39 Spiritual Restriction

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The body was covered in bite marks, the most fatal being at the throat. Having received no timely treatment, the Rottweiler had stopped breathing, and its body had already stiffened. Su Chen remained unmoved, while Bing Nan retreated again and again, his already trembling legs threatening to buckle.

Sheng Qiwu introduced these items to Luo Tong. She had never seen such things before, and with Old Chen’s sons present, she felt awkward asking Grandma Chen, though she had long been curious about what they were.

Although one could not yet distinguish the facial expressions of the Haruru—much like being unable to read a cat’s mood—the gaze they cast was surely one of curiosity. Regardless, this office building was no ordinary commercial space; it functioned more like the general staff headquarters of an interstellar fleet.

Without a word, Bai Moxie, though not as tall as Sandusi, possessed a body that had undergone basic enhancement, making it quite easy for him to carry two young girls and dash off to the nearby public bathhouse.

People in Hong Kong are inherently superstitious, and feng shui and fortune-telling are widespread. Now that a young man who could predict the future had suddenly appeared, regardless of whether he was genuine, his achievements were plain for all to see, were they not?

If he were truly put in charge as a director, he would likely turn a comedy into a tragedy and a battlefield drama into child’s play.

Although most residents of Jinling County were members of the Bingzhou Lu clan or had ties to them, centuries had passed, and many of those bonds had long since dissipated.

"Baka!" Nobuhiko Kamiya cursed angrily, raising a hand to signal. Several special forces soldiers immediately rushed out, raising their submachine guns and opening fire on the puppet soldiers fleeing back.

Naturally, a powerful physician could concoct medicinal liquids required by cultivators of various realms. Master Wu, being a relatively formidable physician, could refine liquids with varying effects based on a cultivator’s level.

Huang Yunyu told her that Shi had regained consciousness but was still unable to move, so Xuan’er was still attending to him.

In a dense forest some distance from the team, Su Mu hid in the tall grass. Once he confirmed they would not be leaving in the short term, he silently vanished into the depths of the woods.

Deep inside the cave sat a large stone, upon which rested a red, square wooden box that appeared quite ancient.

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Opening his eyes again, Lu Wang found the surroundings dim, yet a brilliant light shone in his gaze. He had returned—he had truly succeeded. Nothing could be more joyous; even Lu Wang could not help but feel a surge of intense excitement and a desperate longing to be back.

With a slight exertion to loosen his joints, Su Mu clapped his hands and jumped off the bed. Counting the days, it had been about seven or eight days since the Great Flame Prefecture’s clan war.

After this sound rang out, a stable projection of light appeared from the spirit-seal array on Du Yue’er’s VIP card. It displayed a star map, starting from the Three Emperors Star and marking numerous other stars with great precision.

"But I don’t want to be separated from you. No matter what you face, I want to be with you," Murong Luoyu muttered.

A hole appeared in the Earth Ninja’s ear, filled with blood. He did not even let out a cry; such endurance was truly extraordinary, living up to his reputation as a legendary Earth Ninja.

The demonic energy surged onto the giant hand, instantly pulling it toward the severed end of Old Demon Wujie’s arm. As the two connected, wisps of demonic energy permeated the space, circling rapidly between them.

Compared to Mu Qing’s rudeness, Mu Ling was quite satisfied with Mu Xue’s manners. At this thought, he could not help but cast a glance at Mu Qing.

"Sleep in my bedroom, and we’ll go back together tomorrow." Ye Jintang did not ask further questions; he had no great curiosity about Ye Zheng, nor did he wish to have any.

"Don’t worry, we’re here. If anyone comes, we’ll drive them away for you," Ruan Meng promised, patting her chest.

Therefore, when the young master of the Zhou family sent a lobbyist to bring up the matter, Wan Sisi cut him off before he could even state his purpose, berating him mercilessly before showing him the door without even offering a cup of tea.

As soon as she finished speaking, Hong Shao entered with a basin of water. After placing it on the stand, she went to help Mu Xue dress.

Xu Li, the hall master of the Demon Wolf Cavalry, saw the Demon Eagle Cavalry in the sky and thought they were going to steal the spotlight again. However, when they arrived, they discovered the Demon Eagle Cavalry had merely formed a defensive perimeter, seemingly abandoning the attack.

The account books of the Inner Secretariat, the calming incense, the retrospect—the usage in the Palace of Earthly Tranquility dated back to when the Empress Dowager was placed under house arrest. I thought at the time that Auntie was using the incense to control the Empress Dowager, but I never imagined she was using it to control the Old Madam Lin.

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"How is this possible?" Her body was frozen in mid-air by him, and she struggled with all her might to encase herself in a barrier.

Mo Mo intended to ask Ying Guang something more, but was interrupted by a figure rushing over.

The Underworld Fire True Immortal gave a sinister smile and flew straight into the Duan residence, heading directly toward the collapsed ruins.

Yet, Ouli and the others were truly puzzled as to why Ji Han did not reveal his identity; with that, he could have picked any position among the Azure Cloud Thunder ranks he pleased.

Zhong Qing glanced at it out of curiosity and nearly dropped her jaw; the words "virgin body" were strikingly prominent. *Cough cough*... was it really necessary to be so high-profile?

If he continued to fight, he would surely be captured alive. If he fled, he still had hope of avenging his two younger brothers. Weighing his choices, Old Tian realized he could not continue the battle.

"Because your enemies hurt our people." Mo Lei’s voice turned icy, filled with hatred.

His body gleaming like gold, "Golden Frieza" laughed wickedly as he unleashed a devastating attack.

As more and more warriors around him fell, Nangong Wentian’s great sword swung without rhythm, and in this short time, he had already sustained several terrifying wounds.

"It’s fine, there’s still one battalion left. Besides, this is still the territory of the Hejaz Kingdom; I don’t think Duller-Aziz would dare to do anything to me!" Li Ningyu said nonchalantly. However, the sudden landslide had made him vigilant, though his expression remained perfectly composed.