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He could not suppress the murderous intent that erupted from his eyes toward the black-clad demon. Once the greedy wolves at the border tasted the sweetness of territorial concession, they would fall into an abyss of insatiable desire, and endless demands would follow.

Even if her boyfriend were incredibly generous, it would be impossible for him to spend so much money on her in such a short time.

Only then did Wei Shufen let him go; her old man had many faults, but his best trait was listening to her.

Feng Xiu had thoroughly cleared and nurtured Long Haochen’s meridians. His physical condition had improved significantly, so naturally, he felt no pain.

Zhou Ranran was prone to getting carried away and overexcited after drinking. She not only ran around the private room but even jumped up onto the table for a while.

For a moment, he couldn’t even react; he had always thought Jiang Yu was a coward who wouldn't dare to lay a hand on him.

With a grave expression, he pondered for a moment before immediately ordering someone to fetch Xue Erlang to inform him of the situation in Bianjing.

With just a simple gesture, the melancholy in Miao Yu’s heart instantly dissolved. Her inner panic vanished, though her heart still seemed ready to leap from her chest.

Sure enough, as the sharp pain faded, Xu Feng felt the ring become a part of his body, which he could now manipulate at will.

Upon hearing Zhang San’s words, Li Wu and Feng Qi walked to the left and right sides of the stone altar, respectively. Behind Li Wu, on the left, the stone wall was carved with a green dragon. The dragon’s eyes were wide open, its enormous, protruding eyeballs staring blankly.

These brands would never dare to claim such things in Europe. There was only one reason: China’s garment manufacturing industry served as a foil, bolstering their confidence.

Inside the room, Chen Xuan heard what Ming Ling said and looked back at the three of them. They had all put on their clothes. Across from his bed, Yu Guiyuan was packing two talisman bags, the Underworld Ghost Blade, and a cloak into her backpack.

At first, the white-collar elites who had just joined the company were unaccustomed to the boss’s routine. They vaguely felt the company was doomed and wondered if they should find a new job early to minimize the gap when the company eventually collapsed.

A warm, glowing night pearl was produced, casting a brilliant light that instantly illuminated the entire cave, revealing every detail within.

About 15 yards away, a researcher in a white coat was kneeling on the ground, covered in blood and seemingly injured. Moon stopped the field agents behind her and stepped forward with a comrade.

After a night, the lake fish had vanished, and as the morning sun rose, Bai Shu awoke to find Dong Se clutching him tightly, her face pressed against his chest.

Initially, the ancient Qilin had appeared with a fierce aura, as if about to attack Yang Yan’s soul fragment, but upon seeing the surrounding golden light, it hesitated and dove deep into the sea of consciousness.

The shift in the trade’s momentum was as swift as a rabbit escaping a falcon, truly dazzling to behold.

The kiss, shared with mutual affection and love, was unexpectedly passionate and fiery; the sensation was so wonderful and intoxicating that they were reluctant to part.

However, there was still no progress. In Dan’s mind, Bai must have been taken away by Zabuza after all.

Undoubtedly, Lu Weiwang had also realized that for the Lu family to prosper, they had to strike at the Gu family; naturally, he began his assault on them immediately.

However, just as the two of them channeled their spiritual energy and chanted the incantations, they were shocked to discover that the Cold Moon Ice Talisman Array no longer obeyed their commands.

Regardless of whether they believed it or not, the battle had to continue. The enemy had reached their doorstep; one didn't need to be a genius to realize there was no possibility of them just leaving. Could a wizard really abandon everything here and flee alone again?

As the train sped forward, Buhe’s heart raced toward crime with the same velocity. He was single-mindedly obsessed with finding a way back to the big city, even considering jumping from the train while his mother wasn't looking, should it slow down or stop somewhere.

The remaining rangers retreated decisively. One of them tried to pull the slow-moving mage to safety, but before he could, the longbow in Lonely Flow’s hands creaked, and two arrows pinned the mage to the ground.

In the fifth match, Qi Zhongnan faced Lin Lengbing. Lin’s strength was nothing special, so Qi’s victory was certain. Qi looked at Gu Chao, his intent clear: "You’re lucky this time; if you had met me, you’d be finished." Gu Chao naturally refused to back down, firing a look back—these days, who was afraid of whom?

"I should have guessed... besides Guanade, who would raise such a disgusting thing?" After searching his memory, the fat wizard muttered to himself, suddenly enlightened.

After the fall of Hell City, many surviving true gods were forced to retreat, relegated to moving with the large-scale raid groups to avoid being hit by wide-area, transcendent-level ultimate skills.