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“Zheng Yanzhong, the contract has been signed just like that. I thought Boss Chen was not in his right mind, but are you out of your mind too? How could you agree to it? Since we can still change our minds, why not withdraw the contract and discuss it again tomorrow?” Su Ruoyao asked anxiously.

If the Imperial Preceptor won, that would be fine. But if he lost and something went wrong, Empress Dowager Xuan’s strength would be greatly diminished.

“Haha, what I hate most is being threatened by others.” Lin Muyu suddenly laughed twice.

Bao Zheng and Kou Zhun were the political and legal talents in Li Fei’s eyes. Bao Zheng was responsible for judicial proceedings and presided over the Ministry of Justice, while Kou Zhun was responsible for supervision.

Cheng Yanzhong said nothing. He merely nodded, feeling that he had misunderstood Su Ruoyao, and indicated his apology.

“So what should we do now? Go home?” Ye Ge asked cheerfully. He felt that the matter ought to be coming to an end.

“Here.” Bai Lan obediently handed Bai Chun a summer workbook titled Biology and Geography.

Some of the shrimp soldiers and crab generals along both sides had also been reconstructed. It seemed that they too had been destroyed during the pirate invasion that day.

At the time, he had refused to believe it. But, taking a step back, if those occasional white things at the beginning had merely been clouds and mist in the sky, then looking down, that really had unmistakably been a stretch of rooftops! What was more, it was only after entering the Snow Ape Cave for the second time that he realized those white things were part of a formation.

The First Madam was listlessly reclining on a couch. When she saw Jin Niang and the others enter together, she forced herself to sit upright, putting on an air of dignity and solemnity. She had probably heard the conversation between Yun Niang and her sisters outside the door, and was in a poor mood.

Even Blood Eye, a Nascent Soul cultivator, could discover this strange phenomenon, let alone Devil King Juetian, the supreme ruler of the Heavenly Fiend Sect. By now, Juetian must surely have learned the secret that Lin Yu came from the Profound Heaven Sect. Yet, seeing that Juetian had shown no reaction whatsoever for so long, it was impossible to know what he was thinking.

“Liang Duo, you really have news of him?” Upon hearing the Ice Emperor’s words, Huo Ling’s voice immediately rose.

A wave of sorrow surged through Leng Huaxuan’s heart. He stood there blankly, utterly stunned, and even forgot what he had intended to do.

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Since the main force of the Chinese army had suffered a devastating defeat in the great battle at Songhu, how much fighting power could they possibly retain after reorganizing their so-called remnants? Perhaps the Chinese defense of Nanjing was merely a desperate attempt to put on a show. Before the tanks of the Imperial army, the Chinese had no choice but to be crushed.

In an instant, within the formation of nine thousand demon cultivators that blotted out the sky and covered the earth, the dazzling radiance of countless spells shone even more brilliantly than the phenomena of the Great Heavenly Cycle Primordial Slaughter Realm.

Gu Lan stared at Tang Fei in confusion. The uncut jade that had been in his hand had already been put away by Tang Fei. With so many eyes watching them, Tang Fei understood perfectly well that one should never flaunt one’s wealth.

With his vision, which had already surpassed the limits of humanity, Lin Yu could indeed see the densely packed figures upon the rope leading to the Celestial Immortal Platform. He could also vaguely make out the swaying masses of people atop the platform itself.

The entire plain now belonged to Holy War. Since the territory was so vast that it could accommodate virtually every player who came here to level up, the guild members’ morale was extremely high.

“I understand. I’m not afraid of the strong. Now that I have a goal, I’ll make myself even more impassioned.” Chen Qiang smiled.

Yu Ting had been living with Zhao Qi recently. She was deeply sorrowful every day. Although she had given birth to her son, looking at the child always reminded her of Han Lie. Han Lie had promised to return alive, but now… Because of this, she was consumed by grief every day.

“Commander, this is bad! Zhao An has taken his troops to Han Lie’s base. It looks as though they are about to clash…” a soldier told Commander Mao.

From the moment she moved into the western courtyard of Willow Garden, Nangong Li began a nightmare-like life. Although she had already experienced several new beginnings, this starry sky truly seemed to have been possessed by a demon, relentlessly tempering her.

“Flap, rustle, flap, rustle.” The two straw mats tucked beneath his arms brushed against the branches and leaves of the entire low forest, producing a series of dazzling, joyous bursts of sound.

“It’s only one object. I’ll bring it back for you to look at and then return it. What danger could there be?” Sun Wukong said, turning around before vanishing at once.

“Please, speak freely.” Jing Heng’s voice was as cool as water at night. His eyes gazed dazedly at the person on the couch.

Mu Ying had served in the Imperial Guards for many years. He was meticulous, honest, mature, and highly skilled in martial arts, earning considerable praise.

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“It’s all right, isn’t it? I’m here to take part in this program, after all.” Bo Jin did not think much of it and said so.

Bo Jin began studying the character. Since she had decided to see things through to the end, she was determined to give the audience the most complete Peach Demon possible—the most authentic Peach Demon.

After a long time had passed, and after Han Bai had spent a long time at school, the school informed the students that anyone who wished to enlist could do so, and that the school would preserve their student status throughout their military service. Once they returned, they could continue their studies as before.

“Nothing. Then I’ll trouble you, Miss Tang Ming. If you see Wu Chi, tell him that I’m looking for him.” Wenren Qianjue did not press the matter.

Although he had not been openly demoted, it was practically the same as a demotion. After all, Jiang Meng’s position as Vice Minister of Personnel had been secured through the First Prince’s tireless efforts.

His deep-black eyes were cold and dark as secluded pools, his nose high and straight, his pale-pink, thin lips pressed tightly into a single line.

Fang Zhilan’s face turned deathly pale in an instant. Zhuo Xiangyu’s words had indeed exposed the truth she had always refused to believe deep in her heart.

“Huh? How did his strength improve so much in such a short time?” Just as Chen Tian was wondering about it, Zi Wu, standing nearby, expressed his own confusion.

When the Empress Dowager heard singing outside as well, the cheerful, lively, bustling atmosphere filled her with delight, and joy appeared at the corners of her eyes.

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