Chapter 64

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Dense figures emerged from the dark night, each seemingly holding something in their hands.
Suddenly, more chunks of meat appeared in her bowl. Raising her head, she saw Rayleigh carefully transferring all the meat from his own bowl into hers.
If the Sky Wind Grass was caught by the gale and one did not let go in time, they would be swept away along with it for miles and plunge into the mountain abyss.
Since they were all electric trams, one basically just needed to know how to steer, press the accelerator, and apply the brakes.
While waiting for customers to enter the store and make purchases, he sat in the supermarket, chatting with others online on his phone.
The old man smiled warmly, handed Jiang Yue a bowl of porridge and four or five pieces of cured meat, and then dumped the rest of the cured meat into Xiaotian's feeding bowl.
Seeing the encircling forces growing ever larger and realizing that escape was ultimately hopeless, Domon suddenly bowed toward the sky, let out a mighty shout, "Ahura!", leaped up from his horse, and charged frantically toward Gaorenben.
Gu Han reacted instantly and looked down at the ground. The flames on that talisman had long since vanished; compared to its complete state, it lacked only about a tenth, and it was now densely covered in intricate spells.
Every time Hal coaxed the female cub to sleep after her midnight feeding, he could not resist sneaking over to steal a couple of bites.
Chijingzi's faction never imagined that the Red Hydrangea would be so formidable. With merely a brief exchange, it defeated the Three Xiao Goddesses, leaving one fleeing and two injured. The renowned and powerful Nine-Curve Yellow River Array, lacking someone to anchor its core, lost all its efficacy, and the six hundred valiant men fled in all directions, causing the formation to collapse of its own accord.
Such were the rules of the grand tournament: the champion had no time to rest. Whenever someone issued a challenge, one either had to accept it or concede defeat—there was no third choice.
"If I ever catch you pulling a stunt like this again, Water Brother will be your fate. Don't think I won't recognize you after you leave; I've already memorized your license plate number." Ling Yu was not joking in the slightest; as long as he had the license plate, there was no escaping him.
After finishing dinner with Yan Xi, the phone in Ling Yu's pocket rang—it was a call from Ye Ruxue.
Thinking of this, Wei Chen was already drenched in cold sweat. Wei Kai's scheme was a desperate, back-to-the-wall gamble of a dead end, and the chances of success could only be described as abysmal.
After all, eating was inherently one of life's greatest pleasures. Of course, that was assuming the food was actually delicious.
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The middle-aged swordsman said coldly. With a ringing *clang*, the long sword at his waist sprang from its scabbard. The formidable sword-dao realm, laden with terrifying killing intent, made countless people involuntarily tremble.
As Lu Qiqi's cultivation realm climbed, she would increasingly lose her sanity during breakthroughs, eventually becoming unable to control herself.
"Dad, if we don't spill the whereabouts of Tian Ermiao, we really are going to die," Zhang Yujing said with a knitted brow.
Yan Xi did not speak. She turned her head away, her eyes brimming with tears that she stubbornly forced back, refusing to let them fall.
The secret technique was called Blood Burning. When executed at full force, it could boost a practitioner's cultivation realm by two tiers, lasting for only two minutes. If one failed to defeat the enemy or escape within those two minutes, death was the only outcome! This secret technique also carried side effects that would damage a practitioner's foundations.
By the same logic, Shangjing was the territory of the Baili clan of the Northern Su imperial family. With the Northern Su emperor deliberately turning a blind eye, the crown prince would receive news of any developments at the very first moment.
"This is a world of immortal cultivation, and it originates from the same power system as the cultivation techniques the two of you practice," Yao Ling said.
Qiao Xi's Daji subconsciously cast her second skill, only to suddenly realize halfway through the animation that Han Xin's ultimate provided crowd-control immunity, rendering stun useless against him.
Jian Ju snapped out of her trance and laughed along with Cheng Yao. She truly admired Cheng Yao's open-mindedness and lack of pretense; her fondness and appreciation were genuine, and her previous praises had not been baseless.
After all, when the crown prince was enraged, even his biological father, the reigning Emperor of Guyue, pleading on one's behalf would be utterly useless.
"They can say whatever they want; we're just hitching a ride anyway. We'll go our separate ways once we reach the Qilian Mountains." Leng Yuehuang naturally heard it, but she couldn't be bothered to care. These people bore her no ill will, so she simply let it go in one ear and out the other.
She still required considerable effort to win her heart, and now was hardly the time to confess. He could only seize whatever free time he had during this period to spend more time with her and let her grow accustomed to his presence; otherwise, come next year, even seeing her would become a difficult task.
Chen Feng nearly rushed out upon seeing him grab Xinyue's shoulders, but he was held back by Jin Tang, who gave him a look that clearly meant, "Let's observe a little longer."
Young Master Ruan and his younger brother were originally orphans, but because of their striking good looks, they caught the eye of a pig demon. In truth, they had not even entered the city yet.
Actually, when Qiao Xi heard Coach Jamie announce that Agui would be starting and serving as the team's shot-caller, her heart experienced no dramatic fluctuations; instead, she felt a sense of finality, as though the dust had finally settled.
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At this thought, Yi Zhixing shook his head and drained the tea in his cup with helpless resignation. Even though it was merely tea, Yi Zhixing drank it as though he were intoxicated. The boundless sorrow and desolation were magnified now that Arulote had attained happiness, leaving him as the sole wanderer lingering in the same spot, utterly devoid of warmth.
In roughly a dozen seconds, it shattered with a resounding crash. This was not to say the city's defenses were weak, but rather that the trio's strength was growing by leaps and bounds, advancing by thousand-mile strides! Against this defense, which was not of the highest tier, they still dealt devastating damage.
Feng Huange felt a guilty conscience, her body stiffening rigidly as her heart leapt almost into her throat. Could it be that he had discovered she was the one who had harmed the Empress Dowager?
The two men clearly paid no mind to him, a martial artist who had dismantled his cultivation. Moreover, they were confident that they, too, would eventually become martial artists—and formidable ones at that.
When she woke up, Zhi Linming's handsome face was right before her eyes. Lan Yangyang smiled softly, gently tapping his nose. His nose was prominent, and his skin was smooth.
"That's right, where is that man named Ke Lin? How should I go about finding him?" Wei He suddenly snapped back to his senses.
*Clang!* Liu Yuan stepped back two steps and drove his blade straight into the ground right in front of Leng Yiyuan.
One had to admit that Zhilan had no desire whatsoever to part ways with the man beside her. This month and more had long since made her dependent on and inexplicably attached to Sui Jing. Only those who had tasted the bitterness of flight could truly appreciate the preciousness of genuine affection, especially since Zhilan now understood that her feelings for Sui Jing far transcended mere friendship.
However, as the saying goes, prolonged defense inevitably leads to a breach; without a game-changing factor injected into the mix, the final outcome remained truly unpredictable.
With a single step, his voice fading into the ethereal distance, the entire phantom vanished without a trace, leaving behind only those final words.
"Mainly because this bow is powerful, and the arrows are good—they're armor-piercing arrows, which is why it killed it instantly. It works out well, too; this tiger is nice and plump, and its pelt will make a fine set of winter clothes once we take it back," Zhu Ming said.
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