I'm truly exhausted.

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Mo Yichen’s eyes darkened as he thought of all that Gu Yan had endured in recent days. With a heavy heart, he landed several harsh punches on Jiang Jingcheng’s face.

“Vice President, I truly apologize for the disruption at today’s meeting, but I earnestly ask you to investigate this matter thoroughly! I cannot work in such an atmosphere; constantly on edge, I simply cannot perform well!” Chu Yunzi covered her face, tears glistening in her eyes.

The dazzling and flamboyant car drew the attention of many villagers basking in the sun as it entered the village entrance and stopped in the large enclosed field.

Compared to Master Chang, the methods for finishing blows, positioning, skill determination, energy control, and handling clashes were completely different—requiring a whole new adjustment.

Cold Youyue felt a twinge of helplessness deep down, but in the current situation, she could say nothing. She simply snorted softly in response and then headed toward their direction.

Fairy Blossom showed no surprise at Los’s decision. She smiled slightly and offered a reminder.

Having dodged the "hail of bullets" downstairs, Tang Zhongkai fled back to his room, shutting the door tightly. Just recalling Lin Manla limp in his arms left his mouth dry. He opened the window to let in fresh air and clear his mind.

“Alright then.” Gu Xijin stood up. Her younger siblings found her presence annoying, so she felt it best to leave and went upstairs to study new talisman inscriptions.

Listening to Mo Xiangyan’s words, Gu Yan felt even more guilty. How could this child be so understanding and kind? Truly endearing.

As Weibo buzzed with excitement, just as everyone speculated, Bai Shao’s father was now deeply regretting his decisions.

The two finally succeeded in their experiment, cultivated mature specimens, and forcibly altered the genes by injecting them into a fertilized egg.

“Please, guest, speak.” The sphere trembled all over; it was unclear whether from anger or something else.

As Lin Yunxi strode forward, the three revered beast clan elders exchanged glances, their expressions resolute.

Traversing countless overlapping spaces, distance was no longer a problem. Lin Yunxi swiftly moved along the target trajectory.

His Majesty the Cat shot him a look, holding the remote control, hopping onto the sofa with a square step, laying the remote flat, and pressing the red power button with his front paw.

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Following the address given by Wang Jie, Tian Zixin found her way to the City Development Plaza. She hurried up to the top floor and, upon opening the door, saw Wang Yuan leaning against the front desk, chatting animatedly with a bespectacled young woman.

The golden demon glanced toward Long Xia in the distance but showed no reaction. Its golden eyes swept the surroundings before turning and retreating.

“Senior Brother, this room is a bit uncomfortable for me. Could I have another one?” Wei Yi asked.

The address Ruan Taihua mentioned wasn’t far. After a short drive, they arrived. Looking out the car window, Ruan Taihua saw Liu Zhiguo’s car parked there, and although the dog meat restaurant was closed, light still shone from within.

“…” Foolish Fei squinted at his cards, then pursed his lips, neither folding nor raising the bet.

“With your intelligence, you’re better off going home to beg—easy and no pressure…” Huzi smiled and said.

“General! The empire is in peril now; you cannot stand by idly!” Eisberg suddenly said excitedly.

With no path through the mountains, her clothes were torn or soiled in the mud, leaving her dirty and disheveled.

Dai Jin and Dai Zhang, siblings, parted without farewell and endured the grueling seven or eight years apart.

But not long after, Tian Yannian could no longer smile, and even Huo Guang grew solemn. The root cause was still the conflict between the Jiao and Jia families.

Damn it! Hands, feet, front and back were covered with wounds, densely woven with corrupted spiritual threads like a rag doll sewn together.

By seniority, Jupiter was Yunhe’s elder brother, and she was Yunhe’s master’s wife, thus also Jupiter’s senior.

Yet this caused father and son to fall out, deemed disloyal and unfilial, a femme fatale—no one could surpass me in that regard.

Faced with so many pleas, Zhao Ji felt conflicted. On one hand, Wu Xi was the commander who fought well; judging from the current situation, ending Fang La’s rebellion was solely her responsibility.

Look at the palace—every plant and tree is top-notch; even the peonies in the corners are rare varieties like Yao Huang and Wei Zi.

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Feng Xueqin treaded the treetops, evading pursuers while experimenting with various tones and frequencies. Over a year’s time, she had studied music to some extent and learned several beautiful melodies.

Those who had just been advising Zhao Huan, like Li Ruobing and Shen Hao, suddenly felt waves of discomfort.

Zhao Xinran took up the cue, and Shen Qianqian, knowing half her goal was achieved, continued to play her part.

Two secret agents from the Imperial City Office cursed the navy and the Ministry of Works, while Liu Ergou led a band of ruffians to land at the Japanese harbor.

On weekends or holidays, they surveyed the geography of soul territories, toured various scenic spots in the capital with close classmates, or stayed home to study and train.

But if she revealed any trace of her plans, things would become difficult. She could leave, but what about the Guang family?

Qi Huanyun explained the function of the power inverter: within a certain range and altitude, any material interaction is reversed.

Someone couldn’t hold back laughter, drawing various looks that left Lady Fang utterly humiliated, forcing her to leave in disgrace.

“You!” Yu Youguang was speechless. He could not discern whether the whaling fleet at sea was truly hunting whales or engaged in other activities.

An older woman was indifferent, casually responding, while the heavily pregnant Qin Huairu, leaning against the quilt, was instinctively startled.

After leaving the courtyard, He Yuzhu sped toward Hu Meizhong’s house on his bike, sparks flying.

Seeing Sheng Yue draw a gray short blade, Li Wujie abandoned his plan to act cute and began shifting blame.