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When speaking, Kaji's mouth had a habitual upward curve, giving people an extremely sincere feeling. With just this smile alone, he was able to effortlessly shorten the distance between people. If Bai Xu's approachability was bestowed by a system, then Kaji's was purely a matter of natural talent.

"That's for sure. Even without asking, I know—after all, he was recommended by the old man in my family, so he can't go wrong," Tang Xunnan replied.

Only the northern side lacked any major projects. As for the three statues, due to limited space, they were currently scattered about. Once their numbers increased in the future, every district could be allocated one or two.

"I'll leave it to you guys to deal with. My undead creatures are too conspicuous and would easily attract the attention of other ice apes," Lu You did not use his most proficient combat style, opting for a quite reasonable excuse instead.

Going against the current would definitely lead to problems. Examples of this were everywhere, and in severe cases, it could even cause famines.

Qiu Chuji and the others sat not far away. These martial arts experts did not lower their voices when they spoke, and when the Quanzhen Taoist priests overheard them, their complexions instantly turned extremely unsightly.

However, as proof of having met, exchanging contact information naturally became a rather important matter.

An Uncle Berserker like this, compared to his peak during the mythical age, was weakened almost to the extreme. Being able to unleash even half of his power would already be considered quite good.

Only, in the afternoon, Gu Lanshan had made an excuse for Sheng Shi that morning by bringing up her period and using her monthly visitor as a shield. Yet, her monthly visitor might have genuinely been displeased, deciding to pay an early visit that very month.

Li Huai stared blankly at the bruised and purple kiss marks left all over her naked body, never expecting her skin to be so delicate and frail.

Yes, he had remembered long ago. Ever since he woke up unconscious from the stone chamber, he had remembered everything.

Su He suddenly raised her head and met Jun Wuxie's deep, dark-purple eyes, causing her to involuntarily shiver with a cold shudder.

"I, I... can't eat anything," Ye Qingcheng suddenly remembered that she hadn't eaten anything all day, which explained why her whole body felt so weak.

Luo Biyao was in pain close to fainting; the hand that had been stepped on was already broken, sending numbness through her entire body while her head was pinned down under someone's foot, making her breathing somewhat restricted. She truly could not fathom what kind of deep, irreconcilable hatred she had against him.

"Senior sister is mighty!" Qingqing excitedly followed behind me, trotting back to the office with a happy skip in her step.

Before him, aside from the passage extending further forward, there was also a vertical abyss plunging downward.

When he was running a high fever and was unconscious, it was also Lu Xiangyi who called the doctor, took care of him, fed him medicine, and cared for him with such gentle tones just like now.

Old Ding fell into deep contemplation. "Hearing Mr. Huang put it that way, that must be it. They were definitely protecting the tomb owner's belongings, which is why they hunted us down. In that case...?" Old Ding suddenly turned back to look at Xiangxi and Fengdie, his eyes filled entirely with terror.

Ran Siyuan smiled bitterly. Rao Pei'er and Qu Zichong both placed high hopes on him, which inevitably multiplied his pressure.

"No, that's not what I mean. I'm asking, what are your thoughts on the cause of his death?" Huang Jun said.

Having encountered a master who was both so capable and harbored good intentions toward her, how could she possibly forget her elder brother?

Her voice was exceptionally pleasant to the ear, perfectly blending gentle melodiousness with masculine magnetism.

Feng Huali staggered a step, the heartbreak and disappointment he had deliberately plastered across his face long since cast to the winds, replaced instead by a profound sense of shock and disbelief.

The He family possessed an ancestral rattan whip. It was said that back in the day, his grandfather had been whipped with it, and his father had been whipped with it too; naturally, he hadn't escaped it either. He Dongfeng had never been beaten—he would never allow He Dongfeng to take a beating—but today, He Nanwen simply had to be thrashed. Some people wouldn't wake up unless they were hit. Even though a beating didn't guarantee they would wake up, one still had to try.

"Then you go to the hospital first, I'll take a cab home later!" She turned her head to give him a slight smile, glanced around to make sure no vehicles were passing by, and directly opened the door to jump out of the car.

"What do you mean 'you know'? How could you know!" Loya Samplus thought to himself, when had he ever become so devoid of privacy?

Capping the lid, Xiaoming shook the gourd and listened to the clinking sounds coming from inside, nodding in satisfaction.

"What's wrong? Did you discover something?" Zhuo Yingyan asked, bewildered. Could it be that the monster's stats were simply too overpowered?

Qian Tianyou scratched his head. "Well... I'd like to ask you to act as my matchmaker. You don't need to worry about bestowing the marriage, as long as..." He looked somewhat embarrassed.

Looking at the still dashing Prince Jin and Shui Muxia, who still wore a smile, Qian Tianyou gently slapped his own face twice, pressed his lips tightly together, and even pinched his mouth shut with his fingers, signaling that he would definitely not speak another word.

When he reached the door, Chekhov waved his hand, signaling his guards to stand on alert at the entrance. Then he pushed open the wooden door and walked inside. After closing the door behind him with a reverse hand, Chekhov felt as though something in the room was not quite right.

After undergoing punishment, Dingyang and Fangfei found it extremely difficult to speak, because moving their mouths would pull at the injuries on their faces, causing shooting pains that made them gasp for breath continuously. A single sentence had to be broken up and spoken over several attempts.

After finishing his midday meal, Chen Hao had already set off, preparing to go meet with the upper echelons to see what kind of urgent task it could possibly be that even required Elder Wei to personally step forward and talk with him.

Until his death, the old man had a silver chain hanging around his neck. That was the gift Yang Xuan had given back to Yangwang when Yangwang presented him with the 'Xuan' character pendant, and it was also Yangwang's promise to him.

"Boss Qin, are you alright?" Jiang Hua only then walked into the hotel, helping up the utterly shocked Boss Qin and asking with concern. Jiang Hua felt somewhat guilty for not stepping in to save Boss Qin just moments before.

Leaving the Kowloon Grand Hotel, the sky had gradually turned dark. Chen Hao helplessly shook his head; he hadn't expected a whole day to be wasted just like that, but fortunately, he had already gained a general understanding of the situation in Nandu, providing a solid foundation for the implementation of his subsequent plans.

Skong Ming and the others had already begun descending the mountain, but more than a dozen tear-stained maidens of the Snow God Palace found themselves unable to tear their feet away.