Extra Chapter Nine: Hahaha

Still, she reluctantly got up and went to the living room to pick up her incessantly ringing phone. A glance at the caller ID revealed it was Xiao Yunqi.

"Jirou? Why are you here! Don't you have classes?" Chinai asked, squinting, though she still wanted to know what had happened to make him show up so suddenly.

At the moment, the Wei army didn't even have a camp of their own, let alone facilities to manage prisoners of war. Thus, after being disarmed, the captives were driven into the Qin River and forced to stand barefoot in the shallows to prevent them from escaping or continuing to resist.

In her current state, the word "sexy" could hardly do her justice; against the backdrop of the dim lighting, she was even more alluring and enchanting than a siren.

Mo Nanting’s visit to the film set was captured by reporters waiting outside, and the story was immediately leaked, instantly hitting the trending topics.

After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that when she agreed to date him, she hadn't started drinking yet, had she?

"I know Student Xia didn't mean it." Yan Ce smiled as always, kind and harmless, yet the scar over his eye... no matter how one looked at it, it was an eyesore.

Spirit veins were meant for the cultivation of the Xu family's disciples; using them as industrial energy was a complete waste.

Eunuch Yuan suddenly realized the truth, and after hearing the explanation, he felt it finally made sense! Given Qiao Dongling’s temperament, how could she possibly harbor such kindness toward Prince Xian?

Since it was named by Zhu Yuanzhang, this blade had remained in the royal family. Although legends circulated that it had been lost to the martial arts world, those were merely myths; no one had ever seen it. As for its power, while there were various claims, no one had witnessed it—or at least, no one who had was likely still around to tell the tale.

Only now did Beryl understand why Martha had sent them to return to the Elf Forest separately with the coalition members.

Therefore, when the dark, deadly muzzle of the Smith & Wesson was finally pulled away from Song Duanwu’s forehead, it wasn't just Song Duanwu who breathed a sigh of relief, but his three brothers behind him as well.

The long sword in Qiao Yuhan’s hand dissipated. He and Fang Tongjiang slowly descended to the ground, thinking to himself that it was truly the right decision for the Lingyu Sect to send them here; otherwise, a tragedy would surely have occurred.

For Mo Qingyan, this was what it meant to have someone understand her unspoken words, a feeling that was more than just a little comforting.

Listening to his introduction, Duan Can knew that if he had intended to harm them, he wouldn't have gone to such great lengths; he could have simply shot them with a few arrows while they were unable to move.

The next day, Su Yirong realized she had caught a cold. This illness lasted for several full days; despite seeing a doctor and taking medicine, she showed no signs of improvement.

Hearing Martha say this, Li Yan couldn't help but be stunned. If even the elders of the Elf race hadn't discovered a single flaw, others certainly wouldn't have either.

Seeing Uncle Fu drop his guard, I knew he was genuinely convinced by my words. Only then did he set aside his pride to ask me how his brother had died.

However, they didn't actually throw them overboard, but instead had them escorted by police onto a spacecraft and sent straight back to the planet Airo.

Xu Qingmo felt the blood in his veins boiling. That expert from the Return to Truth realm, known as "One Night," was indeed incredibly powerful; a single palm strike had such immense force.

"No movement. His trading company hasn't shipped any goods for some time; it’s all supported by the Blue Moon Nightclub," Niu Gang replied.

Unexpectedly, she collapsed from exhaustion in front of the optical computer that night, and it was Ino who carried her back to bed to sleep.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered the pant legs I had smeared with tree sap; perhaps they might have some effect. "Rip!" With two sounds, I used my dagger to cut the pant legs and tore them off. Shorts it was; I was fated to be tearing sleeves and pant legs anyway, and staying alive was what mattered.

Moreover, the breathing techniques for training and combat were very particular. To put it simply, traditional martial arts rely entirely on a single breath. For example, the training method for Xingyi Quan involves reverse breathing—inhaling while punching and exhaling while retracting the fist. This is for cultivation, whereas the combat method is the exact opposite.

She suddenly dreamed of her wedding day again. She had run out in excitement upon hearing the music, only to see Chou Qianjian embracing Duan Linglong, both of them riding the same horse.

Gu Chuxia was even more smug, but my next sentence instantly wiped the triumph from her face.

One had to know that this rumored Yang Guang was brave in battle, calculating, led from the front, and possessed unfathomable martial arts skills.

She was naturally indifferent, taking life as it came, and held a skeptical attitude toward romance. How could she possibly be so passionate about a man?

Jillian fell silent upon hearing this. Lars was indeed right; a level 7 necromancer would never be discovered by a level 5 bishop unless they had entered the temple.

But if one perceived it with mental energy, the outside was bright and white, as if it were a sheet of reflective white paper.

"Your soul level is only at the green level. How did you perceive my mental energy?" Li Hong continued to ask.

As for the distributors' request to enter the television industry, Zhu Wentian hadn't expected it and felt it wasn't very reliable, so he had to decline.

Furthermore, this time Zhu Wentian planned to give the clothing store a more distinct name, taking the opportunity to build up his retail chain and brand.

Nightmares of ordinary people rarely have a complete worldview or a specific plot; they are mostly illogical, fragmented nightmares. For Du Yan, these fragmented nightmares were mere snacks—enough to satisfy a craving, but not enough to fill his stomach.

She had to admit that Tang Feng could not be judged by normal human logic. Just like the two slaps when they first met—she still remembered them even now.

I can guarantee that my only purpose for this trip is those two dragons and any potential dragon hatchlings.

Every high-difficulty movement was a challenge to the servo motors and transmission systems; if things went poorly, these devices could suddenly break down and become unusable.

Jiang Yan looked toward the Dark Castle. Outside the castle, the ground was densely packed with orc camps, but if one were to clear only the central path, there would be about twenty tents.