Chapter 119

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The guards, seeing Long Tiangong's arrogance, ceased further words and immediately launched an attack on him

Liu Ding turned to look at Chi Genben; from his interactions with Chi Genben over this period, he believed the man had spoken the truth

Ye Fantian looked at the other with a half-smile; his inner fire was ready to erupt, and his intuition told him the groom for this selection would surely be Nangong Meng

But he did not stop his actions—he pointed at the black cloud, and a torrent of Seven-Colored Departing Fire descended into the dark clouds

Bai Shaozi finally turned his head, gazing deeply at Tang Tang—it felt like an eternity in a single glance, agonizingly profound, his eyes devoid of any other emotion, his facial lines stiff

After a fierce barrage, the surroundings finally fell silent; Long Tiangong was now covered in dust and dirt, dark red blood seeping from his lips, his aura wildly unstable as he hovered in the sky

On nights when the Emperor did not come to sleep, Xu Qingyu secretly entered the space to gorge herself; previously she had eaten fruits occasionally, but now she ate them like meals, feeling as if she had developed "prenatal anxiety," terrified beyond measure that something might happen to the child

As the mission's completion drew nearer, she wanted luck, the Emperor wanted the system; what happened to Wang Qiong next was no longer their concern

Heigezi and the others also laughed among themselves, now beginning to vaguely guess at Ye Fantian's true nature

Ning Yishih did not wish to lie to Han Yunian, but she also knew that if she confessed so openly, Han Yunian would surely be displeased

Zhang Jin suddenly appeared, his aura engulfing the entire royal city; everyone felt as if the world were ending, struck with awe and reverence

Ning Yishih was baffled by Lin Wanner's sudden action; she glanced at Jiang Zilong, who was staring at her, felt embarrassed, and turned away, silently sipping her milk tea

Jiang Kerou could see Han Yunian's feelings for Ning Yishih from how he returned to attend Ning's grandfather's funeral

Chen Dong could think of no other explanation; he felt Chu Zhiqiao didn't seem the type for that line of work—her demeanor spoke otherwise—but he refused to admit it aloud

He didn't know if it was because of the Divine-Level Marrow-Washing Pill, but his memory had become exceptionally sharp, his observation acutely keen

He hadn't expected her final reply, but no matter what, her words—"I'll study hard"—made him feel considerably better

Such audacity and confidence received no approval; most believed "Fly" was far too arrogant—if he were truly that easy to kill, this situation would never have arisen

"It's fine, I'll use my left hand tomorrow," Han Yunian continued, picking up on Ning Yishih's question

The celestial qi intensified once more, making Chen Haotian acutely aware why so many had bled here—this place offered such pure celestial qi

As the guardian of the Sun God of Liyang Star, Pan Zhen never concealed his intentions, good or bad

"The fiercer, the better—these are our gods of wealth! Hurry up and train the baby! From now on, our main mission is to make money—big money!" Hua Quan declared with enthusiasm

Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen heard Zhuang Fan's words, froze in surprise, then burst into laughter upon seeing the flames' burning effect

Thus, in most live performances, audiences care more about expressiveness and emotion, and are relatively forgiving of pitch accuracy

The shop owner's name was Yu Ze, proprietor of a silk shop in the southern city; Gaochang City lay on a vital western route connecting Tang Dynasty and the western kingdoms, squarely on the Silk Road, so its silk shops and fabric stores were numerous, all engaged in silk and textile trade; Yu Ze had been ordered to hide in Gaochang City under the guise of running a silk business

Their whispered words were the finest praise for each other; after some time, Tian Li Cheng quietly opened his tightly shut eyes

As for forging weapons and armor, since the water-powered factory was closed to outsiders and under strict secrecy, they still believed these weapons and armor were forged by dwarves, unaware they were self-manufactured

After a long while, Peggy seemed to finally find his direction; he plopped down on the ground and extended both hands, as if trying to embrace the object before him

Thus, both these units needed rest, recovery, and troop replenishment, making them unsuitable for long-distance expeditions; aside from these two, the only other formidable force in Stormkeep was the Dwarf Legion

Seeing Du Ke's confident demeanor, Jina felt puzzled—did this man not realize the severity of the plague? Yet even the most incompetent wouldn't be unaware of a plague; Princess Jina found Du Ke's behavior deeply confusing

That day, the sun gradually set, the sky darkened, the evening glow cast a crimson hue over Yuan Shao's encampment

Flowers bloomed profusely in the valley; fragrance was normal—but after a hallucination, that fragrance became the most suspicious thing

Teng Zhe had operated this shop for over a decade, his business acumen now quite refined; in just over two months, he had sold out all the spiritual artifacts and treasures in the store