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Everything that had just occurred felt overwhelmingly real; she seemed to vividly sense her body being cut apart and reassembled, yet without any pain.
Li Chengqian stood solemnly, gazing at Li Shimin—this was likely Li Shimin’s final campaign.
At that moment, a sudden riot erupted among the beggars outside; caught off guard, the imperial guards’ encirclement was breached by them.
Hearing Maitkai’s words, Tiantian thought she should tell Teacher Maitkai about the jar.
Before long, she saw the residents here—each wore a sullen expression, their eyes fierce and dark.
That threatening tone made Fu Yanya tremble; instantly, she dared say no more and obediently restrained herself.
While speaking, Fu Yanxi searched for movies, eventually buying two tickets for a proper movie date.
Several celebrities also sought entry to this hospital through connections, precisely because of its privacy.
Once Xiang Chang left, Bo Pi commanded a group of eunuchs, two attending each, wailing loudly as they proceeded to the side hall where the shared coffin was kept to mourn and keep vigil.
Yet seeing the shop owner unwilling to speak further, Chutan took a deep breath, realizing further inquiry would be fruitless.
Suddenly, a trapping formation was formed, enveloping the entire courtyard—above and below, in all directions—sealed off by a transparent barrier.
Standing armed, Yuyang Lin’s relentless assault caused the Seven Luminaries’ protective array to tremble, even the Pangu Cauldron suppressed by Huangfu Shi emitted a low hum.
After a faint smile directed at Jiang Sheng, Zhao Zilong glanced at Zhou Dasheng, who stared unblinkingly, and remarked casually.

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The beams flying onto other arena magical arrays caused those arrays to tremble violently, on the verge of shattering.
She recalled after falling into the water, losing strength and drifting, about to be carried away by the current, when Zhao Zilong grasped her firmly with his powerful arms.
Most present had some knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, though not deeply. In today’s era dominated by Western medicine, except for TCM practitioners, few believed in it; many viewed it as mystifying charlatanry incapable of curing disease. Thus, upon hearing of learning facial diagnosis, some even shook their heads.
Startled by Zhao Zilong’s sudden slap, the fat man froze, and realizing he’d been struck, he roared and charged at Zhao Zilong.
Wasn’t Wang Dachui supposed to ask Su Xiao to go to the branch? Yet he watched helplessly as Su Xiao was taken away by the Six Sakura family—could their power be so vast that even the White Cloud Gang feared them?
In contrast, the bodyguard was thrown several meters with a shout, taking several hurried steps to steady himself. His fingers curled, white knuckles protruding. Though silent, his upper body trembled slightly; his right hand was mutilated and deformed.
Fu Shinian had been speaking fluently but suddenly paused for two or three seconds upon seeing a certain direction.
Visualizing the wonders of White Mountain, unlike Dan Mountain, it neither required a full moon nor concealment; one only needed to walk on rippling water and feed bait to the fish.
If other races did not rely on the divine fire seed method, it meant Li Xun’s strongest blockade would temporarily fail.
If your abilities leap forward dramatically, would you still need such flashy secret techniques to assist you?
He spoke casually, unaware that afterward this very reef would become the hottest seat on the Forgetfulness Beach.
But it was unavoidable; after a morning of discussion, Xu Hongtao sat quietly nearby, quietly learning more.
Only one person remained still—a young man with a short haircut, wearing a white training outfit, his expression arrogant.

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On the terrifying shadowed face, the mouth did not visibly open, yet the soul-stirring sound waves emanated and reverberated around it.
Yun Wanling was clever, knowing that Cao Ze would never remain faithful or stay by her side, so she acted understanding and considerate to ensure he wouldn’t forget her.
In theory, with a thirty percent profit margin on gifts, he effectively netted over ten million this time and should have been pleased.
Suddenly, his gaze fell on Mu Yu’s hand; seeing one hand clutching a gun while the other swiftly gestured, he immediately realized the nail was controlled by Mu Yu.
Ye Tian cleared his throat and responded, “I call this a fake tomb raider talisman because the real one is a piece of gold decorated with white jade teeth. Big gold teeth—if you’re going to fake it, shouldn’t it be more convincing?” After speaking, Ye Tian sneered at the big gold teeth.
Xia Tong asked in confusion, “Looking for me?” She felt she had classes tomorrow; could Su Ying possibly know where she studied? And if she was in class, how could they find her?
Dream Hong, the Daoist, set an ambush around Linghan Palace, projecting his spirit to intimidate. His intention was to keep the strange cave under protection, preventing others from approaching.
Would their request be fulfilled? No one knew—not even whether the ancestors had heard it—no one dared guess, only pray.
“Forget about them, we’ll run our company; let’s see what they can do to us!” Xiao Weiwei cursed, vented, then sat down, fuming.
Watching this scene, Jiang Yu chuckled silently, unable to find words to describe what he saw. Those who hadn’t experienced it firsthand would hardly grasp this brief yet dazzling strange sensation.
“No badmouthing him…” Tina wanted to speak, eager to hear if Lü Xiaoan’s fall involved a conspiracy, but consciousness began to fade, her will faltering—then she lost consciousness.