37. Thirty-Seven Whales

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It is true that great rewards attract brave men, but one must be alive to enjoy them.
He was no longer satisfied with touching her through her clothes, which felt like scratching an itch through a boot and failed to resolve their fundamental problem. Thus, his hands reached deep inside her garments.
The other disciples of the sect kept mocking the burly youth; if Chen Qi did not show himself, who would they demand the money from?
In the distance, an endless plain stretched out, vast and boundless.
"Brother Xiao Yi, how did you end up in a place like the Black Cloud Academy?" Tang Sha walked up to Xiao Yi and asked in a hushed voice.
Meanwhile, Zhang Fan felt a tinge of annoyance. He could have upgraded his martial arts techniques long ago; why did he wait until now?
Hearing Chen Qi's words, Nangong Yue'er struggled with her emotions until, suddenly, the feelings deep within her could no longer be contained. They surged forth like a flood, rushing through her mind.
Qin Zhong stepped back, putting distance between himself and Shen Ye. He hoped that he was the second choice, though in reality, he wasn't even the third. Zhaoyang was only seventy meters away; at that distance, he should be able to teleport over. There was little time left.
The crowd paused, looking at Han Yun's heavy expression, and a sense of oppression inevitably rose in their hearts.
The Dragon-Rearing Clan kept true dragons and rarely concerned themselves with worldly affairs. The Emperor of the Great Zhou had spent vast sums of money many times, hoping to hire experts from the clan to serve the imperial family.
By the time Li Shiegou’s vision cleared, there were no skeleton bone dragons left; they had all been reduced to ash, and the air was thick with dust, a testament to his formidable power.
"No way am I doing that." Bai Dingshan looked at the deep, dark night behind him and swallowed hard, his skin crawling.
Yufuluo did not understand what he meant, so he dismounted and leaned his spear against his horse. He searched the seven men, finding a bag of Wu Zhu coins and a jade pendant on one of them, clearly engraved with Han characters.
The crowd fell silent, their eyes fixed on Qin Yun with confusion, doubt, and a hint of awe.

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The Blade Demon listened, looking thoroughly reluctant. However, this was not the time to lecture his apprentice; Pang Tong was the commander of the entire Ren clan.
The atmosphere grew tense once more. No one had time for grief, complaints, self-reproach, or regret; their priority was to devise a plan for what to do next.
He frequently exerted his strength, having climbed to the fifth floor. His legs were beginning to ache, but that did not stop him from continuing upward.
As soon as Feng Hao thought of it, he acted, listing a series of names for his assistant to prepare more hosts.
Ma Teng’s face tightened, revealing an unprecedented expression—part smile, part grimace of pain. His vulnerability was clearly magnified on his face. Finally, he relaxed completely.
I thought to myself: Uncle is truly my idol! His deep love is not superficial; it is held tightly in the depths of his heart for his beloved.
The endless depths of the void were stirred by the turbulent energy, emanating evil, bloodthirsty, desolate, dead, and obscure auras.
The entire plain stretched for a thousand miles. Every corner was engulfed in blazing red flames! The flames were torrential, roaring and surging like a mighty, endless river.
Lü Fei and Fan Shuiqing finally understood what Wang Tian meant; they had to admit it was the best plan they could think of.
What has gotten into the Vice Dean? How could he come up with such an idea? Even if he wanted to fool a fool, he shouldn't have gone this far!
A faint clamor came from ahead. Judging by the vibrations and noise, there seemed to be quite a crowd.
On his first day in Meihe, he was attacked by guerrillas. Nakamura Eiji could not shake off the frustration of nearly ruining his illustrious reputation on the East China battlefield.
Seeing the situation, Wang Tian knew that Zhao Liuru and Guo Cai likely had something to discuss, so he didn't follow them and stayed on the sofa.
In the morning, He Yue woke up early to run. He couldn't keep this up, or he would turn into a fat man. Although he exercised often, this exercise was not the same as that; the nature of the two was different.

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The moment this person appeared, a commotion broke out. Yu Yan, however, did not recognize him, so he did not show the slightest surprise.
"Ride it?" Bai Wei’s face, which had been pale from fright, turned as red as blood upon hearing Wang Changqing’s words.
Besides Tony and Nick Fury, who were shocked, there were others in a hidden corner of the world silently watching Meng Fei’s silhouette.
She thought of Brother Yiran and the way he had held his breath, not daring to move when she had drawn close just moments ago.
The exams were this Friday, and today was already Tuesday. He had made a bold claim before all the teachers and students that he would pull off a miracle in the city-wide joint exams. If he couldn't transform into a top student by then, it would be humiliating.
Qin Mufeng pulled a box of custard pies, a box of chocolate pies, and a box of white peach milk from his large backpack.
This was where the benefits of leveling up for physical fitness became apparent; Wang Changqing could stay at this depth for a long time before needing to surface for air, but Bai Wei could not—she wouldn't last long.
Just as she was about to drown in the bathtub, she finally felt herself grab the edge, lifted her head sharply, and took a deep breath.
He was serving the wealthy He Yuelan for free, holding an umbrella for her while looking dashing and handsome, sprayed with men's cologne.
"..." If not for the wolf tail coiled around her wrist, she would have collapsed to the ground by now.
"Mom is going to grab a few things. Dad will stay here and watch Nini. Later, Nini will go with Mom and Dad to the hospital for a check-up and then to Grandpa's house, okay?"
Marshall was stalling for time. If you couldn't even beat an average soldier, you certainly wouldn't have the face to keep making demands.