Chapter 207: Nine Continents

Hearing the baritone, Long A first froze, then immediately bowed his head in apology:

"Sorry, little senior, I didn't know you were, uh, male… I'm actually pretty normal…"

Who's abnormal?!

And who asked you?

Though Yu Linglong's entire body remained concealed, she couldn't suppress her shame and fury as she shot Lin Mo a glare.

Look at the kind of person you've brought along!

Lin Mo smiled faintly, his gaze

Looking back now, it felt like an unreachable dream—she was lost, her life or death unknown, and I was trapped in despair.

Wu Yashu's internal cultivation had long reached the peak of Primordial Fulfillment; though he hadn't advanced in decades, his supreme realm allowed him to refine his inner qi into a flawless, jade-like purity.

Yamato Sako surely knew that until Yue Shazhi clarified the identity and purpose of the Yuan players, none of the Chinese players in the cell would heed him—so despite his displeasure, the sect master of Yamato Dao remained silent for now.

Lieutenant Matsushita frowned at Huang Changsheng: "You're not Liao Fan!" He drew his "turtle box" pistol and pointed it at Huang's head.

Fu Can furrowed his brow—his poison could only sustain life for two or three days. Could this man be a master?

After hearing Li Qiushui's final words, the Tianshan Child Elder realized that the woman, like herself, was merely a pitiful soul bound by love.

"In your eyes, how evil am I? Even in your dreams, I still have to play the villain," Ye Kaicheng sighed helplessly.

After walking through the Li family garden several times and seeing the sun high overhead, Mo Lishou led his brothers to pay respects to Prince Liang.

I was already very happy while recording the show; watching it again after broadcast made me happy all over again.

Still, having an Xuanmen disciple as a companion made this mission—leading students to Yinzhou for their graduation assessment—far more secure.

Dozens of fireballs shattered at least three layers of armor and two layers of defensive wards, yet still were blocked.

"That's right—that's exactly it. Dongfanghong Group is growing strongly; even their investment in Huafeng Electronics makes sense, since water dispensers and bottled water are closely linked. But entering the home appliance market like washing machines? Honestly, the risk is huge," Qu Xiaowei spoke frankly.

Liu Yibin had previously tested this—he mentioned that the tree demon grandmother, who became a demon after Huang Rong's death, was the mother-in-law in the Wine Sword Immortal's heart. The Wine Sword Immortal grew visibly uneasy. Needless to say, this move immediately confirmed Guo Xiang's suspicions.

Especially under thirty—this group essentially forms the core of the second tier, and they actively uphold the principle of youth and professionalism in cadre development.

The dwarves here were truly treacherous—they'd prepped self-detonating sheep behind the door, waiting to spring a surprise explosion.

In an instant, the hearts of the Baihua Pavilion disciples, which had begun to scatter after Yan Qingsi's sudden death, were reforged.

The event organizers had contacted StarWar Corp several days ago, requesting a promotional short film for Shadow Rider—no need for length, given StarWar's special ties to the Shadow Rider of Vengeance and the public's widespread recognition of its appeal.

Shi Xuan was uneasy about Xi 'Men' Jinlian, but he knew his own condition was dire—he could turn to stone at any moment, a torment without end.

"Final mission: complete you!" Lu Feiyang dressed himself and prepared to draw his Three Kingdoms Kill cards.

Suddenly, Ma Xingyao realized the Nine Continents Barrier was actually beneficial—after all, the Immortal Realm couldn't launch large-scale invasions into the Mortal Realm, or the mortal world would be in peril.

"Fine, I'll grant your wish—but can you tell me—why are you so desperate to raise your cultivation?" Ji Xuan asked with serious intent.