Chapter 39

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Lei’s last memory was of countless people rushing over to toast him, before his vision went black and he collapsed with a crash, accidentally knocking out a poor Count in the process...
"Here, Yun'er. I’ve got a big piece for you too!" After serving Yu'er, Chen Yufan naturally wouldn't leave Fang Yun out.
The commotion among the Vante soldiers grew louder, and the gazes they cast toward Lei began to take on a strange nuance.
Closing his eyes to observe his surroundings, nearly ten thousand knights surged and circled around him; half belonged to the Reverse Blade Legion, while the others bore the emblem of the Blood-Red Cross.
Kaguya and Mokou froze, then sat at the table with mournful expressions, waiting for Ellic to deal the cards.
A dark, dense mass of figures appeared ahead—knights charging toward them; it seemed the battle was about to erupt on the very ground beneath his feet. He could always sense a pair of affectionate eyes watching him; it was Dai Liannu, lingering with a gaze meant to protect him at all times.
"You are robbing me!" Yakumo Yukari bristled, indignantly condemning Elric for such unscrupulous behavior.
"What? You mean to save the Subduing Demon Arhat, not Zhao Kuo?" The Subduing Demon Arhat’s eyes widened in astonishment.
Chen Yin was no fool. Hearing Knub’s words, he immediately thought of the seven lurking God-Blessed Warriors. Saying nothing more, he swapped out the Blade of Holy Fire Blessing and began attacking the Persians attempting to climb up from both sides.
"Him? Ha! Does he have the guts? If you, Mr. Mo, don't give the word, who would dare let my father die? Tell me, why are you harming my father!" Qian Jianguo pressed closer step by step.
I knelt before a stone tablet and cleared away the vines. Engraved upon it were the powerful characters: "Grave of My Dearest Friend, Feng Lingyue." I let out a long sigh, pulled out my flask, and poured a little over her grave as an offering to her departed soul.
Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly stopped, eyes widening in disbelief as he stared at the slender figure walking in from behind.
As the words fell, Li Jinghan helped Lu Qingge up and they walked away. Tan Qiyun watched their retreating figures, not bothering to follow, though something in his gaze grew even more complex.

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"I am a family member of Li Zong. This matter is Li Zong's fault, so I will be responsible for Lin Daqiang's medical expenses. Please give me the documents; I will go pay the bill right now," Li Ni said calmly.
"My Lord, please speak!" Xu You hadn't expected Jiang Qi to follow up such a difficult problem with further demands, but he couldn't easily refuse; he decided to act as a messenger and replied with a forced, gentle smile.
Just as I expected, the Star Butterfly hit its mark. Autumn Water’s charged fireball attack arrived late, but a jaw-dropping scene unfolded: when the fireball hit the boss, it dealt a different type of damage than the Star Butterfly.
Besides, this was her fault to begin with, causing bad publicity for the company. Better to let the manager vent his anger with a few scoldings than to get fired.
Song Shi watched her defiant expression, his grip tightening. Jiang Zhushan could almost hear her bones creaking.
Thinking about it, because of Lin Chen, the Qin Mansion had rejected the marriage alliance with the Oriental family. It went without saying that life in Ziyun City would not be easy for the Qin Mansion from now on.
However, the shareholders had already made their decision, with the majority indicating a willingness to wait for three more days.
Watching the battle on the stage below, the Duke’s focus was clearly different from that of the spectators who were just there for the show. He was more concerned with the arcane techniques Feng Yingqiu employed. Of course, any insightful Archmage would be curious about these deviations from arcane common sense.
Chang'an naturally wouldn't let any detail slip. "Old man, besides us, do other people usually come here?" This answer was crucial to him.
Zhan Feng had guessed this would be the outcome. He said nothing more, only instructing the doctor, "It’s fine, Doctor. Money is no object; please perform the surgery." With a life at stake, Zhan Feng could not stand by idly.
Although he had turned nearly a fifth of the enclave into a purgatory, Liu Xuanying’s palm strike was actually blocked and largely neutralized. The one who intervened was the Sword of Benevolence; only he could have struck out from a distance in that split second to disperse most of the destructive aura contained in Liu Xuanying’s palm.
Palm images manifested, raining down densely, and in the process, the figure shifted his pace, instantly appearing directly in front of Jun Yixiao.
"Mu Fan, you’re back!" As Leng Mufan watched Mu Shiying walk away without turning back, a voice came from behind him, and his entire body was embraced from behind.

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The Shennong Cauldron gradually steadied, and the roaring inside it faded to a whisper. However, Jiang Tai, who had seemed so mighty, suddenly turned pale, and before everyone’s eyes, he coughed up a mouthful of dark red blood.
Undoubtedly, Wang Cheng’s actions were intended to provoke Jun Yixiao, while Yun Yun’s eyes became increasingly sorrowful, and tears finally began to roll down uncontrollably.
Xiao Yan looked at Huang Baitao, Du Wei, and the others with a sneer; he wanted to see what else these people could possibly say.
Moreover, the Peach Blossom Spring was inherently a place brimming with spiritual energy. If the spiritual energy here couldn't suppress the resentment, it meant that the resentment had been festering for quite some time.
As he inserted the needles, there was no initial reaction. But when Li Bufan inserted the last silver needle into the final acupoint of the Foot Shaoyang meridian, Gongsun Xianrou’s expression suddenly shifted violently.
However, there are many factors for epilepsy, and the specific cause can only be determined after a hospital examination.
He had become much more sensible and seemed more steady, but sometimes I would think about how he used to bully me—perhaps this is what growing up means.
As I pondered how to hoodwink Ling Xiyue, she slapped my chest, and my soul was practically knocked out of my body.
"I'm wondering, if I really were your first love, why is your empathy so good? Men who are first loves are usually very simple, but you make me feel that you aren't that simple." With the competition at hand, Na Lan no longer had the energy for subtle discussions about the past; she preferred to get straight to the point.