Chapter 63

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Just as Mo Chenpiao said, that very evening, the Dream Team made their decision to head to the European division next.
At this critical juncture, several more people suddenly burst through the door. The one in the lead, upon seeing three intruders inside, actually retreated a few steps. Had the person behind him not propped him up, he likely would have turned and fled.
Naturally, for Xie Aijun to make a personal phone call, besides the matter being related to Eve, could there be some other underlying meaning?
The eldest young master of the Zhe family patted his warhorse's head, letting out a self-deprecating chuckle. Whether Mingxiaoguan was close or far away, what did it have to do with him?
People of his age, due to physical reasons, simply could not run around everywhere, and certainly would not travel all over the world to attend those film festivals.
The long swords wielded by those youths were not coated with poison, but rather with sedge juice, which prevented wounds from healing easily. If the banquet had lasted another hour, the blood loss alone would have been enough to cost her her life.
An hour later, Dabai came running back listlessly, rushed over to drink the water Yunchen had prepared, and after finishing, nuzzled against Mu Yunlan's feet, whining softly.
For Yu Zhilong to offer a direct apology in person was already giving the local authorities immense face. All things considered, the Jing'an Army did not commit a major error by detaining the caravan's military supplies. After all, these commercial goods were destined for Yidu and Jinan, and a large portion of what Qian Zheng confiscated consisted of cotton, oil, salt, and other items urgently needed by the Jing'an Army.
Mu Yunlan got into the carriage, leaning against the carriage wall and panting continuously as memories churned back and forth in her mind, causing a splitting headache.
Could His Highness have already arranged for people to go to Xiangzhou City? Counselor Yang felt a jolt in his heart, but regarding such matters, unless Prince Qin brought it up voluntarily, he would never dare to ask.
Yang Yi sighed. Even if he didn't say anything now, Xu Chi would find out sooner or even later. After all, a person was already dead; how long could such a matter be concealed?
Even if she didn't care for it, given Gu Yunxuan's kind intentions, she ought to finish eating it.
The bonfire burned fiercely, yet it still shivered in the cold wind. The firelight flickered beside her, casting a pale, ashen expression over Lin Fei where she lay unconscious in the grass. Only her slow breathing indicated that she was still alive.
"Doctor Wang, how is the old master's condition? What kind of prescription should be given? What is wrong with you?" Min Liang's voice was much louder, clearly tinged with a hint of displeasure as he asked.
Others could be let off, but Cheng Jian was Jin Che's older brother. Lu Chenxi had always regarded Jin Che as his own younger brother and didn't want to be too harsh on Cheng Jian, lest Jin Che be caught awkwardly in the middle. However, the man was truly pushing his luck more and more.
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However, thinking about it, this Kang Shi had been rather formidable when he struck earlier, reportedly having increased his cultivation level. He used to be a cultivation genius; who knew if his acupuncture points had suddenly been unblocked again, causing his cultivation to surge once more.
She had also obtained her own realm-guiding scroll, and similarly, Di Hongyun had one as well.
"There's no mistake! I heard from Dewey that the two of them were best friends in college!" Lu Qiqi said with certainty.
"What if I refuse to cooperate? You have no right to search me!" Unable to win the argument, she simply resorted to playing the rogue.
Reverend Buyi's words echoed in her ears: This was the Deep Sea White Cold Coffin, which possessed the properties of nurturing the physical body and repairing souls. One needed to find an extremely cold place, place the Deep Sea White Cold Coffin there, and put Liu Yueyue inside to be nurtured for nine years.
The soldiers of the training battalion were combing the area for any lingering threats, occasionally driving a bayonet into a thoroughly dead Japanese soldier to finish him off. Between the fierce assault and the follow-up strikes, virtually no living Japanese soldiers remained on the entire battlefield.
As it turned out, last Monday, after Shen Jiahao and Dongyang fell along with the elevator, Shen Jiahao went to the elevator room to inspect the scene. Through careful observation, he discovered that this elevator accident was not an accident at all, but a man-made incident, because the snapped elevator cable clearly bore the marks of being cut by a sharp instrument.
Two idiots, they hadn't even succeeded yet, and they were already dividing up the spoils, never minding how the samurai had just met his end.
"Prime Minister Su has committed insubordination and openly attacked Imperial Noble Consort Lan within the palace. Strip him of his official position and ban him from ever holding office again." Having dropped these words, Emperor Qin Shang turned and left without looking back.
Feng Qiqi's remark simultaneously scolded Fang Cheng and insulted Qian Qianqian, yet cleanly absolved herself of any blame.
Liu Hao let out a mighty roar, his left arm suddenly exerting force as he hurled Tian Shang away. Tian Shang flew helplessly toward the defensive circle of the four armored puppets.
Mu Yu couldn't help feeling apprehensive inside. No matter how ruthless she was, she wasn't cold-hearted enough not to care about her own biological mother, so she could only speak of irrelevant things, clearly wishing to avoid discussing this topic further with Xuelan.
Su Fang did not know whether this was intentionally arranged by the authorities or if someone truly had a death wish, capturing the entire process via drone.
With a bugler, communication and coordination for the attack became much smoother. The basic attack plan and arrangements had already been explained, and next came waiting for the artillery barrage, waiting for the artillery pieces hauled up from the rear, and having the two company commanders of the friendly forces return to their respective positions. As the commander of the main attacking force, Zhang Wei still needed to coordinate the attack sequence of each company.
Jun Molori slightly knitted his ink-stained sword-like brows, casting a sidelong glance at Feng Qiqi behind him, noticing that she seemed to be counting something.
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This seemed like quite a ridiculous notion. In gaming, there was only victory and defeat; the strong never extended a helping hand to the weak, let alone taught the weak anything, and this was especially true in the realm of the peak.
He insisted on having me guess his thoughts, wearing a very serious expression. I asked him if he was planning to go out and play with friends.
To be a True Immortal after all, was he really so afraid of death? He even resorted to using his own physical beauty to seduce others, completely discarding the dignity of a True Immortal.
Before Wei Qi even finished speaking, we had already rushed to the chest of the Taotie demon beast, and I raised my Xuanli Sword high, thrusting it straight into the beast's chest.
Chen Xiaoran shifted his body, lying on his side to embrace her, his large palm resting gently on her cheek, which felt as smooth as jade to the touch.
Mount Everest, Mount Bai, the Five Great Mountains, the Four Seas, the Five Lakes, inside and outside the Great Wall! Having walked through them one by one, Xiang Gangtian carefully gazed upon this magnificent landscape wherever he went.
They were none other than Zishu, Wei Qi, and Old Man Sao. Seeing their disheveled appearances, they had presumably encountered the exact same problem as I did.
Accompanied by a muffled parking sound, the vehicle came to a halt at a place called Sakura House.
Being called "sister-in-law" by a man nearly ten years older than herself filled Zhou Xiaolian's heart with an inexplicable nervousness alongside a nameless joy.
Yet Chen Xiaoran roughly figured out the situation. The most crucial point was that Gu Ziyue sympathized with the Jade Bone Butterfly's plight and had asked Chen Qingcheng to bring the Jade Bone Butterfly into their fold.
This time, Lu Zifeng truly fell into a disadvantaged position, unlike earlier when he was merely pretending. If not for Lu Zifeng dividing his attention to multitask—using his left hand to manipulate the Nine Heavens Thunder Spirit Formation while wielding sword techniques with his right—he would have been defeated long ago.
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