Chapter 32: On a Mission

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Yet this extraordinary battle did not unfold as they had expected. Faced with the mighty staff, Chen Rui showed no intention of avoiding its edge. He simply stepped forward and thrust out one palm, straight and level, without the slightest display of force.

The news was not as bad as it might have been. Although the emperor was not seeking trouble with them, one of their subordinates had offended Zhang Jing, indirectly bringing disaster upon them.

After all, even though Xiong Tingbi had now become nothing more than an ordinary scholar, anyone with discernment knew that before long he would once again become the powerful governor he had once been. Under such circumstances, who could possibly make Xiong Tingbi wary?

Qian Baobao first went to the hot spring, intending to wash the blood off her body before returning. Otherwise, Suoyang and Baicao would certainly worry when they saw her.

“Hero who shoots eagles? You even dare shoot there?” Rod stood beside him, staring at him coldly.

Even he had put it that way. Liang Ji felt even more despondent. Could it be that the common people of Zhao were truly destined to suffer the hardships of war and the agony of massacred cities?

“Why are you staring at me? Are you still hungry?” Qin Xue asked as she watched Chu Molin gaze at her without blinking.

For no apparent reason, Lu Zhiyun had suddenly received a random reward gift box, and she was completely bewildered for a moment.

“Perhaps. I only hope Heaven will grant me, Xue Renqing, a few more days to live. Until I see the imperial court pacify the Jurchens, my heart will never be at ease!” Xue Guoyong sighed, his voice filled with longing.

“Mom, why are you looking at me like that? Was what I said really wrong?” Qin Xue asked, staring at her mother’s shocked expression.

Lu Ruixing had buried his feelings for Xia Nuan in the deepest part of his heart. Now that Liu Yuwei had exposed them, he felt as though there were nowhere left for him to hide.

“Very well. Since our classmate is ready, let us begin the performance. Now, please welcome our prop.” After Feng Tianxiang finished speaking, he snapped his fingers. Everyone present then saw a precious sword appear in his hand.

Tuoba Yunji was not actually fond of putting on airs. Under ordinary circumstances, she would never have made such an elaborate display.

At Maomao’s words, Ji Bai’s expression also grew somewhat angry. She had always possessed a bad temper, and now she shouted outright.

Zhou Keqiang walked forward for a while, trying to find a signpost. But he became dizzy from turning around and around, and discovered nothing.

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The illusory sword shadows were sometimes ethereal and sometimes fierce. Though still suppressed by Lei Xuansheng, they were nevertheless enough to hold back this innate Sovereign-level expert.

This person’s strength caused Lei Xuansheng’s fury to rise continually, until thunderous rage erupted from him.

Lin Xinyue had always been puzzled by Feng Tianxiang’s abilities. When he had rescued her from the bandits last time, she had been too frightened to pay much attention. All she remembered was that Feng Tianxiang had defeated several kidnappers and then carried her away to safety.

When he had finished reciting, his sixth sense sent out a signal. He leaped into the air, faced east, and sped away. He already knew where he was.

“I’m going to wash my hair and get ready for the next shot.” Park Ji-hoon waved his hand and, supported by an assistant, headed off to the side, where hot water was already prepared.

They had just thought they had finally escaped the pursuit of one ancient god. Who could have imagined that, in the blink of an eye, they would fall into the mouth of another?

One side had unleashed its full firepower, while the other had no choice but to keep diverting its strength to deal with the annoying attackers overhead. The outcome had been determined from the very beginning.

Yet compared with those forces, the Hero Empire possessed another fatal weakness. No matter how numerous or powerful these demigods were, they were still merely guardians. They could not leave the territory of the Hero Empire and were trapped within it, doomed to die there.

Jun Ao had wanted to take his leave early ever since he finished competing with Hua Qingming. He had uncovered the secret of awakening the ancient bloodline from Hua Qingming and, over the period that followed, had successfully grasped a thread of understanding.

The environment within the Longyuan Empire was incomparably better than the desert. There was no yellow sand or blowing dust. The sky was blue, and the air carried a refreshing scent that invigorated the spirit.

Here, tens of thousands of players were charging and slaughtering one another. On one side was the Blood Camp of the Blood Banner; on the other was the PvP team from the City of Glory.

However powerful it might be, it was still only an ordinary level-forty monster. With Lu Li’s strength, killing it was effortless.

“Mastering your skills proficiently is the first step toward becoming strong. There are quite a few wild boars causing trouble in the fields outside the city. Go and eliminate them, and I will give you an appropriate reward.” After Bone finished learning his skills, Tansk’s voice rang out.

“Go on. It is already time for good children to go to bed.” Tianxian gestured with his eyes for Jiamina to take the jar of medicine.

Jiang Li had not seen Liehuo smile like that in a long time. Yet this time, that smile was for someone else.

For example, during the first clash between Gipsy Danger and the Virus, the Virus flung Gipsy Danger away, causing it to collide perfectly with Saber Athena. This was no coincidence; Dr. Newton had been directing the battle.

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With a cackling cry, he leaped down from the tree. Descending from above, he thrust the twin pistols in his hands toward the crown of a demonic sect disciple’s head.

Not only did he bring forth Shen Teng, the “Hundred-Billion-Box-Office Man,” but he also became one of the largest producers and brands of comedy intellectual property in China’s entertainment industry.

Liu Yaning, who had been silently watching the show from the side, was utterly amazed. She truly could not understand how anyone could have such thick skin. Even after so many obvious signs of dislike and repeated rejections, he could still approach her as though nothing had happened. He was simply invincible.

“Where are they? Where are the bandits?” Zhu Wushuangmian asked with her large eyes wide open, searching in every direction.

The students here were all either rich or powerful. Behind the expensive tuition lay the finest environment and service.

No one could say how many times the word “finished” had flashed through his mind. By the time Bai Suzi had slept and awakened, the three fools below were still standing dazed inside the barrier, unable to get out.

By the time the joyous wedding procession returned to its own village in Cowpen Village, the sun was already high in the sky, and it was noon.

After Cheng Linyi came of age, the hospital had already been placed under his name. Naturally, he had the authority to give the order directly.

No one knew how many fragments of the host’s soul had to be collected before they could offset the suppression coming from that soul.

Qiao Jianshan was not Qiao Jianshu. Over the years, Qiao Jianshan had become second only to the head of the Qiao family and could practically be considered its master. He would not remain silent simply because of a single word from Zhang Zhaodi. He was nothing like Qiao Jianshu.

Yun Xiao opened the messaging application, entered eleven digits in the recipient field, and composed a text message.

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