Had he been influenced by her?

"I haven't seen him for a few days either. It seems he has some business, though I don't know the specifics," Ye Lanling said flatly.

Yesterday, when Gu Changhua brought Ji Anning over, the medical staff were all there, and it was Zhuang Mei and Liu Aiyin from the medical team who treated her wounds.

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Accompanying Shi Huang were the Canguo Commandery’s Supervisory Censor, Zhao Yuan, and the Commandery Commandant, Cheng Lu. Cheng Lu had been in Jiaozhi Commandery for quite some time, while Zhao Yuan had only arrived a few days ago.

But he couldn't do that yet, so he had to clench his fists, secretly exerting force to control his impulse.

The blindfold was removed from Wu Tu's eyes. Suddenly exposed to the sunlight, he instinctively squinted. When he opened them again, he realized he was already in front of the walls of Fen County.

When he had seen Fang Yuzhi earlier, he only felt she looked familiar. After thinking for a while, he remembered she was the Fang Yuzhi from the class next door, who was close friends with Ji Anning.

Looking at the murals in the secret passage and this tower in the middle of the lake, these people had clearly been operating here for centuries.

Leng Lanzi looked at the family of three before her, finding the scene both expected and unexpected.

Seeing that Shen Zhuo appeared completely normal, with no scent of blood or murderous intent on him, the two briefly wondered if they had misjudged the situation.

Back when she had confessed to Old Cao, Song Yun was right there. She didn't believe for a second that he hadn't told his spouse when he got home.

At Lu Chen's gaze, Gong Luoyan blushed for no reason and couldn't help but glare at him. This guy was truly annoying; why did he always keep glancing at a certain spot?

In fact, aside from the indulgence of Guan Yu following the disastrous defeat at Anfeng, Liu Bei’s conduct in other matters was truly peerless in benevolence and righteousness, a point that Huang Zhong admired greatly.

Even among those who returned after completing their missions, no one had ever mentioned needing any "teleportation key." He had never even seen what such a key looked like.

At this moment, the man stood in the garden in front of the manor house, hands behind his back, eyes closed in meditation.

He was already in a bad mood because of some filth from the client and third parties, and he didn't want to look at any more filth.

Compared to A, he lacked many things. He had known this from the beginning. Just like when facing that man, he was always at a disadvantage; to win, he had to minimize the gap between them as much as possible.

In the end, Xia Jingui left satisfied. Lin Hao had not accepted the assets; no matter what she said, Lin Hao refused to nod.

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Even so, the strength of these warriors was likely unrivaled across the entire Fantasy Beast Continent.

"The Prince didn't say where he was going. But the city gate guards said they saw the Prince's carriage leave the city," Shishan replied.

"Master Lu Lian, it has been a long time." Shenyue Qianhe walked over gracefully, her slender waist swaying, her skirt fluttering.

He knew nothing, and even if he wanted to seek revenge on the angels, he had no path. He wanted to kill demons, but he loathed angels even more.

Then, a depressing thing happened: the Flame Slash, which had always been invincible, failed once again, just as it had on the seventh floor.

Light a candle for the poor, tragic Crown Prince. Considering how miserable he is, shouldn't we... cast a vote for him?

Consort Li did not open the other box to check its contents. Even without looking, she knew what was inside.

After Su Wanling and Wu Ziyuan stepped out of the elevator, they chatted all the way to their office.

She had lost count of how many injuries she had sustained over the past decade or more. By now, as long as she wasn't dead and could still move, she didn't take even serious injuries to heart.

Surprisingly, I felt no shock at all. It seems that everyone I love has someone they love, and whether in dreams or in reality, I have grown accustomed to it.

Chidai Xue stared intently into Gu Changfeng's eyes. From the earnest and resolute look in the man's gaze, she seemed to feel a mysterious power.

"Do you also need an opportunity to see if there is someone more worthy of your love?" Xinjie said this as casually as asking her if she preferred apples or oranges, as if it were destined that she had no other choice.

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