Chapter 683

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"You wouldn't remember anyway." It wasn't that he forgot—it was because he didn't care. He thought it ridiculous: if she didn't care for him, how could she remember?

The old man chuckled and patted Ling'er on the head. "That's settled." He gave Gu Yun no chance to refuse.

His speech began to deteriorate from the moment it started in France; originally meant as academic promotion, it had now turned him into a universally recognized expert in international relations.

After speaking, the guard smiled and left; only then did Bai Gang have time to carefully observe the elf mage he was assigned to guard, Gilnas.

Thirty-five thousand was already high for this piece of Black Blood Ink Gold, so after the brocade-clad youth gave up, no one else competed with Gu Yun. After Hua Qianying called out three times, the Black Blood Ink Gold officially became Gu Yun's.

The Count of Weima quickly regained his battle-hardened composure; politically, he was a fool who'd be sold by others and still count their coins for them, but his military skill was genuine. Had he not underestimated Bai Gang, the latter's group would have struggled to hold back even one assault.

But Huang Feng didn't dwell on this; if one slash wasn't enough, he'd strike again. The blood-red curved blade retracted, then slashed forward once more.

Releasing just one or two songs a year was enough to create maximum sensation, because these pieces had been tested by history.

Li Tianqiang couldn't bear his mother's scolding and reluctantly said sorry to Song "Yu" Yao.

Although they came to school together, Wei Suo didn't escort Murong Xue to her class training, because Murong Xue said it might look bad.

The fire dragon let out a deafening horned sihou, its terrifying true dragon aura causing immense shock.

"Boom—!" Inside Su Yang's mind sea, his spiritual force suddenly exploded. In an instant, Su Yang felt his entire mind sea was about to burst, his powerful spiritual force raging wildly within.

Stumbling behind Chi Zhaoxian, Du Youjia, whose body had become hypersensitive, felt a tingling numbness along his arm, his eyes involuntarily moistening; his blurred vision grew hazy under the chilly wind of the rooftop, so much so that he didn't even notice Chi Zhaoxian speaking to him.

Sensing his precarious situation, Zhao Yishan became distracted and absentminded before Mi Yao, irritating her greatly.

As soon as Jing Qi left, Su Yang immediately grew excited, swiftly stuffing the spirit stones into his space ring, then grabbing the three beside him and leaving the place.

The one I like… me? Du Youjia stared nervously at Chi Zhaoxian's enigmatic expression, unable to speak. Was this feeling… liking? Why hadn't I noticed before? And what even is liking??

As soon as the suppression was lifted, the demon core instantly began spinning; the red patterns on its surface flashed incessantly, and moments later, they were flung out of Su Yang's mind sea by the core's rotation.

The forest of spears and towering shields were standard-issue equipment, uniform and precise—three-foot-long hook-scythe blades and shields as tall as a man—all proclaimed the unique military bearing of the Kuizhou Army.

"You lost the duel—now pay us the reward! You're a curse to demons!" thought a demon cultivator bitterly.

The true venue of the Jiuxiao Tournament wasn't inside Jiuxiao City—it was merely a temporary gathering point; the actual location lay within a mountain range outside Jiuxiao City.

When Li Xi saw Su Zhenyu scanning her, she lifted her chin and met his gaze directly.

Turning to look around, Li Han realized they were in a valley, surrounded by towering Qingshan mountains, with vegetation strikingly similar to Earth's.

"Miss Murong's delayed menses are due to severe injuries and excessive blood loss last month. Her nausea and vomiting stem from her diet during recovery—mostly bland food, her stomach unused to meat for so long. After eating greasy braised pork, her digestive system reacted poorly, causing nausea and vomiting," Lu Nanxing explained.

To uncover the source of the Anti-Magic Energy organization's technology and understand how they harnessed Taishui power, Zhou Lang temporarily held back, waiting for the right moment.

At that moment, Mu Qianmei was in a mystical state; she felt that if she added just a little more spiritual energy, she could smoothly reach Foundation Establishment.

However, Situ Changxiao decisively abandoned the rescue operation and planned to wait until dawn to assess the situation before acting.

As the countdown ended, Zhou Lang's mind jolted with a "buzz"—a powerful spiritual force, connected through the sensing helmet, surged through the entire mech.

Li Youran reactivated the system and began carefully examining its specific prompts.

Qu Yunyang asked no further questions; a proud genius who willingly admitted defeat to his opponent was proof enough of the opponent's strength.

"Hu Beiting, you sent Weiwei to the countryside, didn't you? What will it take to get Weiwei back?" Hu Lady thought: if Hu Beiting could bring Weiwei back, she wouldn't need to deal with Hu Beiqing.

"But you can go—wear the brooch I gave you. If the foreigner pulls a dirty trick, seeing the brooch will remind you of me," Gao Jun said. "Also, don't tell the foreigner we switched dorms—I'm afraid he'll sneak over to attack you at night."

"To hell with his plan—only sucking up to superiors! He's sending us to die!" Hu Sandao muttered curses at Li Changhe.

They also understood that this man, having combined the strength of many experts to slay an immortal, was an enemy of the Tian Gui Four Evils.

Li Tu's spatial domain exerted immense pressure on Ye Meng, but Ye Meng had no intention of being slaughtered.

"The boss doesn't object?" Huang Yueying, hearing Li Zhi's words, instantly brightened and smiled.