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With a crisp click, the grayish-white leather gloves on Li Feng's hands instantly transformed into a bizarre and formidable gauntlet. Looking at the strange gauntlet newly formed on his left hand, regardless of anything else, the aesthetic alone was undeniably cool.

Since the date was being brought forward, as long as the elders decided on the day, Li Xiang had no objections to it. The banquet hall had not been chosen yet, but now that he thought about it, they might as well just use his own WeChat Business Hotel.

This matter had gone very smoothly. Without waiting for Chairman Xiao to issue a polite dismissal, Lin Yuming took the initiative to take his leave.

Murong Xun was slightly stunned. She looked at Murong Hua with growing confusion; there was a certain emotion on Murong Hua's face that she could now completely comprehend—a strange, unfamiliar sentiment blending remorse, self-mockery, and utter resolve.

The moment the "Shadow of Death" was generated within the domain of darkness, Qin Feng unleashed his full power without holding back anything. The Shadow of Death and the Dark Domain were two completely different domain skills, yet when released simultaneously, they seemed to completely cancel each other out, and the scene returned to its original state once again.

In contrast, those armed with sabers performed even worse than a lean, withered old man. Everyone wore a look of panic with their blades half-drawn. Especially the young man from Marquis Wuqing's household, Zhu Pingjin's cousin-in-law, whose performance was even more unbearable. Zhu Pingjin estimated that once they returned to the princely residence today, he would need to be given a new pair of trousers.

Inside the renowned Celestial Official Garden in Qiongzhou City, even though it was early spring when flowers were withering and fresh greens were just sprouting, one could still feel the master's opulent and luxurious lifestyle.

"The imperial army is behind us! So, so many imperial army soldiers! We've been surrounded!" The messenger wept as he chopped his sentence into three pieces, finally managing to get the general idea across.

Just as the Elder of a Hundred Ghosts walked to the edge of the stage, the three people on stage had already believed he was quitting and lowered their guard. Unexpectedly, the Elder of a Hundred Ghosts suddenly turned back, thrusting the magic wand in his hand forward with fierce momentum to pierce straight through the heart of an immortal-tier-three demonic cultivator.

"Outrageous! The glory of the gods is eternal! The radiance of the sacred mountain illuminates the earth!" Continuously beaten like a sandbag by Li Feng, Zeus the God of Thunder scrambled to his feet and roared furiously toward the sky.

Seeing that everyone was present and looking at him rather differently than usual, coupled with the previous incident of extorting Du Renxin, Chen Baijia felt somewhat guilty.

One end of the silk thread was connected to a mechanical trigger device, and looking upward along the mechanism, it was precisely a crossbow.

The instant Kyojiro's body made contact with the ground, the earth caved in with a deafening roar, rocks churned, and spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly outward with Vistard's feet at the center.

Sajia bowed slightly and placed a transparent square stone into a reserved square hole in the ground. Before long, individual figures appeared upon the metallic mirror surface.

Such a heartwarming gesture as blowing on the fish soup to cool it for her—why did he have to say it with that kind of attitude, making it sound like anyone was begging for it?

Still, things had reached this point, and regretting it was utterly useless; having lifted a rock only to drop it on his own feet, he could only accept his fate.

After going through one incident after another, Liu Hui had finally come to her senses: she and the Liu family were, after all, fundamentally different.

Little Nan seemed not to notice his mother's scrutinizing gaze; his expression remained unchanged, his tone calm, and even carried a trace of righteous confidence.

The figure above the throne, seemingly provoked by Nicholas and the others' intrusion, also raised his head—it was Taji Perth.

Ji Xian took a deep breath, and suddenly he paused slightly. To his surprise, this brilliant stream of light did not gain the upper hand.

This injury had delayed him by more than two days and consumed several spiritual herbs he had harvested along the way; to describe it in one phrase, he was plagued by eight lifetimes of bad luck.

Behind the Sect Master was a patch of ink-like dark clouds, yet it was so pure that it instead gave one a sense of upright righteousness. With a single roll of this dark cloud forward, a suit of pitch-black armor was fitted onto every single skeletal frame.

However, the opponents suddenly counterattacked, causing the surrounding leopards to instinctively retreat in reflex. Many of the beasts felt a sense of fear toward these humans.

While Uengqi was feeling puzzled, the diving demon spirit had already collided with the spherical lightning net. In a single instant, his body turned the color of lightning—bright as lightning, ferocious as lightning, swift as lightning, and even resembling the descent of a lightning spirit radiating golden electric light.

Hui Niang knew her husband worked hard in the military camp, so she allowed him to drink a few extra bowls of wine. Besides, she knew that given her husband's tolerance, this rice wine was really nothing at all.

As the grand ceremony proceeded normally, they were astonished by the scene before their eyes. They never expected that the unfolding spectacle could bring such delightful surprises, a fact that truly caught them completely unawares.

"Let the rain fall!" As Zhang Jiuling spoke, he flipped his palm over and then back. The sky instantly lost its color, and the sky that had only just begun to dawn grew gloomy once more. In an instant, wind and rain arrived together, thunder bolts darted about, and the entire Lihuang Mountain was pelted with a torrential downpour. Moreover, the stifling heat of Lihuang Mountain was completely washed away by the heavy rain.

Several arrow-shots away from the pass, orders were given for the three armies to pitch camp. Three cannon shots had already startled those upon the pass.

Anyone could tell at a glance that there were numerous traps hidden within. These rash fellows hadn't paid attention at all and naturally fell into such a predicament.

The snow stopped toward evening, and the entire Longshou Plain was adorned with a layer of white over its emerald green, making it exceptionally pleasing to the eye.

Afterward, TPC disposed of all the test subjects, thinking the matter was concluded. However, they never expected that someone would steal the Ebrong cells and load them into a missile, intending to force everyone to evolve.

This grand lineup stunned the people in the conference room, leaving them all blankly dumbfounded as they stared at Xie Jiang.

Then, to Xie Jiang's surprise, he was not led into the inquiry room, but rather into the interrogation room.

Upon seeing this, Qin Lan became even more convinced of his deduction: the Exalted One's man was the leader of the righteous path. No matter how angry the Charm Sovereign was, she wouldn't dare go against the Exalted One.

Moreover, what was very strange was that the pain in my body had actually eased. Her blood seemed alive as it coursed through my body, carrying a trace of coolness.

He believed that Xie Jiang, like other men, possessed the psychology of favoring the new and disliking the old. Perhaps he wouldn't proactively seek flirtation, but when confronted with someone actively pressing the attack without holding back, very few men could firmly refuse.

How could Leng Chuyang fail to see that Murong Baobao was merely perfunctorily brushing him off? He reached out and pulled Murong Baobao into his embrace by the waist.

Fen Ji was actually just like Murong Baobao; among his three souls and seven魄, he still had one soul and two魄 that had yet to awaken.

The result was that Ye Changqing's hands and the elbows where he had rolled up his sleeves were scraped raw, and even the exposed skin around his ankles was slightly bruised.