Twenty-eight, zero two eight.

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When the enemy crystal was shattered, the ALU team was unexpectedly calm. Lin Mo and her teammates slowly took off their headsets and gathered together to talk.
Prince Hall had gone to great lengths and made extremely thorough preparations for this struggle for imperial power.
She knew that this information might have been intentionally leaked to her by Qin Su, who was waiting for her to make contact.
Because Gu Chengfeng and Yu Siqi were around, Xia Mingyang spent more time at home, which made Mother Xia even more eager for them to stay longer.
Not only that, King Rui also sent a message to the Emperor, inviting him to come and have some fun. Naturally, even if the Emperor had the heart, he had no time, and could only envy King Rui’s carefree life from within the palace, complaining about his own fate of being burdened by the toil of an emperor.
Song Xingchen gave a light, unhurried chuckle. With one hand, she pushed aside the long sword held against her neck, and pushed the other one slightly away, in no rush to respond.
The eyes of everyone in the arena were fixed tightly on the tortoise shell, but because the venue was too large, only those near the altar could see the scene clearly. The commoners on the outskirts could not see anything and could only stand there staring in vain.
She just wanted to wait for him like this; why was it so hard to get news that he was safe and sound?
Jian Dan’s low threshold for humor was famous, a fact that Hao Xiao had already learned while playing games with her recently.
Thinking of this, Gu Huasui clenched her fists beneath her sleeves. How could she let the Northern Emperor’s scheme succeed?
Wutuo was deeply surprised by the appearance of the nemesis of the "Light-Shifting Illusion" at this time and place. Only the royal descendants of the Yuehua Kingdom were proficient in the Light-Shifting Illusion, while the "Shadow-Breaking Technique" belonged exclusively to the Ximen clan of the Qingyuan Dynasty’s royal family. Not only were these two countries in conflict, but their martial arts, which involved the history of the underworld, were also mutually restrictive.
Then, after a while, she watched as Shang Peidi extinguished his cigar on the marble panel of the balcony window, then turned and left in silence.
Panting heavily, but not daring to breathe deeply or linger, he pushed off the scorching reef once more, leaping high into the air. With Bai Su on his back, the veins on his arms stood out, as if they would burst at the slightest touch; he had reached his absolute limit.

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"For the sake of Su Ranhua, you would actually target me like this?" Bai Zhanfeng's lips turned pale. She trembled uncontrollably, out of both anger and terror.
Frightened by the sharpness and coldness in Mu Yun's tone, Li'er raised her eyes to meet Mu Yun's icy, hawk-like gaze, and cold sweat instantly broke out across her forehead and back.
"Qiuran, as long as you return, I will not make things difficult for her. I will ensure she returns to her father safe and sound," Zuo Linfan said, loosening his grip.
"Silly child, you can leave with peace of mind. Mom promises I will be fine here. I won't let anyone hurt me and make you worry, okay?" Mother Tong’s aged, rough hands caressed her cheek, gently wiping away Tong Ruo’s tears.
"Adoptive father, does that mean they came here to avenge Consort Shu?" Yun Rong asked. Having just heard the truth about Consort Shu’s death, she could hardly believe it. So this was the truth; so this was the real reason why the Baidi and the Heavenly Dynasty had severed relations for over twenty years.
Upon hearing this, Chen Nian struck out with a palm toward the candle stand, using the force of the wind to extinguish the flame. The room was plunged into darkness, and it took a long time before they could vaguely make out the scene in the room by the moonlight outside. Neither Feng Junyang nor Chen Nian spoke, both instinctively focusing on regulating their breath.
If there were an unexpected inspection, Brother Biao would use the legitimate card room outside as a shield, giving the people on the road a chance to withdraw or switch to a legal game. I suddenly felt that this was definitely not something Brother Biao had thought of himself.
Qin Yang naturally understood everyone's intentions, so he was quite easygoing with them. Everyone said that one should not strike a smiling face, not to mention that these people could be considered as having come to join him.
However, with the appearance of the grandson, Lauren Roy, the patience and restraint that Brown and Ben had exercised for so long had come to nothing.
After finishing another glass, I was already feeling a bit dizzy. I couldn't drink any more hard liquor; if this continued, something would definitely go wrong.
Jiang Youwei nodded without saying much. "More talk, more mistakes"—in the vast majority of situations, that was absolutely correct.
"Let him be arrogant, let him be arrogant. The police will be here soon. Hasn't someone already called the Public Security Bureau?" someone shouted.
"Sigh, I don't know how to tell you about this." Chen Yu sighed and briefly recounted the incident of his "younger sister jumping off a building."

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The two brothers' expressions changed upon hearing this. They had intended to use cold weapons to perish together with Chen Yu, never expecting that he would have seen through their intentions.
"Sister Hua Ye, aren't you being too polite? It's so late and you haven't eaten yet?" Chen Yu sat down with some trepidation, though he did not remain reserved; he ate and drank as he pleased.
Behind Chen Xuecheng lay infinite power; of this, Chen Xuecheng was firmly convinced.
As the countdown was called out, Meng Xiongfei, Bai Xuening, and the various spirits were all filled with excitement and anticipation. Bai Xuening joined in the shouting. Finally, as the last "one" was called, the New Year's bell rang out. Amidst the "whoosh" sounds, fireworks began to bloom. With the "bang-bang-bang" explosions, the spirits all cheered aloud.
Since the Chief Shepherd had spoken, Shepherd Lu naturally dared not voice any objections, and they were relieved of their concerns.
These white patterns were extremely dense, weaving into a thick web that forcefully intercepted the golden light.
And weren't the lightning bolts crashing down between the thick layers of clouds in the wasteland a manifestation of natural energy?
"This is what they call 'thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river.' Our spring as sinners has arrived. Those eight great god clans are nothing but a joke; to us, they are no more than ants."
Jin Si, his blue hair flying, let out a cold shout. The nine rings shooting from his arms were like nine towering mountains, distorting and shattering space and time as they crashed into the fifth and sixth-tier knights of Lusala.