Chapter 63: A Strange Sensation

"It's a monster I've never seen before. Anyone it encounters turns into a phantom, losing their physical form."
Immediately afterward, Ye Su simply discarded the long spear issued by the military and replaced it with a golden brick.
"She went to find Nanny He, who serves the Second Madam." Nanny He was brought by the Second Madam from her maiden home, a trusted confidante deeply relied upon by her. However, this had nothing to do with the Second Branch either; it was likely just delivering some seasonal fabrics to the madams and young misses of the inner courtyard, which was common among various merchants.
Seeing his wife's puzzled expression, Luo Jizong felt a genuine sense of disappointment. He hadn't expected even his own wife to doubt that this mediation was real. It seemed that if Lin Zi hadn't stepped in to resolve this vat-collapse accident, he truly would have had a hard time escaping disaster this time.
The odds for the Wolf King are one to one, while for Batian, they are two to one. There is now a quarter of an hour for everyone to place their bets.
After returning to their place of origin, they learned that one of their sacred artifacts had long been lost outside. Following a series of investigations, it wasn't until a few decades ago that they finally discovered the sacred artifact should be left within the ruins of the Kunji Sect.
Because the Soul-Nourishing Dragon Pulp was absorbed by Long Ya, the previously rampaging dragon soul instantly lost its prior target, its gaze once again turning dazed. Its attacks became much less frantic and dense than before, causing the pressure on Long Jianyun, Long Zixi, and the third person to instantly plummet.
Wu Dalang had no idea that Sun Zhaoyang was currently narcissistically pondering this matter. If he had known, Wu Dalang would certainly have felt that infuriating him was simply the wisest choice.
Chen Hao was ecstatic in his heart; there were as many as tens of thousands of corpses here, and among them were two extremely precious Tier 3, Level 9 demonic beast carcasses.
It was also at this moment that a middle-aged man—none other than Totoro—walked out from behind Long Aotian, wearing a smile as he spoke to Ye Su.
Upholding the principle of splitting whatever they encountered in half, she pulled the "waiter" to sit beside her, opened the package, and handed him a crab leg.
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"Don't worry, I'm really fine. I'm going!" Ye Qing patted Liu Yanran's shoulder and turned to walk toward the police officer, under whose guidance he entered a police car.
"Hehe... With your Brother Prodigy and Sister Xiuying around, these might not even be enough." Liu Yihan said with a smile.
Yan Xueqin was naturally more than happy to. In fact, even if the old lady hadn't spoken up, she had intended to see Ye Qing off anyway. But now, with the old lady's approval, wasn't it all the more justified and proper?
Cultivating this sonic technique requires both a strong spiritual will and robust internal martial arts Qi. Moreover, it specifically restrains the primordial spirit of spiritual cultivators. Once cultivated to a profound realm, its power is simply unfathomable.
Could such an eccentric expert, who only appeared in television dramas and possessed a strong protagonist aura, truly be his own father?
To someone so fanatically obsessed with martial arts, nothing was more important than increasing their strength and breaking through bottlenecks.
"Destroy them?" He Liuyang sneered. "That's assuming they have the ability to destroy them." Nowadays, the drug-trafficking personnel were tightly in their grip, while the financial aspects were firmly held by He Zhaoyang.
Hearing Lin Tao say this, Heinz immediately broke into a silly grin, nodding continuously along with Lin Tao's words, merely wishing to use Lin Tao's mouth to convey this fact to his father.
As Ye Tian's hypnosis techniques grew increasingly mature, Zhao Nan finally announced on the forty-fifth day after the course began that Ye Tian had graduated, receiving the highest grade of A in all subjects. This was also by far the highest and most prominent score among all specially trained soldiers secretly trained by the Huaxia State.
Immediately, Ye Tian failed to dodge in time, and his shoulders and arms were pierced by the blood sword, tearing his skin and flesh and leaving him dripping with blood.
"I'm very happy you're all here." Rose's words once again provoked a wave of continuous screaming.
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She parted her red lips slightly, cupped her hands together, and made a blowing-a-kiss gesture. Several vacuum electric currents were born between her palms, weaving back and forth like chains of light with her slender fingers acting as the two terminals.
With military morale thus unstable, Li Tieshu would inevitably retreat. To say nothing of returning to the capital to report on his mission, he would at least have to withdraw to the city to nurse his injuries.
As for the one whose strength improved the most, it had to be Xu Wuxing. After all, most of the fortuitous encounters were obtained by him; as mentioned before, Duorou and the others had constantly been yielding to him.
Had it been earlier, the Dark Moon Turtle wouldn't have feared at all. Human Han Dong, so what? It possessed a sturdy-type innate talent, and no one could kill it.
She belatedly grabbed her collar and sniffed it; a faint, sour odor drifted to her nose. Although she didn't sweat much on ordinary days, having run wildly under the sun for so long today, her sweat had dried repeatedly, so it was inevitable that there would be a strange smell. It seemed she really needed a bath.
It felt as though she could be reduced to ashes at any moment—a feeling that was indescribable in its misery, exactly like struggling on the edge of death at every waking second.
Three divine statues were enshrined within the hall: the Heaven God, the Earth God, and the Grain God. In the Western Regions of over two thousand years ago, they primarily worshipped the Heaven God. The three statues, taller than a person, were carved from fine sandalwood, delicate and exquisite, true to life with vivid expressions; even the texture of their hair was realistic.
Zhao Haiyun had drunk four glasses of orange juice, so Zhou Yi, naturally, could not avoid drinking eight glasses of beer. With sixteen glasses of beer down, Xu Tongle's drunkenness was already quite obvious. Although he had started babbling incoherently, he still seemed to know what he should and shouldn't say, fortunately refraining from blurting out his secret crush on Zhao Haiyun.
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