Chapter 28: Heaven-Tier Card—Qu Yuan
Suddenly, Tiemuyun could no longer clearly see Long Kong’s movements. Looking down at his own palm, he realized that the effect of the Thunder Emperor had already worn off. Yet, at that moment, an intense pain suddenly gripped his abdomen. Staggering, Tiemuyun began to fall toward the ground.
A thick layer of killing intent spread around the sword’s blade. As Feng Yiming waved it, the killing intent instantly radiated outward, forming a huge circle that, in an instant, enveloped hundreds of demon warriors nearby.
Su Rui was definitely doing it on purpose. Zhong Lingyu knew she felt uneasy inside, but there was nothing he could do. After all, he was also invited; both were chefs, and chefs should not make things difficult for one another.
Zhao Baoshu and General Du both responded in unison. Zhao Baoshu turned around and ordered his camp to follow, charging ahead into the city. General Du commanded his subordinates to quickly reorganize and return to camp with orders. He then followed closely behind Zhao Baoshu, heading toward the third city.
“That guy said he liked you after just meeting you once?” Chu Feng furrowed his brows slightly and said.
She thought Chu Feng must be like that too; otherwise, judging from her understanding of him, he wouldn’t be someone driven by a spirit of chivalry or boundless saintly sentiment.
The voice of “Four” came through, faint and drifting, suggesting that Li Tianchou’s position was already far from the ventilation window.
In an instant, the blood-shadow above his head suddenly stretched out an arm. The arm swelled dramatically in the wind, instantly becoming like a giant python. A palm as large as a fan clawed at the empty air. Dark clouds gathered, sunlight dimmed, and a strong stench of blood filled the air as the towering palm descended upon Lan Ling.
Amid the vein stones, specks of colorful ore were scattered, mostly lead-gray minerals. Knocking off a few pieces, they felt heavy—each piece weighed about twice as much as an ordinary stone. Beside the vein stones was a quartz vein, about a span wide and three feet high.
Seeing the unnatural expression on Leng Qianqian’s face, Yang Xu pretended to be concerned and comforted her while pouring five cups of the opened Jian Nan Chun liquor from the table, then handed a full cup to Leng Qianqian.
Long Daoling saw no reason to intervene when they attacked; he also wanted to see just how powerful this ghost was. Then, the Water Ghost and Fire Ghost launched a barrage of flame and water attacks. The ghost looked very distressed but managed to dodge each attack.
She knew He Ziting’s heart was pricked at this moment, but helping her see the reality might not be a bad thing. Things in this world weren’t simply yours to own just because you wished so.
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Brother Hu was a man of loyalty. Hearing Tang Feng say this, he opened the window, held A Dan, and jumped down.
“Lin, don’t rush about this. Since you’re already here at our military district compound, let’s add a dish at lunch and eat together. We can talk about it then,” Zhu Chen said with a laugh to soothe him.
Soon, Long Daoling’s figure appeared behind him, back turned. Then, with a roar from the Giant Void Ghost, its body, already struck by Long Daoling’s blade at some unknown moment, slowly split in two and dissipated into smoke.
All those without blood ties to her might accept Lin Xiangwan’s death with peace of mind, but he could not. If she truly died, it would be like carving a piece of flesh from his heart.
Today seemed special because the county organization department head went to Sanxi Town to conduct a routine talk with Ma Wei. It was just a formality, but such formality could not be skipped. Once completed, Ma Wei’s promotion was a sure thing.
Though there was no wind in the room, his clothes fluttered, giving an illusion of riding the clouds.
Regardless of the reason, Ye Xiangwan felt relieved; at least for a while, she could live a normal life.
To be honest, he was also gambling. If the black-clad man chose to kill rather than let go, he would still die today. But as the saying goes, fortune favors the bold. Without taking risks, how could one achieve greatness?
Lin Chun silently compared his strength to that of this spotted dragon. Without weapons, they were roughly evenly matched.
On this cliff, there was a wasteland spanning nearly ten thousand zhang. The terrain was not rugged but offered no scenic views. Usually deserted, loud banging noises had been ongoing day and night for the past few days without pause.
No wonder, no matter what, the crown prince—second only to the emperor and future ruler of the nation—would never stoop to be friends with her.
Master Cheng spoke calmly, entirely unfazed by the injury to his soul. In his mind, since it had happened, one should accept it calmly. Striving forward was the right path; the past could only be recalled, never relived.
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At the referee’s signal, Huo Yunzhen took the lead, punching Long Qi’s face with great force. The blow was so fierce that Long Qi staggered back, crashing into the guardrail, a streak of blood flowing from his nose.
Some warriors on the city walls hurled stones and shot arrows, but they could not withstand the ferocious beasts’ charge.
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After all, no matter the matter, those in the harem tend to overthink and dwell on things—this is a common affliction.
He wanted to be involved in all of this, to hold a dominant position whether in home appliance manufacturing or automobile production. He aspired to dominate the world.
Tsunade sat opposite Kato Miyakaze, somewhat puzzled at how her own brother Shoushu and Kato got along so harmoniously today.
No matter how expensive the watermelon, buying one or even a piece could yield many seeds. Planting them in one’s own fields would initially produce low yields, but with increasing skill, the harvest would surely improve.
From their bodies emanated a magnificent rainbow of magic power, vast energy, and an invincible aura, sweeping across the eight wildernesses, transcending time.
With a sharp “snap,” Yi Xiaotian was knocked back several steps by the tremendous force from the sword, barely regaining his footing, while Da Hu only stepped back once.
This Ning person could still grit his teeth and fight Summer Changqing for hundreds of rounds before losing, already possessing the potential to become invincible under heaven.