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Li Chuan set the destination to the high-end Chief’s Villa, then Brother Hei hopped on the electric scooter, and Li Chuan climbed on behind him.

When he saw the cold and domineering look in Yue Wuxue’s eyes, a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in his heart.

However, if an employer treats their staff well and provides generous benefits, yet the employee still sells company trade secrets to the enemy, then the fault lies with the employee, and they should be subject to legal sanctions.

"We four have sworn an oath: we are willing to devote our lives to the prosperity of our clan until our very last breath!" Di Wuling said once more, his words filled with a spirit that defied death.

Sunlight was fractured by the leaves, casting messy reflections upon the two vehicles. The engines roared.

The cultivator continued, "The Elder has learned of your existence and has sent us to bring you back to the family." In truth, the Elder did not know yet.

Park Chan-yeol, with his keen hearing, felt a smile tug at the corners of his mouth at these childish words, but then he heard the nephew of the Shen clan start sneezing—one after another, unable to stop.

The imperial power of the Tianyou Dynasty was absolute. An emperor might suspect his own sons of plotting against him, but he would never fear his subjects becoming more powerful than the throne. Upon seeing the papers submitted by the Shuntian Prefecture, Emperor Yongan merely thought it was an eyesore, but when he met his nephew who had come to plead for Sun Yan and the others, the Emperor was pleased.

Lu Liangren smiled faintly through her tears, pressing a finger to his lips to stop him from saying more.

"You don't need to worry about that. You just need to come with us. Don't try to stall for time anymore; we're afraid Rodan can't wait that long," Jiang Qin said, wearing a look of triumph.

Hard work pays off; Xia Xia found the necklace on a tree branch on the hillside. Zuo Lun anxiously clutched the necklace in his hands. It was made of sapphires and yellow gemstones, shaped like a pistol and a bullet.

"What kind of evidence could there be?!" Ash seemed not to have expected Dean to be so difficult, his mouth twitching as he spoke.

Three thousand miles west of Liangzhou, deep in the desert, lay a great city named Chigu. This city was the capital of the Wusun Kingdom. In the heart of Chigu stood a palace with Central Asian flair, built with great opulence; this was the royal palace of the Wusun.

Once the Golden Wolf Demon King received the military orders from the Beast Heavenly King, he led his two generals, the Deceptive Wolf Demon King and the Hunting Wolf Demon King, to command an army of one hundred thousand in pursuit of the pilgrims and the imperial troops. After several forced marches, they built Golden Wolf Mountain along the route of the pilgrims and the imperial army, making battle preparations to hunt them down.

But the arrival of Yi Mo disrupted my plans. She was relentless in forcing me to train, no matter how indifferent I remained.

The defeat at the Battle of Spine Demon Mountain was a fatal blow to the Dragon Demon Heavenly King. Unwilling to accept his loss at the hands of the Great Tang imperial troops, he appointed four generals—Thunder Demon Dragon, Slaughtering Demon Dragon, Cloud Demon Dragon, and Violent Demon Dragon—to garrison Thunder Demon Mountain and block the enemy.

When the Holy Mother of the West Sea saw that Pei Long was kind-hearted and a rare martial arts prodigy, she took him as her disciple and taught him her skills. In a very short time, Pei Long mastered his craft and led the Tibetan people in a counter-offensive. Only then did the activities of the Bear Beast Demons begin to subside.

As for the others, looking at Huihui, they were at a loss for words! A single strike had left a quasi-emperor severely wounded and on the verge of death. Such strength was clearly beyond that of a quasi-emperor—could it be the Emperor Realm?

However, this did not prevent the two from interacting and caring for each other more in their daily lives. When Lu Zhen returned from the front office this evening, Chu Yunrong personally brought him a bowl of sour plum soup.

After enjoying the brief, beautiful moments that Mr. Rabbit had traded his life to provide, Lingmei solemnly buried Mr. Rabbit’s remains, and the three continued their journey toward the east.

Although Su Ruyin was pulling on Chen Lin’s collar, making it a bit difficult for him to breathe, that was all it was. Chen Lin’s robust physique was not something a delicate person like Su Ruyin could overwhelm; it would take but a single motion for Chen Lin to push her away.

"Damn, better beat a retreat!" Seeing this, Yun Chen broke into a cold sweat; his figure flickered slightly in the air and instantly vanished.

"The Su family?" Su Yi murmured, as scenes from his memories played out in his mind. Although there were many painful recollections, the Su family was, after all, the place that had birthed and raised him.

The voice of the Divine Ninja drifted through the volcano, and at that moment, everyone’s expression turned somewhat peculiar.

How could the teleportation point be predicted? The only possibility Qi Hao could think of was that the opponent was using algorithms.

"It seems I must find a way to make money. I can't just stand by and watch Siyu suffer from her illness because we can't afford treatment," Yun Chen muttered to himself.

Qin Ming was very puzzled as to why Yu Meixi asked him to turn off the lights, but he followed her instructions nonetheless.

"You're courting death!" Su Chenyang shouted. The boss’s gaze immediately shifted toward Su Chenyang.

The problem was that before the Wine Tasting Convention began, Xu Chuan had no intention of releasing another drop of the Nectar of the Gods, so it was hard to say how the situation at the exchange meeting would deviate.

Jiu'er pursed her lips and chuckled. The dim light of the street lamps cast bright yellow rings in the air. Her smile was like a blooming flower, yet tears fell one by one, scalding her fingertips and making her heart tremble.

Shen Junling, that glutton, started clamoring for hot pot the moment he saw Xiao Yue was free. Xiao Yue’s head ached from his nagging, and since she wanted to eat it too, she simply made it again. Since it was New Year’s, there were many more dishes than last time.