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I shuddered violently once again. Forcing myself to retell the events of that day felt like reliving a terrifying nightmare.

The major capital cities and guild territories would also be closed, which meant the supply of medicines would be completely cut off.

Looking at the red dots that practically covered the entire combat data screen, Chen Feng knew he had lost again, only this time he did not even know how he had lost.

If his prediction was correct, the next second his Grand Elder would appear before him, putting on a pitiful display to beg for funds.

A short, snow-white skirt was pulled on, paired with a pair of pure white lace stockings that stretched up just below the roots of my thighs, accentuating the slender and well-toned shape of my legs.

"Something the matter?" Seeing Xia Jia, Liu Feng felt a tingling sensation across his scalp, and his mouth twitched stiffly as he spoke.

"She is my friend—I'm not saying she isn't. But I still dislike you interacting with her. Listen to me, you are only allowed to be alone with me, Shen Linfeng!" Shen Linfeng patted my head, leaving some of his words unspoken.

Seeing characters like these, a cold smirk curled the corners of Luo Hao's lips. It seemed the shadowy mastermind lurking in the dark was finally losing their patience.

I roughly understood the situation in my heart, and I believed Old Man Sao understood it as well. The Yin-Yang master who was a friend of the Zhao family's ancestors had used a blood-line array to counteract that Yin-Yang master's pine grove formation. If the sealing cauldron were lost, this blood-line array would lose its effect, and the Zhao family's ancestral grave would absorb a massive amount of Yin energy, thereby giving birth to malicious ghosts.

She should have understood that this was a turbulent and precarious time. Returning to their respective estates early was the most sensible course of action; why would she do something like this in broad daylight, right under everyone's noses?

When the grand hall fell into a profound silence once again, everyone's hearts involuntarily leaped into their throats, especially the imperial clan princes who had returned to the capital to celebrate the New Year—they were particularly nervous.

Presumably, Yingtong should have pretended to accept Xuri's proposal according to her plan, but how was Yingtong to be rescued now?

As he said this, I was met with a heavy glare from Li Tan. This glare actually jogged my memory somewhat; it seemed I really had dreamt a dream, and upon reflection, it could even be considered a sweet one.

Since she had already been angered to such an extent, couldn't he rein it in just a little? Why did he have to chase her away?

Reaching out, he moved these three "obsidian" stones—which were still radiating a wave of scorching heat—arranging them into a triangular shape. Then, he picked up a white candle prepared nearby, lit it with a flint, observed the flickering orange-yellow flame, and finally placed the entire candle right in the center of the triangle.

Outside, the night grew increasingly deep. Gradually, Han Jinyu began to feel a sense of distress, her brow furrowing from time to time.

Not far away, a handsome man sitting inside a black Western-style carriage waiting in line to enter the city happened to catch sight of the preceding scene through the car window, unable to keep the corners of his lips from curving into a soft, amused smile.

Liu Feng felt that something was a bit off with himself, because he realized he seemed to constantly find himself thinking of Gu Qingcheng.

However, seeing that her master had finally removed her heavy armor, she couldn't help but feel genuinely happy for him, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

Ensuring that not a shred of danger remained for a moment, Xu Chengwei slowly crept outward, hiding himself away in a shadowy alcove while mentally backtracking to the direction from which the enemy's final volley of bullets had originated.

Even so, Yun Fan knew that anyone who possessed the rudiments of a "Dao Heart" would walk a much broader path in their pursuit of cultivation, and their future achievements would surely surpass those of others.

These glass jars were entirely independent of one another, yet they were linked together by a web of black metal traversing the infinite space, presenting a spectacle that was both magnificent and breathtaking.

Jiang Xuan's father used an entrenching tool as a weapon, brandishing it with formidable momentum as he slashed toward Sun Yang.

Here, everything was a uniform expanse of colorful, turbulent currents, interspersed with all sorts of treasures. These treasures might well have drifted in from other dimensions.

Secondly, since it was rare for the old man to finally have someone he could pour his heart out to, it was better to let him properly sort through those unforgettable days—serving, in a way, as a form of emotional release.

However, Chen Feng had far too many matters to deal with. Before the supplies could even reach him, he ran into all sorts of unimaginable trials and tribulations.

Oh my goodness, there's even more excitement coming up. I couldn't even believe my own eyes when she said that you always last way too short a time, and she just can't take it.

This was the exact reason for his peculiar expression, because every single attack method employed by this half-cyborg seemed as though it could be effortlessly neutralized by him.

Right before their eyes, one after another, they closed in on Lu Yun, the massive axes and broadswords in their hands about to come crashing down upon him.

The Nine-Horned Astral Nebula Deer gleamed with dazzling starlight, roaming freely amidst the celestial ocean of the cosmos, continuously absorbing the primal energy of the stars. The divine light radiating from its body grew increasingly brilliant and dazzling, while its majestic presence became terrifying enough to make an entire sea of stars tremble in awe.

Most noteworthy of all was the fine wine known as "A Hundred Flavors of Heavenly Fragrance." Brewed from a hundred different varieties of fruits and medicinal herbs, and aged for over a millennium hidden away inside glaciers, active volcanoes, beneath desert sands, and deep within vast grasslands, it was smooth and refreshing on the palate yet simultaneously fiery and bitter—much like experiencing all the myriad vicissitudes of human life—leaving everyone who tasted it full of praise.

"...Indeed." Xiao Yan nodded, somewhat bewildered as to why the other party had suddenly inquired about his age.

The three of them were extremely vigilant, shrouded from head to toe in black cloaks, wearing masks on their faces, and with even their eyes veiled by gauze. Although these garments appeared ordinary in material, they possessed the special property of isolating vital energy and soul consciousness, perfectly interfering with perception and making it impossible to discern their true aura or appearance.

Furthermore, they discovered a top-grade heavenly-tier mineral vein deep within the trench. What amazed him even more was that this heavenly crystal vein actually bore traces of having been mined. Following the tunnels, they traveled for five full days before reaching the dead end, where they were blocked by a barrier of five-colored light.

Knowing that he no longer needed to concern himself with the flaws of the Soul-Swallowing Demonic Art, Chen Chen naturally cast all other worries aside. Hunting demonic beasts, devouring their power, and strengthening himself—this was Chen Chen's utmost priority.

Yet, that Crimson Prison Black Snake was craftily agile. Seeing the sword arrive, it slithered up to the ceiling beam to dodge it. Coiling itself around the wooden pillar, it darted out its long, forked tongue, its pair of icy, fiercely glaring eyes fixed upon Xie Gongbao, looking somewhat intimidated.

This discovery filled him with ecstatic joy. With the Void Flying Carpet, he could completely shake off the old Daoist priest who had been tailing him and go about searching for the items he needed with absolute peace of mind.

Kise hesitated for a moment. Then, he peeled off his jacket, exposing a portion of his right arm. A massive chunk of flesh had been bitten away from it, and bloody bubbles periodically welled up from the raw wound. It was utterly ghastly to behold.