32. Chapter 32
Lan Xin: There is one thing unclear; please, sister, clarify it. When the author walks down the street and recognizes her aunts, why is she described as very brave? What great deed has she done?
Behind the nameless figure, a golden divine pattern suddenly formed a pair of golden wings, vanishing without a trace in an instant, breaking free from the assault of the blade's aura.
Ye Shanghan did not want Mu Jin to worry, so she quickly composed herself and answered the phone with a smile.
Although Lan Duo's right wrist was injured, Sikong Jun still entrusted him with the responsibility of carrying the ball past midfield, while he himself, together with Qi Lanye, stepped into Qiu Yun’s half ahead of time, waiting for the right moment to act.
Zhao Shiyu only recalled that when they escaped Tian Gui Island, the old bird had also said something similar. Reflecting on his own prodigious progress, which would have been impossible without Tong Muhe, he realized he had been somewhat selfish.
The crisp sound of the basketball slicing through the net echoed behind them; Chengnan Middle School was finally paying the price for their arrogance.
At this moment, on the main road, numerous CCG vehicles were parked along the shoulder. Many sharply dressed CCG investigators were swiftly opening doors and stepping out. Immediately, the uniformed investigators divided into two orderly groups, each assigned specific tasks.
Rose: I truly envy you all—always so confident, living happily every day without needless worries.
As she spoke, Zi Xin’s pretty face remained shrouded in a faint purple mist. Suddenly, with a fierce, murderous gleam in her eyes, she raised her hand. Her slender, pale fingers skillfully formed a sword seal. Instantly, a purple, ancient-shaped ethereal sword flew upward in reverse, returning swiftly to her hand.
“Let’s go take a look. I sense the spiritual energy in that valley is extraordinarily dense—almost double what it is now,” Li Yu said excitedly after scanning the area.
Tang Yurou embodied both scheming and straightforwardness, making her actions decisive and clean-cut, naturally without scruples.
He hesitated briefly. Seeing Ling Pu’s surprised gaze, he recounted the past events again. Compared to before, his account was relatively fair.
“Kill this traitor!” Weiss gestured sharply behind him. The men quickly gathered, their faces darkening as they looked at Helen. To them, she had become a lamb to the slaughter.
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“Li Chen, when are you planning to leave?” Ding Yan’er stepped forward, preparing a bowl and chopsticks for Li Chen.
Qiong Bisi hesitated only briefly. She knew that if Huo Feng and Li Chen truly harbored spying intentions, even if she sent two people with bags, she could not protect herself in the end.
As the founder of this grand formation, Su Ze discovered that over the century, the array had undergone significant changes. Clearly, someone had reinforced it later—not mastering the essence, but repairing damage to resist spiritual beast invasions.
Lately, perhaps due to lingering thoughts, Li Chen felt an incessant voice in his heart urging him to quickly return to Earth and retrieve Bai Ling and the others. The feeling grew stronger, as if any delay would mean losing them forever.
This was a blatant eviction order. Though everyone wished to stay and wait for Lu Xia to awaken, no one dared to anger Lu Cang at this moment. Lu Xia was Lu Cang’s reverse scale; no one dared to touch it. With this in mind, everyone silently lit a row of candles for Yan Shao.
As soon as Yang Tiezhen spoke, the other party’s hand shot into the water like a blue dragon’s claw and instantly grabbed a fish.
“Xiao Long is willing to swear by the ancient covenant. Rest assured, God King!” Xiao Long’s ethereal figure murmured in the air. Then, a stream of blood shot from his soul, merging with Cang Xuanting’s body. Cang Xuanting seemed to sense their connection growing much closer.
Murong Ban Cen’s expression suddenly changed—his previously obedient and handsome face tightened, emanating a strong murderous aura, sinister and cold.
Xiaobai felt a strange familiarity in the scene but could not recall where from.
With the power of the World Tree, Jun Mo, while mastering creation, comprehended transformation. Now, by studying the body and bloodline structure of a species, he could easily transform into that species’ form.
After a slash, Yu Chen finally left another mark on Zhao Yu. The two separated; Yu Chen panted heavily as he looked at Zhao Yu, who bore twenty-four or twenty-five wounds, the most severe exposing bone. Yu Chen’s injuries were comparable, if not fewer.
Xiaobai carefully examined the slightly worn scarf in his hand, realizing: this was the one made for you. You still kept it?
Yu Chen understood a little more, took Lin’er’s hand, approached a fallen log, wiped the snow clean, and laid his coat on it.
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When everyone finished their drinks, Xiang Ye shook the wine jar and then “staggered” backward, collapsing.
The soldier, previously frustrated by being chased by the Qin army, was now invigorated. When Xiang Ye blocked him, he mistook him for Qin forces and swung his short sword at the horse beneath Xiang Ye.
“Hahaha! Young master, is this your rule? I don’t think much of it!” a tall, dark-skinned youth suddenly burst into loud laughter.
Spectators at the scene, viewers of the broadcast, TV commentators, and online streamers—nearly everyone watching the match—were stunned.
Once, the field she had planted with sunflowers had transformed into vast stretches of rose gardens.
The audience applauded warmly as two people sat beside Yan Jinyu and Lin Yue, a lineup comparable to the star-studded cast of multi-million-dollar films.
Zhang Tan muttered to himself, “How can I keep sleeping with you singing so loudly? I’m not a heartless pig.”
As Yi Siyang climbed the ranks on Weibo’s trending topics, fans began hoping he would surpass the current leader, Ma Fangtao.
Zhang Tan reluctantly took two sips; the ice-cold, sweet watermelon juice was indeed delicious, but he couldn’t drink too much—it would cause bloating.