Chapter 32

With a sharp rebuke, she stared with wide eyes, her entire face contorting in an exaggerated, desperate stretch.

"You know full well that too much of a good thing is as bad as too little, yet the world is foolish; even when people know what is right, they still choose the wrong path," Li He said.

"Wuwu... wuwu..." Dao Yunruo struggled to say something, but his throat had been severed, and he could no longer speak.

Feeling Mu Bai's aura, Yi Nuo naturally recognized it as that of an eighth-tier Nirvana Stage expert. Before this, Mu Bai had only been at the sixth tier.

"It is of no consequence. I am very sorry about today's events, but we cannot control that fellow's temper. If you wish, you may stay here a little longer," Aunt Red said, shaking her head.

The Eldest Young Master’s palace was truly magnificent, surpassing even the beauty of the Jiangnan region. Inside, a waterfall cascaded into the Flying Cloud Lake, where the sky and water merged into one. The surface was as still as a mirror, reflecting the clouds drifting above.

Young Master Qing was utterly bewildered. What had come over the Young Master today? He had done nothing, yet he had been driven away. As a martial artist, how could he know that the moment Feiyan stepped onto the boat, the Young Master’s soul had been captured? He had clearly taken a fancy to her.

Consequently, the escort agency’s business was lukewarm, only occasionally taking on jobs that other agencies refused—either because the journey was arduous or the profits were meager.

"It’s just beginner’s luck, nothing to be happy about," Shannai’s voice rang out with a hint of mockery.

Suddenly, just as the sword energy descended, a figure appeared before it. Long Lan swung her broadsword, clashing with the energy and causing an instantaneous explosion in mid-air.

Forcing Anthony to make a choice while dribbling, Anthony found no good opportunity and passed the ball to Ibaka at the free-throw line.

Dunn reached out to steal the ball from Zhao Yong, thinking that an interior player’s dribbling fundamentals couldn't be that good.

After the battle ended, Wei Jiaxin painstakingly rummaged through various trash cans and found a few remnants of the Peach Blossom Sword.

The door to the west wing of the backyard burst open, and a sturdy boy of thirteen or fourteen emerged, fuming with rage.

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Besides, I am earning a dowry for my sister and finding a way out for the Lan family. Is it easy? They are so eager to target me; if I don't finish them off, I wouldn't even be able to look at myself in the mirror.

Reus only saw Hitz half-bent, arms raised but not fully extended, standing frozen on the goal line like someone surrendering.

This program was co-hosted by three major networks, and they were wealthy enough to rent out both buildings A and B of the Haolong Hotel.

However, facing the sudden appearance of the Golden Phoenix, Black Ghost remained deeply suspicious. To protect White Lotus, he had to be cautious, ever so cautious.

Lightning crackled, traveling along the blade directly into the mech, but this level of electricity had no effect on Yun Cang.

Although no one had sanctioned them before, now that Su Chen had arrived, he would absolutely not sit idly by and watch such things happen.

Later, the old man sent Ling Tian and Roger out of the cave. It was already dark outside, and only then did they realize they had spent an entire day in the old man's dwelling without noticing.

That soul-shaking, powerful pressure made the ill-intentioned sects shudder with fear. Instinctively, they shrank their necks and retreated behind the crowd, terrified that their guilty consciences would be exposed.

Li Dong’s expression was icy. Whenever he heard a cry, he fired a precise shot. With his superior perception, he never missed; one accurate shot was enough to kill, leaving no future trouble.

Now, Xiao Ye was ready to exact his revenge. If they had the guts to touch his family, they had to be prepared for retaliation at any moment.

Just as he prepared to attack again, a seductive blood-red arrow shot out from the blood cloud, rushing toward Xiao Ye with insane momentum.

"Of course, it’s just a high-level application of spiritual energy. Wrap your hands in it, and you can remove those 'fuses' from your gloves and attach them to your back and the nape of your neck."

"Heh... safe travels, I won't see you out." Master Cat meant it; he didn't move his backside from the chair by even an inch.

Zhou Chunyu flipped the electric tricycle upside down, tied a steel cable to the rear axle, and twisted the handle. The motor spun the axle, winding the cable around it—voila, it was a winch.

***

As he said this, the sound suddenly stopped. Then, the shovel clearly hit something hard. Wang Xu’s first reaction was that it was a bone, but when he saw what he had dug up, the flashlight he was holding in his mouth nearly fell out.

Right now, thousands of Manchu soldiers were charging toward the West Gate. The flintlock muskets were not modern machine guns; how could they withstand such a massive wave of charges?

Zohan didn't even have time to question the dazed Lewis; he barked a furious command at the delirious Jones.

The atmosphere turned heavy again. He had thought that by performing meritorious service, he would be able to enter and exit this Central Island freely, eventually getting a chance to seize the Heaven-Slaying Sword. Now, it seemed that was merely a wishful thought.

"Second brother, stop." He wore a plain jacket and had an unremarkable face, but he was the leader of the gang, whom everyone called Brother Xiao.

The third floor was the tournament area and spectator stands, complete with a high-end electronic gaming platform for trial play.

They hadn't gone far when Lei Chen felt Golden Hair biting his trouser leg. He looked down curiously and saw the dog’s ears twitching; it was watching its surroundings warily before suddenly breaking its leash and darting away.

Old Man Tang rarely offered such compliments. In the past, he would have just nodded with a smile, but this matter was too significant—so significant that it offered a glimpse of hope for a counter-offensive against the Japanese mainland. As the war deepened, American support for China was no longer kept under wraps.

The previous bombing raids had been utter failures. The fighter squadrons were fine, as they could run if they couldn't win, but the bombers were slow and heavy; without fighter escorts, they were merely sitting ducks.

Once the 100,000 threshold was crossed, the Flood Dragon’s strength would rival that of a Golden Core expert. With Da Hui and Da Bai only at the early stage of the Grandmaster level, it was like an egg striking a rock or a mantis trying to block a chariot.

Being ignored by a two-year-old toddler made the corners of Xuanyuan Yeyan’s mouth twitch violently.

Mo Linghuan’s pupils dilated. The words sounded so familiar, yet she couldn't remember where they came from.