Volume 1, Chapter 27: Xiao Ruyan Is the Sharpest Blade

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Although the group was adept at fighting, they lacked skill in tracking, and they quickly found themselves at a loss. Upon hearing Uncle Zheng’s words, the individuals nearby wearing black hoodies began to whisper among themselves. These people were the ruling class of the Demon race—the most powerful and cruelest among them. By now, the formation net was barely a foot away from Qiu Suo. Originally faint and flickering, the net had contracted continuously until it turned brilliant gold and became visible to the naked eye, wrapping tightly around Qiu Suo like a golden cocoon. Wu Ziyue suddenly shoved Xia Yao, who was becoming increasingly aggressive in their scuffle. The force of the push was so great that Xia Yao collided directly with a nearby chair; a pained cry escaped her, and she slumped there, motionless. Minerva waved a hand, and others immediately stepped forward to clean up the blood. He drank his bitter wine in frustration, then crushed the glass in his hand. While waiting for Captain Zheng to question the scene, Luo Kai glanced elsewhere and saw the young man grabbing a researcher, speaking intensely. Although the demon soldiers had been killed, Camilla’s message had successfully reached Minerva through special transmission channels. Qiu Suo was astonished; he struggled to transfer the object to his other hand, only to find the result unchanged—the emerald-like trinket was indeed pulsing in rhythm with his own heartbeat. Long Shen didn't even hear what Lu Xiao had just said; he only knew that Lu Xiao had summoned his life-plant. Seeing Bei Tingyu’s stance, coupled with Yun Sisi’s previous explanation, Chen Huanhuan felt it was inappropriate to persist, so she simply fell silent. "The wind rises mercilessly, sword shadows dance; you are but an ant, why struggle?" With a cold sneer, Feng Jian gave a slight flick of his wrist, and the Wind Demon Sword reappeared. Previously, Su Yang and Lin Tiancheng had been thrust into a bizarre environment where Su Yang first encountered the initial batch of mechs. Out of the corner of his eye, Li Fugui was shocked to realize they were looking at him as if he were a grandmaster.

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Seeing Li Fugui staring at some strange mushrooms with an expression of wild joy, Wei Jiajia was filled with questions. It took a long moment for her to regain her senses, and before she could express anything, Yu Xihe entered. Unexpectedly, while riding his motorcycle and still within Songshan City, he received a peculiar phone call. Just as he intended to sample the beautiful blue-green cocktail, a smiling voice came from above. "Hehe, as long as you agree, that’s all that matters." Seeing Su Yang’s consent, Gu Xueqing laughed and said. In the eyes of those people, money had become nothing more than a string of numbers. It was only people like Hirota’s father, neither high nor low, who would pursue it desperately; others might not necessarily do the same. Gently shaking her head, Mao Tongtong remained silent and walked toward the palace exit. Some things were unavoidable; what use was there in worrying? Ye Tianya agreed, tapped his left foot, leaped lightly from the roof, and landed in the courtyard. He tilted his head to listen, hearing only Zheng Tianhao and the others still in a deep sleep. He smiled to himself; he had been moving between the roof and the yard, whispering back and forth with Bai Tengjiao for quite a while, and yet no one had awakened. "This pipe is the oil inlet, right?" Gao Junshan asked, pointing to a copper pipe nearly two hundred millimeters in diameter leading in from outside the wall. How could Chang Hui tell her that because the Heavenly Horse was cast from Heavenly Stone, he was confident he could sense its unique fluctuations, much like Zheng Ji’s Rainbow Sword? Among these experts were many world-class medical professors whose social status was no lower than that of some heads of state; in certain situations, even national leaders had to treat them with great courtesy. "That’s true! But I win with 'Big Hu' more often, and I deal the winning tiles to others more than you do," said the Ninth Consort. In addition, there were sight-singing, ear training, and performance pieces, each evaluated by professional judges. These parts, combined with earlier theoretical scores, determined one's comprehensive music skill level; if one studied piano, there would also be a specific piano skill ranking. "Boss, the security measures here are quite thorough!" said Li Xiao, following behind Shen Bing.

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With a shrill cry, she woke herself up. She opened her eyes abruptly, only to find her face covered in tears. A clawing pain gripped her chest, as if the sorrow had pierced her very soul, carving up her heart until she cramped in agony, nearly doubling over. Li Er was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing heavily to the ground, unable to rise again. "Nonsense! You are indeed a spy. How could that be Pingchuan Manor? It is clearly the long-abandoned Ma Manor," someone immediately retorted. The fierce duel on the stage held the entire audience in breathless silence. Initially, Sun Qi’s momentum had waned, and Ma Ning’er’s victory seemed only a matter of time, yet in an instant, Sun Qi was on the verge of killing him. Some were joyful, some shocked, some anxious, and some smug. Once the magic robe was finished, the spiritual essence in the space transmitted to Fire Phoenix: "It is a low-grade immortal-tier robe." By attacking from the flank, were they not treating Xu Mo as if he were invisible? Furthermore, there was an Akali in the middle lane. "Why ask so much? Get to work!" Lu Zheng glared at the man and issued an order to the group. [All] Kai: The jungler item is called a jungler item for a reason; surely only the jungler can buy it. You're a mage, so you definitely can't buy it. How do you not understand such a simple concept? The matter was of great importance; the trusted ministers were dazed and could not utter a word for a time. The senior kept rambling on, but she didn't take any of it in, and he likely didn't either, as he spent the entire time nodding and offering only vague responses. I took a deep drag of my cigarette. Lin Shuang was truly beautiful; she looked good in anything, especially this semi-transparent black coat paired with those hot, sexy jeans, which perfectly showcased her fiery figure. But unfortunately, she was in a very bad mood. The vibrating phone lay in Fang Chuchu’s palm between the two of them, displaying the name: Lu Zhanhua.