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He actually vented and gossiped about it to someone else, causing that nickname of his to spread like wildfire. Nearly everyone connected to his family ended up knowing about it.

Slender, fair fingers held the handle of a cup, unconsciously and gently swirling it, while a pair of eyes remained fixed upon her head. After gazing for a moment, she lowered her gaze and brought the cup to her lips once more. Her red lips lightly sipped the rim, her white neck arched slightly, and the exquisite line of her chin was perfectly traced in that very moment.

The Huajin stage at the pinnacle of martial arts had advanced even further, reaching the Marrow Cleansing realm. Once the internal energy penetrated the bone marrow, one truly became a killing machine capable of subduing and killing an enemy with a single move.

"It's pretty much as I expected," Hua Xiyan remarked indantically, just in time to see a richly dressed young noble smiling broadly as he offered a toast to Yun Yang.

"Come, come, come! Since our two nations cannot determine a victor on the battlefield, let us decide it here first!" Hengshan drew the weapon from his waist and slashed toward the representative of the Han state.

Was it because that time was gradually drawing closer, because of the heavy hatred burning in her heart, that she still held onto anticipation and hope? Was it precisely because of that earnest yearning that it hurt so much?

There was no answering voice. When she finally managed to make out the entire room, she discovered that she was all alone inside, and the two children were nowhere to be seen. She had been deceived, letting her guard down simply because she was a mother willing to do anything to protect her children.

Saying this, he produced a mirror, bit down on his index finger to draw a cross on the glass surface, and then reflected it toward Ertao.

Following the completion of their four voices, four attacks of differing attributes, carrying violent fluctuations of power, instantly shattered the void and surged forward.

Obediently following his father to the gymnasium, he watched as his father pulled a heavily worn basketball from the trunk. He looked at his father in bewilderment, having no idea what tricks his father was up to.

"Indeed, the Sacred Mountain Assembly. It seems we have no choice but to make a trip there this time," Sells stood up and said in a resolute tone.

Since he had already joined the Fang and become a mercenary, he might as well walk this path to the bitter end. If he was lucky enough not to be suddenly blown to bits, he would keep fighting like this until he became invincible, transforming back into the legendary king of soldiers.

The hot water continuously evaporated into steam, and upon meeting the slightly cooler air, the steam turned into white mist. No matter how fierce the sea breeze was, it could not blow it away. It merely gathered over the open sea, surging like tidal waves, resembling a secondary sea of white mist resting upon the dark ocean.

Yue Fei sent messengers once more to inform Liu Guoshi to continuously harass the border and ideally arrive at the location by tomorrow. This was because he was preparing to lead his grand army out to attack Pingxing Ridge.

Moreover, names were inscribed upon every single stele, and though countless years had passed, they remained unweathered by the ravages of time.

Fortunately, the disciples of the Water Virtue Pavilion possessed those giant umbrellas capable of utilizing water power to form arrays and block water currents. By propping open the torrential waterfall, they secured the very first prerequisite for excavation. Following that, their Earth Virtue Pavilion division possessed various earth-digging magical artifacts, making it much less difficult to tunnel through the solid rock.

Although she knew Zhao Ji held the status of a prince and belonged to the imperial Zhao clan, her heart harbored no hatred; there was only helplessness, accompanied by a trace of melancholy as she realized she simply could not bring herself to hate him. Besides, that matter had nothing to do with Zhao Ji—or so she comforted herself.

Fortunately, although Wu Pian often used the alias "King Billy" to spam chat comments like "dropping the soap" and "Yoooo!", this fellow did not worship the great demon lord Lucifer and naturally did not view the girl on the screen as a love rival. The only reason he used her as material for ghost-style parody videos was purely out of convenience.

The leader of the thugs moved with agility, raising his leg to kick Xiao Qiang. Xiao Qiang similarly lashed out with a kick, every movement of his appearing half a beat slower than the thug's.

Meanwhile, Zhou Qing unleashed the Nine Lotuses Heavenly Art, resisting the divine power released by the immortal artifact to protect his body from harm.

"What? Are you scared now?" Seeing the flicker of fear in Xiao Qiang's eyes, Wang Daoshan burst into hearty laughter and delivered a heavy punch directly to Xiao Qiang's abdomen.

"Furthermore, spread the word that I, Li Muyun, have returned and will head back to the Eastern Capital in seven days. Help me keep an eye on the Mi clan in Kaiyang City. If they harbor illicit intentions, execute them on the spot; if they flee Kaiyang City, let them be." One could say this was the absolute limit of his tolerance.

With that, Ghost-Eyed Immortal and Big Letter directly quit the party. Teaming up with Leng Youbei, the three of them headed straight for the top lane.

"I don't want to look at you, get out, just get out..." Meng Xinlan said stubbornly, her eye sockets already turning red. Uttering such words went against her true feelings; thinking of her own plight, she felt she no longer had any qualification to compete with Lin Yueyan.

A series of metallic clashes rang out as water splattered everywhere. Handsome-to-the-Core kept retreating, pushed all the way out of the water sprite's attack range under the impact of more than forty water arrows.

These items were naturally not hidden weapons, but rather another kind of tool used for piercing the skin: blood collection needles.

Picking up the item from the ground, Brother Youcai cursed aloud as he glanced at the trashy helmet. This was the kind of junk meant to be sold to NPCs, but the server had just launched; as long as the price was reasonable, someone would surely be willing to buy it.

Something dark, slightly sticky, and seemingly mixed with many crystal-clear impurities was spat out by Yuan Da.