Chapter 23

Li Jing shot a glare at him, his gaze fixed directly on Li Congjia. It was the true majesty of an emperor—a penetrative power that seemed to pierce straight into the soul, causing Li Congjia’s heart to skip a beat.

He remembered the shameful events of the day before yesterday, when they had been so caught up in the heat of the moment that they had dared to engage in the trendy act of having sex in a car.

"Huo Lianjie, the son of Huo Yuanzhi, has most likely already been killed by them," Lu Sen said, his dark pupils flickering. To be stared at by such eyes was enough to send a chill down one's spine.

Qin Mobao noticed his sullen mood and scratched him gently to show that her hand was truly uninjured.

He strode over to the bed with his long legs, his movements suddenly softening as he bent down to lay her onto the plush mattress.

About a hundred meters from the foot of Eagle Mountain, hidden bunkers had been constructed, and some White Flag Army soldiers were concealed within. Had anyone attempted to climb up, they would have been easily discovered. The only reason they had ascended so easily earlier was because they had blended into the ranks of the defeated White Flag Army.

"You know you're illiterate, yet you're still here making a fool of yourself!" Sun Yang mocked, clutching his aching face.

Be that as it may, if this act of prayer could truly ease his wife’s inner turmoil, then why not allow it?

More importantly, Peter Qin was already an adult and carried himself with far more reliability than Luli. Being a true Hongkonger, he was far more effective in certain situations and occasions than Luli could ever be.

Su Qin’s plan was to let this fake Della go. By doing so, the real Della would not grow suspicious of the intelligence network in the Xia Kingdom again. Even if they failed to snipe Della at the Aaron tribe, they would find another opportunity later; as long as the intelligence network remained intact, they had a chance.

In his heart, although Qin Muyang had defeated him in the trials at the Empty Palace, he believed the gap between the Human Soul Realm and the Heaven Soul Realm was not something Qin Muyang’s combat strength could bridge.

Jiang Ya was fine; after all, for so many years, he had been viewed by the elders of the Beiyang Continent as the heaven-sent prodigy against whom all others were measured. Thus, no matter how much preferential treatment he received, no one dared to complain.

But how could Qin Muyang easily let go of such an opportunity to win the match in one fell swoop?

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Pan Bao did not want to be delayed by Han Linzhi, nor did he wish to engage in another match with Yang Xun. With a final glare at Han Linzhi, he took Stone and left the Yicui Pavilion.

The Sorting Hat ultimately said nothing. With no other choice, he had to continue according to his original plan and head to the next relic to gather clues.

"Bao'er, I'll remember that," Mo Chen said. Human hearts are treacherous; a moment of carelessness could cost one their life, and the most terrifying prospect was being slaughtered like livestock.

By the time Liu Dageng and his men arrived, the potatoes Li You had been sprouting were all ready. Li You immediately instructed them to take the hundred kilograms of potatoes back for planting.

"I gave up my research two hundred years ago," the fat monk said with a hint of nostalgia, though he did not specify why. "As for results, of course there were some. While I was still alive, my ghost friends and I discovered a piece of evil black magic."

In front of everyone, she pricked her finger and let her blood drip onto the artifact used for bloodline verification.

The old man’s calm words broke the deadlock, and he stepped into the arena, patting Yu Guihan on the shoulder.

"But you must remember, never tell her what your mother said. If she asks about your mother’s whereabouts, just say that your mother and father are still in the Outer Realms, understand?" Sylvanas cautioned once more.

Although this dish used common ingredients, the preparation was complex and the process tedious; few chefs in recent years knew how to cook it, and it was on the verge of being lost.

"I suggest the central government quickly mobilize elite forces to enter Georgia to quell the crisis there and purge the traitors!" Seryozha said firmly.

After dinner, the group began to install the delayed equipment. With hurricane lamps and torches illuminating the entire construction site, the pipes were connected section by section. Finally, as the sky darkened, the entire steam engine facility was essentially complete.

The Divine Soul is the source of life for every Light Soul, just as the soul is vital to living beings. Having lost his Divine Soul, Hayden also lost his right to exist in Rielriman. His fragmented soul drifted toward the north, as if something there were pulling him.

Liu Mang’s fried rice contained no seasonings or side dishes other than salt and a touch of pepper; it relied entirely on the natural sweetness of the rice and the savoriness of the pigeon broth to delight the palate.

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People high in the sky also noticed, and were all filled with shock. Could it be that the middle section of Devouring Stone Mountain had been pierced through by the master of the castle?

"So, you are very much looking forward to this series?" Yu Jia knew Yao Ming was excited and speaking somewhat incoherently, so he had to guide him to say something more concrete.

Zhang Liang couldn't help but let out a long whistle, finally experiencing the scene of nomads galloping across the vast grasslands.

"Ye Chen! I’ll apologize to you, okay? I know I was wrong. I’ll never dare to trouble you again! If I ever dare to bother you again, you can just kill me!" Xue Zitao sobbed, snot and tears streaming down his face.

There were the works of Thales, Heraclitus, Parmenides, Democritus, Socrates, Plato, Aristotle, Thomas Aquinas, Descartes, Kant, Hegel, and Nietzsche.

"Liuyun, why are you here?" The Emperor was surprised, then grew furious, flicking his sleeves and sitting down in his chair.

Liang Yubo looked at the street outside. There weren't many patients at this hour, and even if business at this dilapidated clinic had improved slightly due to Zhou Yuzhu recently, it was still far from good.

Jin Yexuan knelt on one knee elegantly in front of the media, holding a ring out to her with a tender and resolute gaze.

Zhou Yuzhu glared at Liang Yubo. He was usually so good at bluffing people; why did he become so useless when she needed him most?

He did not know how much time had passed, but Tu Chen never felt the pain of death. Filled with confusion, he finally opened his eyes. The bloody scene he had imagined did not occur; instead, there was an eerie tranquility.

The basketball game ended, and the P.E. teacher announced that Class 5 of Grade 1 had won the championship again. Amidst the enthusiastic applause of his classmates, Li Zhenguo ran and jumped up to the rostrum to receive the award. He took the certificate and bowed slightly to the principal.