Chapter 143: What Reason Do You Need for My Hatred?

"You just mentioned hatred. Excellent. I am very willing to discuss with you the origins, accumulation, and elimination of hatred, because some things have indeed troubled me for a long time. I very much hope to find solutions to my confusion through some beneficial folk dialogues."

Fang Xinghe spoke of confusion on his lips, yet his expression was so calm.

Over 20 large lights in the gymnasium shone up and down on the signing table, making the light brighter than the midday sun.

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Her voice trembled. Natalie's eyes shimmered with faint tears as her arms wrapped around and gently embraced Robin's head.

That was a young man of around thirty, dressed in a black leather robe. His sturdy arms were exposed to the air, and one could even vaguely see the lean muscles on his chest.

The cultivators below the Eastern Yi Kingdom now felt a dark cloud over thirty zhang drift across the sky, causing the entire world to suddenly become extremely oppressive. Then they saw a ball of Bai Guang chase after the black light. In less than a tenth of a blink, both the black light and Bai Guang vanished from the sky above the Eastern Yi Kingdom.

The Intelligence Brain would certainly not force Yuan Shao to change his mind, but it definitely influenced Yuan Shao's choices through many indirect methods. Then Yuan Shao made one mistake after another. These heaven-defying items are truly terrifying. Just thinking about the Disaster-Avoiding Talisman in my own hand, if used well, it could also destroy a family and wipe out a nation.

Gazing up at the full moon climbing the treetops, Tadan's heart grew increasingly restless. He did not know what this feeling represented. If he had known, he would have risked climbing the mountain and led his troops to fly south desperately.

It seems that although Shahe Feng cultivated the Demon Art, the death qi within this swamp is incompatible with his demonic qi.

Amidst the earth-shattering roar, one of the dozens of entrances on the second floor of the Black Divine Palace suddenly shot out countless green sword qi. Sweeping across, the space seemed to be cut into countless pieces, creating a visual disorientation. The aura of destruction shook the space and rippled out in all directions.

Seeing Shang Buqu arrive, Jiang Hai stood up actively, welcomed him warmly, took Shang Buqu's hand, led him to sit by the table, and began exchanging pleasantries. Shang Buqu inevitably asked what position Jiang Hai currently held.

Running constantly, breaking out of encirclement. Zhao Ting could not remember how many times he was surrounded or how many times he broke out again. His hat had long been lost running, and he did not know where his hairpin had fallen. Half a bootful of snow water had soaked into his boots, making a 'pat-pat' sound as he ran. His clothes were filthy and utterly wretched.

Occasionally, one might smile or miss someone. Too many things happened before this album was recorded, so many that it was hard to cope. Those moods will surely be sung into the songs.

"Nothing much. I was just craving a drink and came over first." Qu Zhenwei was tall and large with some fat, occupying almost two seats on the sofa. When he said he was craving a drink, he showed no sign of embarrassment at all.

"It seems Wang Fei still remembers." A cold voice from Ye Hua suddenly came from behind. With a creak of the door, Hua Xuanji felt a pain in her elbow. In a dizzying spin, when she looked up again, she found herself nestled in Ye Hua's arms.

Hua Xuanji had just wanted to sigh with relief when she suddenly remembered her mother's words: that old fellow couldn't cure it.

Wu Shang had not returned yet; the entire second floor had only her. Her sense of time here was vague. With no one to ask, she did not know exactly when dinner would be served. Watching the chimney of the large kitchen emit smoke, she also started a fire.

No matter how powerful Zhang Zhenren of the Falling Soul Sect is, he cannot go to the Heavenly Water Sect to cause him trouble. However, the situation here at the Yan Prince's Mansion is different. If the other party intends to harm, the Wei family and others have no ability to resist.

As soon as this incident occurred, it spread throughout the circle. Killing the chicken to scare the monkey. Since then, no one dared to imitate the clothing from Wang Xuan's factory.