Volume 1, Chapter 35: Zhu Ting Meddles Again

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The soldier beside him took the new king’s exceptional bow and began shouting in unison. I had witnessed such a scene before during the grand assembly of the Sea God Tribe, and it remains vivid in my memory.
Tang Lichuan snapped back to reality. Perhaps the Phoenix Fairy Sect had sent someone searching for him, or perhaps Gao Guan was looking for him, but Zhu Zhu did not clarify, and Tang Lichuan did not press further. Instead, he asked whether the Flying Dragon Hall made its living by fishing.
Only by seeing their speed firsthand would you believe that such colossal creatures could run like lightning.
Seeing the middle-aged man run out, Zhao Tiezhu shook his head. He planned to explore other places. Since the space here was so vast, he decided to let the middle-aged man go down first to inventory the medicinal herbs. If they could not procure enough, they could simply reject the order. Zhao Tiezhu did not overthink it.
“Now neither of us owes the other anything.” I got up from the bed, smoothing out the wrinkles in my robe and patting off the dirt that clung to it.
The parasites living in Xu Meilin’s mind were not difficult for Zhang Yang to kill using the Mountain God’s divine power. A gentle shock of divine energy would be fatal to all parasites. But the real difficulty lay in extracting the parasites and their eggs, as leaving them in the mind posed a hidden danger—no one could guarantee what kinds of pathological changes might arise.
Those who knew Ye Chen all shared a strong, unanimous feeling: Ye Chen was about to undertake a world-shaking task.
Su Yucheng now pondered that if he had been a bit more resolute earlier, he might have already rescued Su Yuche.
“Xingchen, don’t react so strongly, okay?” Xiao Wei was startled by Lin Xingchen’s firm attitude.
“Yu Kexin, are you three years old? Is this a society that only cares about looks? Does being handsome get you free meals?” Ye Chenmeng scolded Yu Kexin, frustrated at her lack of understanding.
Yue Ming was growing drowsy listening. It wasn’t that he disrespected the old woman; rather, she was just making small talk. For a young man like Yue Ming who craved fresh excitement, this was hard to endure. More importantly, his mind was fixed on where Wei Renwu had gone and what he was doing.

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The newcomer’s ID was Ice Lion Ling, who had always used this ID and was the leader of the Lion City gang. He had once stolen my boss but was slain by me and had long harbored resentment. However, due to my strength in the Supreme God realm, which he could not match, there had been no major conflicts between us.
Suddenly, not far away, Xiang Fei emerged from the house, glanced this way, and then sat expressionlessly on a low wooden stump by the door. Despite the lively scene, he never looked over again.
The old emperor had no sense of caution. Fortunately, the crown prince was rather clever; otherwise, no one in this world could truly deal with the Yi Kingdom.
“You, a man with no wife, don’t spout nonsense here!” In response to Li Mu, a circle of middle fingers was raised in unison.
Since Song Tianming had delivered the four trains loaded with equipment and supplies to the front line, the volunteer army’s frontline troops, now replenished, began an orderly retreat. Meanwhile, three field corps recently transferred from the homeland, along with the rested East China Corps, had already been deployed.
While Captain Elbred led the 456 attack squadron patrolling the southern airspace of Shali Courtyard, his headset suddenly received the impatient barking of “Hunter Dog.” Elbred frowned.
The celestial envoy’s clone cast a cold, fierce glance at the Five Elements Land, searched for traces of Fang Han’s whereabouts, then turned and flew away.
The NBA league was really no different from Wood District; no one cared about your emotions, nor whether your father had fallen in a pool of blood. All you could do was put on your hard shell and struggle to survive in that damn place.
Zhan Xiu, unconscious, felt his entire body burning hot, as if stripped naked and roasted over a fire. Every pore exuded heat. His throat felt as if he had just eaten a bowl of fiery chili powder—burning, painful, and scorching. His tongue was numb and devoid of sensation. He swallowed saliva with difficulty out of instinct.
Long Quan finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to find the coachman had already fled, terrified and not knowing where to drive the carriage.
“Long Quan, do you think surrounding us like this will kill us? Your formation is outdated.” Galo shouted hoarsely, gesturing with both hands. All the flying demons gathered around him.

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Li Qianchou, who had activated scanning, accelerated directly along the river channel. Although he was already spotted by the UF team’s vision, he did not stop. Meanwhile, a fight had broken out in the lower lane, but it was not the QAQ team taking the initiative; it was the prince, Xu Yanan, who had deliberately ambushed in the lower lane.
Could it be that Jin Guizhi’s earlier words were just to scare her—empty threats? The real intention was to abandon her here in this desolate, forsaken place to await death.
On the other hand, OB team chose Zhao Xin and the Wanderer Mage on the first and second floors respectively—a completely different mid-jungle combo from the previous match. This time, OB team clearly made significant changes in their hero picks to counter Xu Yanan’s Syndra in the mid.
“Hmph! Are you scared of their Sky Warriors? Let me tell you something: I have now broken through the Sky Warrior bottleneck and become the ultimate warrior! Their pathetic formation is a joke. Gather your troops and set off immediately!” Xin Ba shouted upon hearing this.
Mo Qin’s eyes widened as he read the words on the paper, then glanced sideways at the Yaksha King, who gave a sly smile.
The internet café owner suddenly realized this and looked at Shang Moze as if seeing a savior.
After Zi Qi finished asking, Ao suddenly paused. He only understood theoretical talk; as for concrete measures, he had never really thought about them.
“Young Master Yun.” Upon seeing Yun Yao, Furong bowed respectfully, her tone humble and slightly trembling, seemingly afraid of Yun Yao.