Mushroom (18)

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Tianyuan City possesses a very sophisticated transportation system. In his room, Lin Tao retrieved a circular puppet, entered the address of Bo Shanhu, and the puppet immediately floated up, carrying Lin Tao to Bo Shanhu's residence.

Seeing this, Lu Fei naturally burst into hearty laughter. Even though he knew full well that this could never truly injure Xu He, being able to watch Xu He deflate and suffer was still a thoroughly gratifying spectacle.

This was the power unleashed when the aged black dragon combined its all-corrosive venom with its own formidable demonic magic.

Xun Yi did not refute. With a wave of his hand, he scattered a drifting cloud, striking a pose as ethereal and graceful as one could possibly imagine.

Faintly, above Lu Fei's head, a massive funnel-shaped vortex formed, crazily devouring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of miles.

"Well, Fellow Daoist Zhou Mo, how about this? It is quite a stroke of fate that you and I have crossed paths. Why don't we split the treasure I just obtained fifty-fifty?" Before Zhou Mo could speak, Lu Fei proposed with utmost "consideration and understanding."

Knowing the urgency of the situation, Xu Zhi hurriedly consulted Master Zhide, having the scattered commoners gather in the center while the eleven monk-warriors brandished their staves and held General Huang hostage at the outermost perimeter.

Before Xu Zhi could turn around, He Mengjiao flicked out another sleeve arrow, aiming straight for his lower abdomen. Executing the "Roc Spreads its Wings" technique, Xu Zhi leaped upward, and the sleeve arrow whistled past just beneath his feet.

"Incredible!" Lu Fei exclaimed in shock. Truly worthy of being the nation's secret weapon; even if this strength couldn't rival that of Pure Yin, it was probably not far off, right?

However, prawns were also quite good—plump in flesh and delicious in flavor. Zhou Quan now had a very good grasp of these fish and prawns, and he was indeed able to catch plenty of them.

A few pinkish-white flowers and several red-and-black wild bush berries swayed in the wispy, chilly mist, imbuing the mountain forest with a somewhat fairy-like ethereal ambiance. Yue Xi had already stowed away the baneful ghost that was previously stationed here.

Wanqi Linjue forcefully uncurled her right hand, instantly exposing the scratches on her palm. Having been soaked in various seasonings and sweat, the wounds looked exceptionally ghastly, the flesh gaping open to reveal the raw meat within, which spoke volumes about how deep that slash had been.

Naturally, the content she had reviewed did not explicitly detail this, and Yue Xi surmised that it had been left behind by a predecessor of the sect who had also inherited the precious scroll.

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"Creak, creak, creak..." The sound grew closer and closer to Wang Tianyu. Wang Tianyu gradually slowed his pace because the ghost from earlier had already suffered a setback once, and there was a high possibility it would be hiding somewhere to launch a surprise attack, so he had to be extra careful.

"Give us one! Give us one!" The others chimed in, egging them on. They were itching to do it themselves right now, provided they weren't currently out in public view.

During her final pregnancy, she had faintly heard whispers that the Deng family was in trouble. Yet no matter how much she inquired afterward, she could unearth no answers. But the fact that Xiao Zhen ultimately dared to take action against her meant that the Deng family, upon which she could once rely, must have already crumbled to dust by then.

Xu Weiwei and Chen Dayong both gave their mobile phone numbers to Liu Zaijun. Liu Zaijun noted them down and then handed the contact information to Jiang Junheng, who had been acting as mere background scenery nearby.

Because Han Binglu failed to perform well on this exam, her teacher called her parents in. Not only that, but she also faced severe public reprimand from the entire school. Overcome with despair and unable to find a way out, she jumped from the school building.

"However, I haven't witnessed your business prowess yet! It's simply impossible for me to trust you right now, especially since this is our first time meeting," Mu Mian retorted with a question.

"Do people around here mourn the dead with such wailing?" Du Yuesheng suspected this was a specific funeral ritual. Perhaps someone in that old woman's family had passed away? Could they have drowned in the Huangpu River?

Nan Gonghan smiled and embraced her, taking her up the spiral stairs to the bedroom on the other side. Leaning against the wall, Du Mian's ears caught the murmur of their lingering sweet words drifting through the ajar door, making her tears finally break through their levies in an unstoppable flood.

Was he capable of this? He turned his head to look at the poster of Ronnie pasted on the opposite wall—an image of Ronnie soaring high with wings outspread, radiating confidence and dominance. In his heart, he wondered: why wouldn't he yearn to be like his idol?

That water temperature was at least seventy degrees Celsius. While it might not scald his feet into severe burns, it was still far too hot for anyone to step into.

"If my eyes do not deceive me, Miss Qin's current cultivation level should be at the fourth tier of the Earth Immortal realm." Sensing the true spiritual fluctuations emanating from Qin Mengling, Xu Hong instantly gauged her current realm, a smile gracing his lips.

Without a doubt, having RMB meant having strength. Even if one couldn't claim the number one spot, one would still avoid falling behind the numerous guilds.

He lay excitedly on his bed, already daydreaming about the techniques he would employ tomorrow to score a goal. The opponent he would face tomorrow consisted of a championship-level defensive line from the top-tier league. In five minutes—did he actually have a chance to break past those defenders and score within a span of five minutes?

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"Qimin does not wish to see you. Do you really believe that after committing such acts, he would still consent to see you?" I sneered mockingly.

"You must give me an answer! Otherwise, this time I will take the matter all the way to the Governor's Mansion!" Kang Hanhyn's eyes bulged like mung beans, wearing an expression of absolute refusal to let the matter rest.

The ambition to swallow up the Ouyang family was not held by their collaborators alone; Ye Chen shared it as well. Falling into the hands of those collaborators now meant certain death, but if Ye Chen waited until that moment, he would likely have become inextricably intertwined with the Ouyang family—flesh and bone fused together—rendering any further pleas utterly useless now.

With everything successfully accomplished, Linyiyi was naturally in no rush to leave the capital. All that remained to be done was to sit back and watch the fire from across the river. As for how they fought and brawled among themselves, it had nothing to do with him anymore.

Damn it! How did he know today was a family banquet? Feeling somewhat flustered, Lin Xueshu abandoned idle conversation and hurriedly drove inside. Finding a suitable spot to park his car, he sprinted frantically toward the clubhouse; he needed to break the news to his mother immediately.

Subsequently, the Kinai region, which had enjoyed several years of peace, erupted into a massive peasant uprising. Monks led by Kennyo of the Ishiyama Hongan-ji instigated the revolt to defy the decrees of Tadanao Shimazu.

Just then, Ye Lengleng and Advanced Academy instructor Qin Ming walked over slowly. Having just returned to the academy, she happened to encounter Qin Ming—who had resigned and prepared to leave the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy after feeling aggrieved by Flit's insults—and learned from him that the Shrek members had been driven away by Dugu Bo. She immediately followed Qin Ming in pursuit.

"Those kinds of words are only meant to be heard and forgotten. We've been surrounded for three full days now; have you even caught a glimpse of a single reinforcement?" Another companion shook his head.

Lin Tian had already made preparations well before coming here, intent on luring this mummy into chasing him.

Perhaps she had been mistaken all along; what her father refused to accept was not Xuan Wei's status, but his character.

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