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"Why are you back again?" Song Duanwu leaned against the door of the taxi, asking with a knowing smile.

Zhou Yafu unwrapped the chain stained with Chen Bainan's blood from his hand, rinsed it clean in the water, and put it back around his neck. Then, biting on a Changbaishan cigarette, he squatted down casually in front of the two of them.

"Ying'er, I have something to give you. Promise me to close your eyes first, alright?" His tone was gentle, carrying a hint of pleading. She clearly wanted to refuse, but her eyes had already closed uncontrollably.

Xiao Yan on the other side caused him some trouble. First of all, Xiao Yan could be considered to have inherited from his master, Li Luo, yet he walked alongside his mortal enemy. He wondered if this was truly colluding with villains or being deceived. When trouble eventually arose, whether he should help or stay out of it gave him a headache.

The Prince of Xin turned his head to look at her, seeming to understand a little. Overwhelmed by weariness, he slowly took off his black boots and gently lay down beside her. He buried his head in her shoulder like a child. The unique fragrance of her body always brought him peace.

He knew he was wrong instantly. That dark shadow smiled sharply, and his legs began to tremble. "Tha—" Before he could utter a complete sound, his feet had already left the ground. With a rush of wind in his ears and a swish, he was lying horizontally across the street.

The members of the coalition remained silent mainly to wait for the Elven race to speak first, so that they could seize the initiative in the negotiations.

Pingjin was a city with a very active nightlife. Even at this hour when the brilliant lights were lit up, the streets remained bustling with people, and the traffic flowed endlessly like a river. Zhao Gan felt his head grow somewhat heavy and lit a cigarette.

"What are you suspicious of? Why don't you just spell it out clearly!" She turned away in a huff, assuming he would coax her as he usually did until she smiled.

I hadn't seen a dead person many times, aside from my grandfather, and certainly never had such close contact with one. The moment I caught sight of Ma Zhouzi's neck, it disgusted me so much that I turned around, hugged the doorframe of the inner room, and began to vomit.

He had just entered the Heroic Virtual Realm and didn't know many people. If he wanted to participate in the Heroic Exchange Tournament, teaming up with Tong Shaojun was a good choice.

Streaks of sword light flashed through the training room as Cao Hui danced around. The sword qi was fiercely sharp, and every beam of light exuded a hint of dangerous aura.

"First, let me briefly introduce you to the classification of martial arts realms," Elder Feng said indifferently.

"Wait a moment." The moment they brushed past each other, Bei Lingtian grabbed her wrist and placed his own paper umbrella into her hands.

The air marshal looked to the side. The few men traveling with him had their heads tilted and were completely silent, looking as serene as if they were fast asleep.

Their reactions at this moment forced Chu Ming to conjure up a grand drama of life and death entirely within his own imagination.

The two of us just trailed behind Wen Bai like this. As we walked, we crossed the street corner, yet this man still walked forward without ever looking back.

"Isn't there still one left?" Mother Li tapped Li Li, who was shoveling large mouthfuls of food to replenish his blood, with her chopsticks.

Platinum-tier virtual martial artists, especially melee ones, mostly possessed life-saving hero skills. Even with all of Qin Mo's lightning specialization fully unleashed, it would still be difficult for him to kill five platinum-tier virtual martial artists within just a few minutes.

In truth, Lin Bin was unaware that Murong Lianhua wore a nether garment; right now, apart from divine weapons, ordinary attacks simply could not harm him.

Deep within his mind, a thick, blood-red nerve twitched, and Qin Ge's legs propelled him toward Chu Xiong with a speed he couldn't control himself.

What identity as an ancient sect disciple, what supreme fortuitous encounter, or how powerful or weak one's master was—none of these held the slightest attraction for me.

Because Bai Zhenyu had snatched a Nine-Turn Returning Soul Pill from Shen Yu, not only did his internal injuries completely heal, but his realm was also elevated to the late Nascent Soul stage. The long-extinguished thought of breaking through boundaries and ascending flickered back to life in his heart.

"Now that I am in charge of Xinglin, how can I allow the reputation of Xinglin to wane? Third Brother Wu, I will go with you." Xiong Yuxian flicked the nine-flower silver needles on her wrist. As the contemporary master needle-bearer of Xinglin, she resolved to join.

She was far more concerned about Li Ruhai, worrying that if he continued to develop this way, he would sooner or later stir up a catastrophic disaster—though her worry came too late, as she did not yet know that Li Ruhai had already committed every disaster possible.

The moment it entered the body, it wreaked absolute havoc on the meridians. Had Shen Yu not prepared an abundant supply of celestial spring spiritual liquid for Yumeng beforehand, she would never have been able to endure it.

Hua Jiu lowered his wide sleeves to cover his lips, almond-shaped eyes shimmering with the faint, chilling light of a scheme successfully carried out.

Shao Hong tugged at Qin Ge's sleeve and gave him a meaningful look. Qin Ge understood, and the two walked into the tent.

Su Xuan now felt that some of these second-generation rich heirs were simply too childish, childish to the point of lacking brains and acting utterly lawless.

"A moment ago, wanting to annihilate him was merely a thought. Yet that thought was captured by him, turning him completely into a demon. This seems to be a decree of fate," Xiao Feixi thought to himself.

The huge Ice-Wind Castle stood tall in the very center of Ice-Wind City, overlooking the entire city as well as the coastal port along the entire coastline.

"No rush. I brought some equipment with me today. Let's have people carry the equipment down first." John waved his hand, gave a few instructions to the colleagues beside him, and shortly after, personnel from Kangrui Animal Hospital opened the doors of the delivery truck, preparing to unload everything together.