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Chapter 658: Begging Persistently

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"Grandpa, I saw her chasing you, so I thought she was a criminal!"

Wu Ren Song could sprint across water, but he simply stepped directly upon the waves, as if walking on solid ground, needing no "buoyant vortex" wrapped around his calves.

Xiao Yu noticed that this Wu man looked profoundly inhuman.

His face resembled a serpent, his body covered in fine scales, his heels adorned with large fish fins, his arms unnaturally long, dangling below his feet, his palms like dragon claws, his skin deep blue, the scales shimmering.

The demon race indeed retreated, but humans began fighting among themselves—why?

"Big Brother Guai, I won't dare again, please let me go, I really won't dare anymore…" Wang Bin pleaded weakly.

Nalan Rou activated all her demonic energy, gripping her demonic blade as her power surged to its peak. Twelve black feathered wings unfurled behind her—this was the first time she unleashed her full strength, for she was about to fight to the death.

Her gaze fixed on the tall, slender figure before her, his lake-blue brocade robe enhancing his scholarly grace. For him, Xiao Yingdi could remember the exact color of his clothing and the gentleness of his face after just one glance. Even today, her eyes could not tear away from him; lowering her head, she gave a helpless smile.

A single Odyssey and a single GL8 could not transport all the flight attendants away; Li Zhiguo ordered Huang Zhi and Liu Bao to bring over two Land Rovers left behind by the Divine Sword Special Forces.

Ouyang Che was no god—he could not control the rules, let alone alter them; he could only briefly disrupt them. But against mortals on the ground, disruption was enough.

Perhaps he was too obsessed; why drag others into this? He sighed inwardly, stepped out of Du Yi's tent, returned to his own large tent, and began packing.

"Heh, look again." Ke Wei pried open the clamshell—a luminous, milky-white pearl, glowing with fluid luster, lay inside.

"Meng Dage's expression is strange." Su Qinyu thought long and hard, but could only reach this conclusion.

Cai Junyan understood Gao Zhi Shui's implication—they were sitting back comfortably, watching events unfold.

Only then did they realize the crimson liquid on the ground was not blood, but red wine. Professor Kang looked disheveled, his breath reeking of alcohol—clearly, he had drunk a great deal.

Compared to the Silver Lamp Master, Kuang Silang, whose identity had been exposed by the Tea Cultivator and nearly beaten to death, seemed insignificant. The Tea Cultivator preferred Kuang Silang live rather than let the Silver Lamp Master claim him.

"No way, boss! My scanner didn't detect anything! An abandoned sect ruin with a protective mountain array—there must be plenty of valuable items?" Liu Han said.

Huo Yingzheng suddenly drew in a deep breath, retracted his hands and legs, executing the Monkey Fist with perfect form and spirit.

When the noble, elegant Son of the Gods gently gazes upon you, lowers himself for you, and appears precisely when you need him most.

Gu Jun had heard from Da Tou that when he first joined the film crew, he was thrilled, even excited; as time passed, he learned insomnia, and even when he slept, he often had nightmares.

Su Ci lightly rose onto her toes, her beautiful large eyes instinctively scanning the surroundings.

Li Shimin saw these things at first without concern, but when he finally realized something was wrong, the guest who had taken a bite of food suddenly collapsed, foam continuously spilling from his mouth.

The terrorist leader seemed to know the raw materials for the experiment; he ordered his men to retrieve a large quantity of materials for the biologists who had developed the reagent.

"What?" Oumei Han turned in shock, discovering the speaker was the man who had just been with Liu Xuemei.

Dongmen was stunned—he had only just arrived in Chang'an two days ago; how could he know these things? Seeing Yang Zhi speak so seriously, he finally understood: the place he was about to go might be extraordinarily significant.

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