43 Filming Set

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Ao Cui had already learned this from Hundun, so all the beast demons had been diligently training during this period, yet the first to succeed was still Lu Xuan.

“Elder Jiang, I wish you blessings as vast as the Eastern Sea and longevity as enduring as the Southern Mountain.” Soon after, five or six middle-aged men emerged, bearing precious gifts.

In comparison, intimidation was not impossible. In his view, the Great Xia was powerless to resist; even with one Yuchi Yan, the situation was beyond saving.

“Tea set! It’s a tea set from the late Han Dynasty, excavated from Jingdezhen!” Yang Zhan’s eyes widened, fixated on the complete tea set on the stage, his eyes shimmering with golden light.

A figure of Zero’s caliber had suffered a loss at Xiang Yun’s hands; could she swallow this grievance? It was effortless for her to use the Shadow Organization’s resources to uncover Xiang Yun’s information, yet Xiang Yun knew almost nothing about this mysterious Zero, which would undoubtedly cause her great trouble in the future.

Wei Wuji was known for his strictness; any student who had spent a short time at the school held deep reverence for the old man. Most who shouted about dropping out at the scene were merely bluffing.

After Ling Tian finished speaking, he finally raised the Sword of Evolution in his right hand, while his left revealed a thirty-two-grade blazing red lotus.

With Brother Cang’s skills, it was difficult for ordinary people to get close, let alone harm him. Yet, Cang had disappeared for two days during the company’s most critical moment and returned wounded. For some unknown reason, this incident suddenly felt eerie to me.

Just as Tian Guoguo was about to say something, she felt her hand being pulled. She glanced at the person pulling her hand with a complex expression and then nodded.

Under Yu Liuming’s guidance, Shui Qingyuan and Shui Roubing slowly walked forward amidst the scorching gazes of the Nanning soldiers. At this moment, both carefully observed the Nanning soldiers beside them as they advanced.

“Flame war chariot, crush everything!” Long Xing shouted fiercely as the war chariot was engulfed in even more intense flames.

The same principle applied: no matter how noble the Kong family was, without their own armed forces, they had to bow to someone as unreasonable as Zhao Xian.

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It turned out that when she released the flower lantern just now, it had only risen halfway before being blown down by a sudden, unknown strong wind. She had come this time intending to reclaim and relaunch that flower lantern.

“Bang!” The sound of a table and chair breaking echoed as Ya Dong’s entire body slammed heavily onto a wooden table, shattering the seemingly sturdy wood instantly. Before Ya Dong could even cry out in pain on the ground, a shadow suddenly swept across, accompanied by a whooshing sound, delivering a lightning-fast kick to his chest.

It was a monocular telescope, capable of adjusting magnification from two to one hundred times with ultra-strong automatic light adjustment, equipped with functions to penetrate illusions—and naturally, it could see through spiritual energy to reveal what lay within.

Now, the ceremony had reached its final stage; the bargaining chips had been cast, and they awaited the demon’s response.

Pule County sat high and commanding, backed by the Southern Mountain and protected in front by the Huai River’s tributaries, making it a perilous stronghold. With ample supplies, it was nearly impregnable, one of the reasons the Long family had survived to this day.

After about half an incense stick’s time, Zhao Xian had fallen asleep. At this moment, Xiang Ying came out from the inner chamber. Seeing Zhao Xian sleeping on the soft couch, the queen sighed softly, retrieved a blanket from the cabinet, and gently covered him.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yue immediately stopped laughing and looked toward the source of the voice, seeing Ning Qing supporting Xu Zesheng to stand up from the ground.

“When I left Dhaka, it was already the second day after the Holy Light Empire ceased its attacks,” the knight replied.

Before the words fell, a white glow suddenly flickered above the mountaintop, like a flower blooming against the wind, waiting to be plucked by its seeker.

This explanation seemed feeble. In fact, the hierarchy in Huai West was clear, and Wu Shaoyang did not need to explain. But he always used Wu Shaocheng as a model, pursuing fairness and impartiality. This matter's handling clearly carried a strong venting undertone, so he had to find an excuse for his orders.

“I’m just a madman; I don’t know what I’m doing,” Hua Rong said as he was knocked to the ground, choosing to lie there without getting up.

Banana trees were truly tender. Li Jianrui first stabbed the paratrooper knife into the trunk, then used both hands to push the handle, cutting a half-circle into the trunk. With all his strength, he pushed, struck, and rammed, trying every means to topple the banana tree.

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With no other choice, Qing Mengyun had to take a step forward. At the very last moment, the Underworld King used his spiritual power to transmit the map to Qing Mengyun, entrusting it to her.

Today was the day Xian Ling would embark on her journey. Over the course of a week, the two had shared many things, and Xian Ling had come to understand many lessons unattainable within Feiyun Sect.

Indeed, the information overheard from Dong’er was true. On the fifth day, when Pei Lan had just arrived, the courtyard suddenly became lively—likely the moment when Yi Beichen’s procession set out.

“We cannot oppose the entire empire, for that would be to challenge the God of Light. Such an action is suicidal! We must exploit the internal conflicts within the temple to carve out a chance for ourselves,” Semaites, having pondered for a long time, began to speak passionately.

This limping emperor naturally should no longer ascend the high altar to display his pitiful state before the world.

Deng Yanru still wore white but had changed into a sundress and a sun hat, appearing both refined and elegant. Wei Xiaoxiao had switched to a pale yellow long dress, exuding playfulness and charm.

Crackling thunder and lightning, even through the screen, unsettled everyone deeply, filling their hearts with unease.

One must understand that Liang Yu had seized his fruits and taken his treasure seal, thus humiliating Ling Jiutian... An ordinary Yuan Master would never endure such disgrace. Yet, after his fury subsided, Ling Jiutian could still calm down. This temperament alone made Liang Yu exceedingly wary.