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Chapter 161

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Guan Pingdong was one of Dongheng's Four Great Merchants, with extremely high prestige—who could possibly warrant such profound reverence? Yuxin frowned in suspicion; after a moment, a man clad in a black fur-lined cloak stepped out from the mansion.

"Be good, be good, good—" Fingers slammed down with sudden force, striking the monstrous creature's head. The beast let out a mournful cry, its body collapsing like its marrow had been ripped away, instantly flattening into a thin, leathery skin.

Qingrang frowned and turned back, only to find Fang Shijie standing there, his foolish grin still frozen on his face, too slow to hide it.

That day, Yan He seemed to Qin Ran like a princess from another world—wearing beautiful clothes, rescuing her from that family, and ultimately joining Jixia Academy together, from then on inseparable.

So how many of these real changes can one truly face? And just how many things can one actually do well at this very moment?

Seeing Shi Tianxin appear again beside him, Chen Jie slapped the man's oily, gleaming face, then seized his collar and, under Shi Tianxin's terrified gaze, slowly and powerfully lifted him off the ground.

Du Fang felt both pity and a warm, sweet tenderness at her husband's strange appearance. Instinctively, she pouted, all the while reaching out to support his arched back.

Taoti's eyes flickered with delight, but instantly, it went mad—the Luo Hou's demonic aura was too tyrannical; how could it allow him to regain reason? Instantly, Taoti's head split with agony, life unbearable.

Though the City Lord's Guard wasn't necessarily formidable, the personal troops he brought were far more time-consuming and secretly cultivated than even the City Lord's own guards.

So why, at this moment, should one even consider how these developments have unfolded?

All the beast-people in the Arena held their breath, eyes locked on the fighting platform. With this single stomp, the demon ox would crush the human—dead or grievously wounded.

"This is your son?" To everyone's surprise, Wei Yefeng glanced once, then turned away. His cold tone made him sound like he was looking at a stranger.

Though she said so, it was perfectly clear—who had planted the red flower was obvious. Ye Ning broke free from Wei Cheng's grip and rushed to Lu Yiniang's side, embracing her waist and weeping bitterly.

Confirming no one was around, the cultivator began forming several hand seals, his hands weaving a pattern, then a dark aura spread outward from his feet, sinking deep into the earth.

Hua Tianqi's casualness left Hua Tianyang stunned. If, as his mother claimed, Hua Tianqi had coerced their father, how could he so easily agree to let him see their father?

She truly wasn't angry—she even wanted to thank Ling Miao, for it was Ling Miao who showed her what was truly unattainable.

Shen Jun had completely lost his mind, grabbing Li Wei's collar and slashing again, the blade piercing through Li Wei's body. He yanked it out, a spray of blood arcing downward; Li Wei collapsed, lifeless.

The match between the Divine Dragon Team and the Black Wolf Team was held in a deep forest, though the forest had defined boundaries—when team members crossed the line, sensors on their bodies would vibrate.

Lin Yu's eyes narrowed as he watched: the blood-red, egg-like object was about to exit the monster insect's chest when the insect suddenly let out a heart-rending roar, its limbs collapsing to the ground as if expending its last strength.

A guardian beast guarded this place; after a grueling battle, he finally slew it—yet at that moment, Huo Guangyan of the academy arrived here. As fellow students of Changhong Academy, they immediately clashed in fierce combat.

At that same moment, Leng Mingxu hurried over—but all that remained for him was the receding silhouette of long, flowing black hair.

Thinking this way, Leng Dianchen relaxed; after all, if it was merely over this matter, it was truly easy to resolve—at least, Leng Dianchen could calmly reassure An Ruoran.

A beam of golden light blasted forth, striking the ink-clad man and sending him flying to the ground, where he cratered a deep hole.

I could only reluctantly step out of the lounge wearing ten-centimeter heels to go to Ye Hansheng's private room—I even wished a customer would suddenly appear, even a pervert, snatch me away, so I wouldn't have to face Ye Hansheng.

Throughout the journey, Du Ruo said nothing; a thorn seemed lodged in her heart. A day spent together allowed her to indulge momentarily, but parting was inevitable.

With the surveillance video in Mo Andi's possession, her innocence could now be proven. Her courage swelled—previously, with no evidence, her explanations were futile; now, with backing, her spine stiffened.

Mo Jingyuan thought, no matter how he considered it, he'd been played. This girl's ability to twist truth and falsehood had reached a masterful level.

But Su Nan had no time to ponder further—the dozen men had already reached him and Sakata Gintoki.

She had repeatedly put it off, but today she finally had time, so she went to the private hospital for her prenatal checkup.

The man who burst from the mansion watched his master ride away ahead, his heart in a frenzy—he had to chase after him immediately; his master must not do anything else to anger the Emperor.

Huo Jingzun shot another icy glare; Ye He quickly shut his mouth, pouting, wondering what he'd said wrong.

Yun Yang stared at Yunniang, still curious how she knew a carriage was coming—she didn't look like someone with martial skill.

There were also this year's early-grown watermelons; the first harvest yielded few, yet Fourth Master insisted on getting over a dozen from the retired Emperor, to be slowly enjoyed at home.

Shangguan Ziran's expression subtly shifted—he had just moments ago blinked at me as if pleading for help, yet now his demeanor had changed entirely. Had some question been resolved in such a short time?

Huo Shangning knew Su Huan's intentions likely went beyond mere study—if she truly loved learning, she wouldn't have been so carefree in the Finance Department.

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