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Outside the door, there was no one at all, which meant she might have just misheard it. Perhaps it was because she was too preoccupied with getting up early tomorrow to watch Ningning’s piano competition that she experienced auditory hallucinations in her dream. Tang Ning’an rubbed her forehead, which was slightly dizzy from being disturbed, then turned around to go back to her room and continue sleeping.

Qu Guoshen no longer held the arrogant demeanor he had moments ago. It was uncertain whether the struggle session would continue. But with things having come to this point, how would it all end? Qu Guoshen looked helplessly at his son for assistance.

Along the way, the Ape Spirit did not stop at all. Whether encountering soul beasts or wild beasts, any that tried to block its path were struck by golden light and dissipated.

Why did the atmosphere suddenly feel so strange? Why was he being watched with such wary, guarded eyes?

Ling Yu nodded, observing Yi Qing trapped in an illusion. He had thought she was engaged in a life-or-death battle with Gu Yuxing. The Great Yan Sword Formation was nearly impenetrable. At this moment, trying to stop it was impossible. Although Ling Yu had reached the Qi Refining realm, under Yi Qing’s full exertion of swordsmanship, he had no confidence in stopping her.

Although he understood her intentions, when all the wounds on her back were revealed, he couldn't help but feel a sharp pang in his heart—truly a pang of pity. Though he knew it was a ruse of self-inflicted pain, the pain itself was real.

Yu’er had become increasingly willful, leaving him no time to attend to her. He only instructed Shen Mubai to take good care of her health. Yet, this girl stubbornly refused to see a doctor and obediently took her medicine, which eased his worries somewhat.

“You all…” Huang Mengmeng was angry. No one had treated her like that for a long time, yet that damned Fang Yuqi dared to mock her in front of Brother Feng.

Gu Zhan reached out and pulled her into his embrace, but aside from comforting her with his arms, he could do nothing more.

Xiao Changque glanced at the two hairpins in her hand—both crafted from pure gold, exquisitely made and inlaid with emeralds, dazzling and eye-catching.

Reynaldo, eyes fixed ahead, saw the slowly advancing English navy and was overjoyed, shouting orders at the top of his lungs.

Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot—brave and fearless. They faced Zhou Youbin’s fleet head-on while sending distress signals to the various administrative star systems of the Mist Cloud Cluster.

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Lin Shao and his group of students were fighting enthusiastically when suddenly the crowd grew larger, and the pressure sharply increased, leaving them caught off guard.

Karey broke free from the skeleton zombies and flipped back to Lin Shao’s side. Lin Shao grabbed her hand firmly, red mist continuously emanating from his body. After staying here for quite some time, he had already mastered the method to break through.

At that time, Charles V was also the elder brother of Maximilian’s father, Ferdinand I—thus Maximilian’s uncle.

Fortunately, the newly founded electronics company was not publicly listed and did not have to disclose financial statements. Otherwise, the market would surely be shocked to see both giants in the gaming industry posting losses and declare the sector doomed.

Ye Qiu picked up the dagger dropped on the ground and plunged it directly into the opponent’s chest, then pulled it out fiercely. As the blood sprayed out, the man in black nearly fainted.

The following four days included two days of a consumer electronics industry exchange forum, where representatives of participating companies shared their views and ideas.

At Chen Jun’s table, two people sat quietly in silence. One looked out the window, the other fiddled with a coffee cup in hand. The scene looked very much like lovers ready to break up.

With desires but no courage, just a little sweetness—like holding hands or acting coy—was enough to buoy a loser’s spirits for days.

Fu Jichen, answering the phone in the tea room, heard his sister-in-law’s screams and had a bad premonition. He dashed out, forgetting to hang up the call.

Gai Zhu struggled violently, only to see “Shen Sheng” grab her out of the blood and, at the same time, a cold, gleaming surgical knife appeared in his hand. He gestured toward her vital points as if intending to carve her open on the spot.

This indicated that under immense external pressure, the Eastern Alliance was beginning to fracture internally, breaking apart from within.

Chen Chuan put down the phone, changed his clothes, gathered some items he had searched from Kenwa, and then left.

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Outside the glass windows on both sides, the sky was chaotic, impossible to tell whether it was morning or night. Thick dust surrounded them, speaking of long-past ages, as if they were in two entirely different worlds compared to the clean and tidy classroom inside.

Zhou Zhen had never seen these three people and did not know whether they were neighbors living next door or outsiders.

Lin Dadai hugged her knees, more frightened, and then bit through the crab claw of the bread crab in one bite, showing strong teeth.

Feelings are not something one can simply withdraw at will; in the short term, she found it difficult to truly calm her heart.

The most urgent matters had been resolved. Karl began to consider longer-term concerns. No matter where he worked, finding a place to live was always the first priority. After all, he could not stay with Uncle Tom forever.

Jiang Xiao muttered his analysis. The saying “the bystander sees clearest” applied here. Although it involved two of Xuanling’s junior brothers, it was not something that greatly affected Jiang Xiao. After some thought, he guessed what was going on.

Astana the Great Emperor, a man who ascended the throne brandishing a slaughter blade, stained with the blood of kin, treading over heaps of bones, was known as the “Patricide,” the “Bloodstained Tyrant,” the “Bloodless and Tearless Skeleton King,” and was one of the most legendary emperors on the continent in millennia.

Nutan Lei Yin nodded and led the way. Soon, the two arrived at the center of the Stone Forest. She pointed to the top of a stone pillar within the forest. Jiang Xiao looked up and indeed saw the madman standing on his head.

Fortunately, no one was injured, but their spiritual power lagged behind, and their attack speed slowed progressively.

Huang Meiyu was also frightened pale by Old Lady Zuo’s sudden madness. She quickly stood behind her father, Huang the Wealthy. Judging by Old Lady Zuo’s appearance, she seemed ready to leap forward and bite someone.