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Chapter 110: The Torrent of Fortune and Fate [Thanks to the New Alliance]

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Yang Mi felt as though she had gotten herself into trouble.

It was about four days ago that the Baifans finally organized themselves and began cooking up an operation called "Make Fang Xinghe Pay the Price for the Fang Fans."

The reason?

The Baifans have been utterly wrecked online by the Fang Fans, and now you're asking us the reason?!

The direct clashes online back then led to a complete falling-out between the Fang Fans and the Baifans, and soon this hatred spread from online to offline, causing the two fan groups to develop a...

Zeng Tianxiong gave a slight nod, withdrew his own measure, and kept both hands supporting the tottering Zeng Miu.

On the other hand, the Yuanli Academy had a special method for testing talent. If a material-type Tianxingzhe was tested and found to truly have outstanding talent, they could be sent to the Yuanli Tower and provided with some free elemental magic cores. This could be considered giving ordinary people a chance to rise.

"I'll do it, I'll do it—" The surrounding villagers surged forward one after another, wanting to lend a hand.

Walking out of the garrison tent, Ling Feng gave Tulu a slight nod, then raised his head to look at the half-sky: the originally pitch-black rift now had edges that had turned copper-red, the red spreading outward from the sides, almost boundless, like a vast opened canopy.

Guo Tu hurriedly helped Yuan Tan up, then chuckled, "My lord, I'm not as noble as you say. Fine wine, beautiful women, money and jade—I have loved them dearly from the very start, and even now I can hardly put them down."

Looking at the old fellow's expression, Wei Yang spitefully decided to step up the exploitation. He had to make Sakunta show a pained expression.

"With Lady Zhuang Pin stepping in, Brother Duan will surely be able to spread his wings in Jingcheng." Tan Zong smiled faintly and raised his cup toward Duan Tianhao.

Entering the mage tower, Suolo found that this mage tower of Reese's was completely different from any he had seen before. The whole tower no longer felt cold and lifeless; it was filled with the breath of divine power. Nothing more needed to be said—even Suolo, no matter how inexperienced, knew what was going on. Though there were slight differences, it was roughly the same.

The stage lights dimmed and ended amid the contracting swirl of streamers—the final, ultimate laughter and the tearful dispersal.

Merging with the previous three swords, its power skyrocketed countless times! Faintly, the six swords' auras actually linked with one another, like a single sword in six bodies! In attack, advance and retreat were well-ordered, marvelously unmatched.

Returning to Dongguan Town, Zhang Beichen and the others had already come back, sitting in the great hall, chattering away as they discussed what had happened tonight.

The driver behind the wheel laughed and replied, then directly thrust a five-round burst out from the car window and fired a shot at where we were.

The enemy encirclement seemed bottomless. Although our troops, having launched a surprise attack from behind, had suffered no losses, if this dragged on, we would eventually be swallowed up. Just as Jiang Wuming was worrying over this, good news arrived.

The battle at this point was growing increasingly out of control. The two enemy mechs that had been causing trouble in Xinghe City had now rushed over. The current situation: Howard was 1v1 and at a disadvantage, while Unit 2 was 1v4! Yet Unit 2's pilot was unusually calm and composed.

"What method? As long as Ziyuan firmly insists I killed Liu Huan, then no matter how I explain, it will be useless." Zhan Zhaohua said, his head drooping even lower.

Ge Baili took a deep look, unsure whether he believed it or not, paid no heed, and continued observing.

"Mother Empress only said she liked them. If Mother Empress likes them, when the red plum blossoms bloom, Jingwu will pick the freshest red plums for Mother Empress every day." Saying this, Jingwu frowned—why didn't Mother Empress plant red plums in the Pepper Chamber? Then she could see the red plum blossoms right inside the hall.

Although the master had said before dying that he would no longer hold past events against them and would treat them all the same, every time Meng Feixiong recalled the master's desolate, tearful, sorrowful expression, he felt a pang of guilt.

From Mu Qingmeng, He Lang also learned that the Four Great Demon Valleys were the Blazing Flame Valley, the Frigid Ice Valley, the Demon Mist Valley, and the Ghost Soul Valley.

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