Release Date Confirmed for June 1st

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Around the E'jia survey site, a few scattered hidden guards were posted. This was where the value of the male members truly showed; apart from the Hall Master's disciples, the other girls were essentially just serving themselves up on a platter.

"I think it's quite nice... except it's a bit too high! If the floor level were lower, your parents would be able to live very comfortably!" Xia Bingxin was still relatively satisfied, yet she remained somewhat worried about whether Lin Jie's elderly parents could adapt to living at such a great height.

Although we didn't need to breathe while inside that earthen well, staying in there for a long time inevitably caused our bodies to absorb certain odors. Therefore, after taking a proper breath, an unspeakable stench of corpses still lingered.

The Divine Guard Corps had soared to become the current exemplary model of serving the people in Youyun. As for the reason? Mountains of shiny silver dollars were scattered about; even the smallest gesture would at least make some noise.

Of course, we could not rule out the suspicions regarding the other young men listed just moments ago.

"Sister Meng, on the local official website of Sichuan, someone is mysteriously building momentum for Ximen, saying a lot of good things about him," the assistant reported, looking somewhat bewildered.

The mere thought of that object's unique efficacy filled me with high spirits and ambition. But now, alas, the item was no longer in my hands—what use was it to feel elated?

In order to deliver the message, the man had hurried back to the eerie house, but the heavy blizzard had completely exhausted his physical strength. Just as he reached the living room door, he collapsed onto the floor, his tall frame gradually warming up thanks to the indoor heat.

Having walked nearly ten kilometers through the snow to return home, even with the physical enhancements he gained after becoming a Spirit Master, Ximen Jing found it a bit too much to bear. Therefore, he took a hot shower, circulated his spiritual energy a few times to nourish his six senses and meridians, and then lay down to sleep.

You can run from the first day of the month, but you can't hide from the fifteenth. Ximen Jing glanced at Qin Yun'er, and with a helpless sigh, he had no choice but to open the door and step outside.

Expanding his domain to shroud the entire encampment, he saw the members of the Raging Waves in secluded meditation. Noticing a few unfamiliar faces among them apart from Mufeng, he felt a slight trace of surprise, then swayed with leisurely steps toward Mufeng's location.

Chu Yue frowned slightly; tracking people down was indeed his most detested task. He turned around to retrace his steps, only to bump into Long Live China. As it turned out, the latter had been tailing Chu Yue ever since a moment ago.

It is said that a total of three thousand such incense burners were crafted. Aside from a small portion distributed to imperial relatives, favored ministers of prominent achievement, and some large, heavily-frequented temples, the rest were kept for private use and placed throughout the imperial palace.

Yet, looking at other planets, they were still at least three to six months away from the space age. This would cause Blue Star to completely surpass all other new spheres, resulting in the players within Blue Star becoming overly powerful.

After dealing with the injuries inflicted by Yang, he left the place and braved the worsening weather to wait by the coffee shop for Juzhi's arrival.

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Wu Sangui and Ma Ke each led a thousand cavalry in the rear to hold the line, making them the most relaxed of all. Riding side by side, they chatted and laughed from time to time. Just as Lu Daqi had guessed, Chang Yu had indeed given them such secret instructions beforehand: assist the army and supervise the campaign; if victorious, press forward; if retreating, cover the rear.

As the iron gate opened, Wang Lang stepped in first, while the remaining few exchanged glances and, after a brief moment of hesitation, followed him inside.

Yet by the very next day, Zhuang Sisi had already grown accustomed to it. Sometimes, even right in front of Situ Yaru and the others, she would stealthily reach out and gently stroke Chu Haoran's body, leaving him hanging in agonizing suspense these past two days and nearly pushing Zhuang Sisi down on multiple occasions.

"Deputy Abyss Master? Heh, the Dark Abyss shall perish because of you!" King Ji walked up to the high altitude, standing level with the Deputy Abyss Master, and chuckled lightly.

The Elemental Principality was mainly populated by various elves, humans, and different magical-oriented professions.

This was also the first time in many days that the two of them were able to sit together at a dining table in this courtyard.

However, Zhao Ruoshuang was somewhat different from other young girls. Perhaps due to her natural disposition, she felt she still possessed a good deal of pride in this regard. If Jing Ling had no one he fancied, she would simply follow Mo Zhifei's advice and shamelessly pursue him.

Three months of hellish training at Forward Entertainment—what would someone look like when they came out? Would they even be able to come out? Would they be broken in the process?

"According to the company's contract, she should have reported this to the company." Lee Soo-man's expression still betrayed nothing.

Yet, she would get tired too. Constantly, endlessly coaxing someone who never argued with you and never gave you any feedback—anyone would grow weary of that.

There was nowhere to hide in the secret room; they had no choice but to face the utterly ruthless murderer, and the three of them began to sink into deep despair.

Several nearby stall owners noticed Duan Yi's sign and gathered around to discuss it, among whom was last year's winner, Wang Qi.

It turned out that this Huang Dexing had coveted the imperial folding fan in old man Xue's possession, and thus devised such a scheme to seize it by trickery and force.

Strangely enough, when Nuoya drew lots for the very first time, she shook the cylinder three times in a row only to draw a blank slip. Yet this time, with merely a casual toss, the bamboo cylinder tilted sideways, and out slipped a sleek, glossy bamboo slip.

"You ask it, but it's hardly going to answer you." William Wang wore an expression of utter disdain while carrying a bag of dog food into the walk-in closet.

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A fatal metal bullet pierced directly through his skull, blowing his brains out as fresh blood splattered in all directions.

I glanced inside and didn't see the tour guide, but to keep up appearances and complete the act, I claimed we were just going out for a stroll—I had heard there were several quite famous scenic spots nearby, and we should go take a look at what made them so renowned.

Before Wang Le could speak, after the middle-aged man stepped aside, Qin Lan had already slowly walked in, wearing a poised smile and gazing indifferently at Wang Le.

Lin Yang could tell that the two of them were reasoning with each other now; this fight was no longer going to happen, so they were busy arguing over who was right and who was wrong.

Pressing my hand against my heart, I drew breath in ragged gasps, yet the pain persisted, leaving me all but unable to breathe.

Because the Space Gate was not merely a grand event for the United States alone, but for all intelligent life forms across the entire planet. Whoever dared to commit sabotage would become the common enemy of all mankind.

As for someone like Lin Yang, whom no one held any expectations for, even if he advanced, everyone would simply dismiss it as sheer blind luck.

Chu Jianchen looked speechlessly at Yasaki, who had been reduced to ashes by Mikoto's single strike, and remarked with considerable regret.

Having already held a slight prejudice against Lin Feng, seeing him shifting restlessly in his chair now only made Yunyue even more displeased. She had been looking for a chance to put Lin Feng in his place anyway, and this presented a marvelous opportunity.

Jiang Ziya said: If you two want to flirt and bicker, go back to your room and take your time; the rest of us are trying to discuss business here, alright?

Night Princess had spent these past few days repeatedly pondering Mao Ying's words: How could one induce a morphological transformation?

It did not matter, however. As long as more beast souls were fed into this ghostly dao artifact in the future, its power would naturally and progressively increase.

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