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Chapter 92

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At that moment, a crisp sound rang out as Zongheng and the Fifth Elder each spat out a mouthful of blood, though the Fifth Elder’s complexion was clearly worse

Even if the black stone and meteoric copper produced no spark at all, he could still say he had done his best—perhaps this was fate

Long Aolong had grown up on the southern coast and had never heard of fish cake balls; he asked curiously, “What are ‘fish cake balls’?”

“Forgive me, Lord Haqi—we didn’t bring her; she came on her own,” the guard protested desperately, eager to explain

To be fair, the Six Rats of the Yellow Springs were no slouches; together, they could easily crush both Scorpion and Phantom Fox

He flipped through it idly, but when he saw it concerned cooperation between the two parties’ pharmaceutical companies, he straightened up at once and read it intently

The soldiers in his hands were valiant warriors, each capable of holding off ten, surrounding the two lords inside the tent and guarding their safety from any mishap

Zhuo Tian nodded; at least thirty-five gold coins—slightly higher than the Fat Man of the Sea had estimated, suggesting this man meant to flatter him

But where had he gone? A grown man constantly vanishing like this made her look down on him

Ji He Feng showed no sign of panic; instead, his expression seemed at ease. Fu Yun Nuan sat down before Ji He Feng, and the clerks, sensing the moment, quietly withdrew

With a slight tearing pain, I felt a corner of the bandage wrapped around my face lift slightly; Xie Keluo’s eyes gleamed brightly, sparkling with intensity—I could feel the tremor in her fingers; I knew her emotions were wildly stirred

“Alas!” Li Chengqian shook his head, hollow-eyed and defeated, retreating with his broken troops back to the Eastern Palace

At the brink of life and death, Tang Yun remained calm—as calm as a predator whose blood held no warmth

“Who are you? How could you know…” the Fox Immortal gasped in shock; only she and the one who had wounded her knew the extent of her injuries, yet this filthy young man had seen through her at a glance—she was stunned

Zhao Sheng’s clone returned to the Heavenly Demon Mountain Villa’s palace, while his true body stepped forward and arrived at the Eastern Wastelands, a sacred mountain gate

I had planned to press forward and break the dark array right here, working nonstop—but then a phone call ruined my plan

The men on the seat were mid-boast when their chatter was abruptly cut off; their faces darkened as they turned to see who had spoken—no one but Zhen Tian could have made that voice

For decades, no one had dared steal the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth—yet in just a few years, it had happened twice; last time, someone succeeded in transcending, and this time, no matter what, this person must not succeed. Thus, the entire sea plunged into darkness—and Mu Xi Island followed, swallowed in blackness

“Shu He”’s face twisted in rage; his hands hovered in the air as if drawing something forth, then a towering, over-a-meter-tall badger shadow rose behind him, wreathed in You green flames

Inside Zhao Sheng, the heart fused with the Blue Lotus Emperor’s Core throbbed heavily; as heaven and earth twisted and warped, blazing beacon fires erupted in succession, forming eight smoke columns around Zhao Sheng, brimming with demonic aura and echoing with piercing, agonized roars that engulfed the surroundings

I didn’t know if Xia Haoyu had heard what I said, but I felt a pressure in my chest; his cool hand suddenly retracted, and he stood motionless beside me, stammering, unable to find words

The fire pillar clashed fiercely with the ice dragon! The scorching fire pillar struggled to melt the ice dragon, while the ice dragon relentlessly doused the flames with its chilling breath

The only way to save him now was still to cater to his preferences and improvise on the spot—“catering to his preferences” meant Emperor Zhao Ji’s deep devotion to Daoism; “improvising on the spot” meant the blunt words of the brute Jiang Instructor: “evil deity”

She spoke loudly on purpose, hoping to draw the attention of the person on the bed; her cousin had treated her differently today—he would surely scold Feng for her sake

I went into that room because the half-open window was very likely an oversight by the lab staff; since Li Mu could think to use it as a breakthrough to fly into the lab, Li Yetong must have thought of it too—and given Li Yetong’s nature, she would hardly leave no trace

“Nie Wei didn’t lie to you; I was at the park too just now. Those photos were just an accident—I’ll handle it,” Li Rui said

He now reclined lazily in a handwoven grid swing, gently swaying back and forth

But his incantation had barely reached halfway when his body instantly went numb; his control slipped, his internal magic forcibly cut off—and, of all things, triggered a backlash

“Sister-in-law, do you really think Brother Li can cook?” In the courtyard, Li Er pulled Jin Mei Shi aside and whispered sneakily

His words left me even more at a loss; I might as well play the coward and drag it out as long as possible

Huang Xin had already switched seats to the front row, sparing us the awkwardness of meeting. Bored out in class, I sent a message to Le Le

Though the south was warmer, by December the weather inevitably turned cool

Even the crucial spatial artifact, the Demon Capital, the Demon Ancestor dared give to Sima Kun—this was no longer mere trust; it was outright treating Sima Kun as his own child

Entering the valley where Mu Xifeng resided, Ao Wuchang noticed the defensive array at the cave entrance, which lit up his eyes. He then used every trick he had to dismantle Mu Xifeng’s Level Eleven beginner defensive array and entered the cave

Ye Mengyao’s severed arm had already regrown halfway; her long hair fluttered like the tendrils of a tree demon, and around her, billions of worshippers, like demons, devoured the cultivators

She looked barely seventeen or eighteen, slender of frame, yet with a round, chubby face that made her resemble a big-headed doll—unproportioned, yet undeniably adorable

The car stopped; Zhong Yue turned to face her and gently rubbed his fingers over Tong En’s stiffened cheek

“Then… Brother Chu, what are you doing?” Everyone was puzzled; after publicly pledging loyalty to Mo Jingli, if Chu now switched sides, the Chu family’s reputation would be ruined—and even if they later tried to join another faction, they’d never be trusted again. After all, if the Chu family could betray Mo Jingli, they could betray anyone else too

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