45 Ringing Out the Old Year, Ringing In the New

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The lead suddenly widened to eleven points. For the Cleveland Cavaliers, this was an excellent sign, giving them a strong start to the second half.

Now that Bu Jingyun had awakened and was keeping everyone at arm’s length, Nie Feng and Kong Ci had no choice but to leave his quarters for the time being.

Lin Hongfei laughed along with them, but he was not blindly optimistic. Old Master Zhang had only praised the device’s versatility; he had yet to say anything about how well it actually handled.

Tong Yuan casually seized an infantry spear from the weapons rack beside him and charged forward, relying on its length to block Wang Yue’s attack.

Blood sprayed in all directions. In that single exchange, Li Kuafu had already shown them just how formidable he was.

One of the father and son had grown up on Wudang Mountain, while the other had been adopted by the Sword King. Not only did they look nothing alike, even their accents were completely different. Yet in that moment, when their states of mind became one, they seemed strikingly similar. Their low, weary voices and their deep, anguished gazes repeatedly brought to mind Qin Baxian of years past.

Summoning every ounce of his strength, he brought his powerful palm crashing toward Bu Jingyun’s face—for he still refused to believe one thing.

Unless someone had suffered an enormous psychological shock, no one would destroy their own home. Even when angry, a person might smash a cup, a plate, or even a large household appliance, but no one would truly wish to obliterate their entire home.

“They must be getting anxious. We’ve kept them waiting this long; anyone in their position would be frantic.” Lin Hongfei spoke calmly. He was not surprised in the least that the Ukrainians had appeared at this moment.

Sure enough, once they returned home, Liang Feng barely paused to catch his breath before dragging Deng Sheng outside, claiming that there was no time to prepare gifts and that they would simply buy some in the street before paying New Year visits to the Gao, Yang, and Shi families. Deng Sheng could only smile bitterly and follow along as his accomplice.

“Ow! Who was that?! Who dares sneak-attack your grandfather Gaia?!” The moment Gaia finished speaking, something struck him hard on the head. He grimaced in pain and began shouting at the top of his lungs.

Thus, through the loyal and righteous monkey’s clever plan, Hong Ling’er led all the senior disciples’ weapons back to Demon Mountain and gained the trust of the Thunder Robber Dragon. Then, under cover of darkness and with the dragon clan’s assistance, the imperial army launched an all-out assault.

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After descending the stairs, Zuolun involuntarily glanced back. The light in Deputy Brigade Commander Mi’s room had gone out. Zuolun smiled instinctively and returned to the men’s dormitory.

Wang Yao seemed not to have expected the other party to ask those two questions. For a moment, she did not know how to respond. Her hands clenched tightly, her eyes darted left and right, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on her cheeks.

Time passed slowly in the Divine Realm. A day later, my brother returned and told me about everything he had seen and heard. He said that people now lived in peace and contentment, surrounded by song and dance, no longer fighting as they once had. Joy shone from his eyes.

No one knew how much time had passed. He gradually regained consciousness, sensing that his entire body was lying on something soft. Little by little, light began to appear before his eyes.

The two were knocked back once again, and their expressions grew exceedingly grim. Was this truly the strength a Saint Realm expert should possess? Or was he, a mid-level Human Emperor, somehow a fake?

“Why have you two sat down again?! Has the mission been completed? You came over here to slack off, didn’t you?” With her hands on her hips, Uesugi Keiko emerged from inside Dou Meiren.

There was a strong elf and a frail elf. The strong elf stepped directly on the frail one, pinning him to the ground, and began laughing triumphantly.

Then black mist and crimson blood surged madly within. Waves of low growls, soft moans, and howls rang out. Even beneath the merciless suppression of the Power of Creation, that sinister, terrifying, and demonic aura still erupted violently.

All at once, Wang Kai’s face darkened. With an expression of extreme fury, he snorted coldly and snatched the decree away with a swift turn of his hand.

“You have all come?” Night Consort asked in an utterly calm tone, as though she had known from the beginning that this would happen.

“Heh heh, Your Highness the Crown Prince is modest and courteous. Ling Xian is deeply impressed. Unfortunately, I have been feeling unwell lately, so I can only offer you tea in place of wine.” Li Lingxian sighed with some regret.

At that thought, he once again activated his Yin-Yang Buddha Eyes and swept them over Murong Qing.

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He had met many authors who shared his ideals, each of whom had entered the world of writing while carrying a dream in their heart.

Before his death, the old Daoist revealed a piece of information: someone had been targeting him. But who could it be?

Hadn’t he himself, while attending a lecture at the university, inexplicably broken through from the peak of the middle Nascent Soul stage to the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage?

“Your name is Dongfang Mo. Your name is Lan Jiuyou. I’m Wang Kai, your grandfather.” Wang Kai stood with his hands behind his back and smiled in an amused manner.

Lin Buyu was so anxious that cold sweat poured down his forehead. He simply leapt from his wheelchair and hobbled forward.

“Looks like the reason she was willing to steal Su Rui’s secret manual for you was that you told her it could help her take revenge, right?” Lang Fei said indifferently.

Yet after waiting for a long while, he still saw no sign of the three men. The roast goose over the fire was already becoming overcooked. He swallowed, lamenting the waste in his heart, but continued to hold himself back and did not reveal his presence.

“No wonder they’re so different from before. So they’re the very people I’ve been searching for all along!” Long Daoling muttered to himself after receiving Red Sleeve’s telepathic message. He prepared to summon two more ghosts and monsters to deal with them.

Lin Tao did not know how to conduct business or make money, but he was not foolish. The fact that these medicinal pills came from him was a secret that could never be revealed to outsiders.

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