Chapter 76: Li Yan
If he weren't a disciple of a major sect, Liu Zhize truly wouldn't believe it, but this young man refused to reveal which sect he belonged to.
The Cai family was the first to jump forward, enhancing their equity terms; then Chen Su Su, representing the Zhang family, raised her equity terms to match the Cai family's level, while the remaining Fan family and three others remained silent—clearly, these six parties had long held an understanding: two main players, four side bidders.
He walked ahead, took the bottled water handed to him by the event official in the rest area, registered their scores, glanced at Jiang Chen and the others, then drank quietly on his own.
Like racing against the gale and the storm, these trial participants showed not a single moment of hesitation, charging relentlessly toward the mountain where Lin Yang stood, like madmen.
Ye Ning's heart tightened; without delay, she set Du Li down, then whirled her face—suddenly, the stopped car's four doors flew open, and four figures leapt out, forming a half-encirclement with unmistakable intent toward him.
Alright, whether Wang Hao was showing off or not, he was now safe; after restoring his condition, he arrived before the urn of the man whose gaze he had previously confirmed.
"Who are you?" Liu Zhize asked Xue Qiang in confusion—he hadn't forgotten Xue Qiang; he recognized him, but simply couldn't recall his name.
The entire world turned golden, and even a Holy Emperor arriving here might not withstand such searing heat.
Li Yanxi lifted her weary sapphire eyes, licked her plump lips, and cautiously glanced toward Lin Yang.
With every step Jiang Chen took closer, the man's complexion faded a little more; his lips trembled, as if trying to utter Jiang Chen's name, his eyes bulging wide with utter despair, as if he already knew his fate.
"Alright, I'm coming right over." Zhang Ziyang's face was solemn; after hanging up Xing Yicheng's call, he mobilized his own resources to search for Xia Ranmo.
The painting studio's pay wasn't high, but the job was relatively free and not physically demanding. With no better options available, she could only temporarily linger there.
Watching Su Chengqing's eyes slowly close, Su Qian'ai didn't wait for him to open them again—she finally realized her father's face had lost all vitality. After staring blankly for dozens of seconds, she went mad, collapsing onto Su Chengqing's body, shaking him violently and screaming hysterically.
Although Yue Yunze was a tea merchant whose status was lower than that of a peasant farmer, this successful tea merchant owned a mansion so grand that even if an entire peasant family labored for generations, they could never afford it.
Li Xiaomai had nothing to say either, so she helped Lu Yinyue pick out items, wandering through the bridal shop.
Lin Xinru's face bloomed with a sweet smile from deep within her heart; the faint traces of sorrow and melancholy that had clouded her soul vanished at the tender, affectionate glance from her beloved.
"I know—you don't need to keep emphasizing it over and over!" Xia Ranmo suppressed the bitterness in her heart and shot back sharply.
Hearing Xia Ranmo say that, Xing Yicheng finally smiled, picked up his racket, and walked over to Xia Ranmo's side.
It seemed she wasn't ashamed of her current situation, constantly saying: "This cold palace… this cold palace…" but Zi Ling could hear the bitterness and anguish in her voice.
"Hey, let you country bumpkins see something new." Jiang Han didn't care how their faces looked—he only changed his mood based on himself.
"Boom!" Xie Yeyu calmly pressed a blue button inside the cockpit; the black flight wings exploded with a boom the instant they struck the White Knight.
Chen Feng still had his bearings—he feared Luo Yuan might have some hidden trump card that could trigger a crisis, so there was truly no need to worry about Chen Feng.
Xie Yeyu's performance surprised everyone; even Messi furrowed his brow—was this transfer student opening a mech for the first time? Why were his movements so slow, so uncoordinated? Didn't mech operation already get taught in high school?
The only point this time was to thank Nan Shu for rescuing her in time—otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Faced with Shen Jinghai's questioning, Cai'er finally showed signs of panic; her calm, smiling demeanor began to crumble.
Chen Feng and the others could destroy some seats, even kill all the piglets raised by the Butcher's family, then wait quietly for the next day to begin.
"Enough—the second half doesn't need to be said." Zhao Chenlu cut off the topic at just the right moment, successfully reigniting wolfish, tigerish gazes throughout the council chamber.
Moreover, he disliked cleaning up other people's messes; that ancient evil's current strength must have grown directly from the native shamans' self-destructive habits.
Su Han hesitated, then said, "Director Gao, I may have offended Director Liu—I'm feeling very uncomfortable staying here, and I'd like to go back."
Beneath the horse spear, all beings are equal. The elite heavy cavalry, charging with leveled horse spears, killed an equal number of enemies in an instant—the seemingly orderly formation of the Qiang people shattered like glass. Afterward, the massacre continued: the elite cavalry kept charging, piercing through the enemy's ranks without pause.
A rune imprint gradually glowed above Salong's head; in midair, a massive magical array with a radius of one kilometer slowly materialized.
His eyelids felt too heavy to close; Li Hai struggled to pry them open slightly, but his eyeballs had no focus—his ink-black pupils were dull and lifeless, as if they might vanish at any moment.
At that time, the Li family's power had forced Hu Hai to dare not touch her in the slightest; now, with Li Si fallen from power, Hu Hai's blade had been raised high—this time, Wang Ming and Chen Di came to Yingyang ostensibly to investigate Li You's treason, but in truth, they aimed to eliminate Ying Yushu, who posed a threat to Hu Hai's imperial throne.
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