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Chapter 1155: Miss Hua

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Mo Hua is a man of principle.

Debts must be repaid; it is only natural.

Although I originally took on the identity of "Mr. Yuan" to do business with Elder You, and ultimately betrayed Elder You, leading to the complete downfall of the Ganxue Mo Sect,

but one thing is one thing — regardless of the outcome, the spirit stones were genuinely owed by Elder You.

If Elder You is dead, then naturally the debt must be written off; Mo Hua feels regret, but has nothing to say.

So Chu Bai first went to Qi State, brought Old Wang into the Azure Heaven World, then transformed into light and arrived within Datong's borders, then had Old Wang kill a god, and finally sent Old Wang back.

The Invisible Armor technique, through the method of charging power, thickens the armor, increasing its defense by roughly double.

Gold eagles monitoring Shancheng fly back and forth, allowing the Tianlang Army to perceive the entire battlefield's situation!

No wonder… one can only say that Emperor Mo of Chu chose, between two bad options, the one that was not as bad.

Li Wei also sold all his hard-to-handle goods to Bas before he left one evening.

Since she plans to live here in the future, Yanzi believes she should consider her master's family more, so that he may treat them well.

When her child had problems, before others even spoke, Zhou Guihua went around spreading rumors that she was a curse who killed her husband and child — it enraged her so much she beat her soundly, yet was scolded for a long time by those two elders; she dare not count on such people for help.

Zheng Guizhen roasted two bamboo rats, piled many wild ginger slices and green onions onto the third, and boiled it into soup. With the morning's wild vegetable dumplings, lunch was quite lavish.

Chu Bai's figure instantly materialized; his Omniscient Authority allowed him to instantly understand what new ability the Pure White Space had gained.

At this moment, Wan'er and Yang Tianzhen came looking for him. Xiao Tian thought: whether it was Xi Na Han or Gu Yue State, neither was urgent. He'd been in the Southwest Region for four or five days now and hadn't spent time with Yang Tianzhen — today, he might as well properly accompany them.

Lu Hengwei faintly raised an eyebrow at Qiao Limo's words, a flash of dominance passing through his dark eyes. "I'm just afraid you'll have an accident going down the stairs. Behave yourself." With that, Lu Hengwei walked straight downstairs, his slightly upturned lips betraying his mood.

This nurse still had a touch of spiritual aura; though wearing a mask, her standard duck-egg face was still visible, her eyes bright and lively. Could she merely be another fan who adores Han Yanwang?

At this moment she learned that in 2097, the Third World War occurred; Earth neared collapse, many nations perished due to natural disasters caused by Earth, and the remaining nations, under the tide of the times, were forced to unite into a federation — yet her own nation was still ruled by itself.

This Qu Changli is already twenty and still unmarried; logically, even if he met a woman he found somewhat attractive, he should first take her as a concubine, then later elevate her to secondary wife upon marriage — why did he suddenly make that woman a secondary wife?

Carrying the imperial edict out of the palace, Qu Qingyan turned to watch the palace gates slowly close; her official career may have only just begun from this moment.

The Song Dynasty had no "Dragon Sparrow Army" designation; this was a newly created designation for Zhao Lie's "Yashan Volunteer Force," now officially incorporated into the imperial court's standing army.

Zhao Lie observed the new rifle's manufacturing process while calculating internally: output was indeed much lower; at this rate, no more than five could be produced daily, monthly output barely reaching a hundred. The main bottleneck was the time-consuming process of rolling and hammering the iron tubes — though this could be compensated by scaling up.

The old man was truly aged, his mind confused; the entire household had been handed over to the First Madam.

As Luo Minxing finally settled into the main seat, Niu Zhong pointed to the axe behind him; Luo Minxing pretended not to notice, instead examining the axe as if seeing it for the first time.

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