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"Then I'll come over later. I need to stay in Hangzhou for a while," Li Si thought for a moment and said.

"A surprise? Wait, is your boyfriend here too? Did you tell him? You are really..." Fu Yan grasped a different meaning and wanted to say something, but Xue Linlin had taken the initiative from the very beginning. As for him, he had only played the role of EA's babysitter from the start. Even if he had the heart to stop it, he lacked the ability.

Mo Fan's eyes carried an icy chill, and his appearance seemed immensely formidable. The power he possessed filled them with astonishment and awe. At this moment, if he truly made a move, there were very few who could rival him.

However, the Japanese youths had good manners; they laughed for just a few seconds before stopping and starting to applaud enthusiastically together. Their eyes were all fixed on the classroom door, looking extremely expectant toward this new transfer student.

Lin Tian ordered in a deep voice, leaving no room for argument as he pressed the heavily wounded and dying Helian Budou onto Liu Donglai's back. Liu's expression turned even uglier. He wanted to decline, but under a fierce glare from Lin Tian, he quickly shut his mouth.

Experiencing this familiar sensation of being reprimanded, Fu Yan nodded repeatedly while feeling a sense of relief wash over him. Ye Anqi's reaction happened to prove that she genuinely had no idea he had come up to her room last night, meaning his nocturnal visit to her boudoir had successfully remained a secret.

In the eastern territory of the Great Han Kingdom, the Coiling Dragon Gang was a notoriously renowned killer syndicate whose fierce reputation spread far and wide. Upon rushing over swiftly upon hearing the news, Feng Derong and the others preemptively assumed that Lin Tian was a top-tier assassin from the Coiling Dragon Gang. Though they surrounded Lin Tian tightly, they harbored misgivings and dared not make a rash move, waiting instead for reinforcements from the family's masters.

After stepping out of the company's entrance, Lin Feng immediately headed toward the headquarters of the Dragon Soaring Gang. According to the plan discussed with Mo Tian yesterday, they needed to develop their underground influence properly this time. Fortunately, he had previously arranged for Zhao Ze to select a batch of candidates, but now he had no idea about the quality of this group.

Meanwhile, Fang Xiaodao's combat prowess seemed to grow increasingly formidable. His eight flying daggers launched an unyielding, simultaneous volley, cutting off Fu Yan's path of evasion.

To Yu Fan, the safest approach was to root out the cult members one by one. That, however, required entering dangerous territory alone and capturing all the cult members if possible. He did not want Nangong Changyun to put himself in harm's way, so he had no choice but to capture them one by one. Although slow, as long as the arrests continued uninterrupted, there would eventually come a day when they were all caught.

As for how to walk the path of the future, I am a bit lost right now. The hope of returning exists, but in the near term, it is far too slim. Since I cannot go back, I have no choice but to cultivate. Yet regarding cultivation, I have also fallen into confusion. I have only broken through two-thirds of the ultimate realm of my divine mystical boundary, and I still have no clue about the ultimate realm of the soul.

"So? We are going to bypass the main enemy force and attack Phobos directly?!" Stefan sounded quite excited.

A beam of divine light projected from Ruomeng's eyes into the massive world in the firmament, and that gigantic world began to disintegrate. A massive destructive storm instantly ravaged the entire summoning world and everything within it, reducing Hu Manzi to nothingness along with the destruction of the world.

"If you have something to say, spit it out." Otto looked rather exhausted, supporting his cheek with one hand and leaning against his chair, reluctant to even move.

The dark-skinned, burly man looked at me again like a black dog with its fur standing on end, and roared, "You are Wang Hao!" The flesh on his face was trembling almost uncontrollably out of rage.

As soon as these words were spoken, Guan Yu was struck as if by a bolt of lightning, turning to stone on the spot. If there was any lingering, profound guilt and regret he still held in this world, it seemed to be this matter alone.

Liu Qian walked forward with a hearty laugh and said, "Lady Ni is righteous and led the people of the Bright Moon Stronghold to defect to my Great Chu. I originally intended to assign them under your fifth brother's command, but Lady Ni insisted otherwise, wishing only to join your unit. You must not treat them unfairly!"

Suddenly, Liu Tian浩 felt that this late Han Dynasty era was so unfamiliar! Was it the butterfly effect, or was it meant to be this way from the start?

Many disciples within the sect were immensely excited after seeing the sect leader and supreme elders take their seats. It was only on occasions like this that they could see so many senior experts.

He hurriedly reined in his true energy, hoping to pull back his scattered yin-soft power before the opponent launched a surprise attack. Unfortunately, everything was too late. The moment his thought flickered, a majestic, righteous hand descended upon the crown of his head. Zi Jiu did not even dare to open his eyes.

Weren't you sleeping around with that classmate named Susan? Why are you suddenly treating your wife so well? Accompanying her on a vacation?

"I'm sorry, may I ask if senior has any brilliant methods?" Chu Yunfeng blushed. Placed in such an adverse situation, all his self-cultivation had flown out the window.

Bai Yao was studying the child, while the child was also carefully observing him. That pair of clear, spirited eyes occasionally flashed with dark golden brilliance, and as he looked at Bai Yao, the corners of his mouth slowly began to curl upward.

Liu Xuefeng cleared the way with his golden saber, but just as he broke through to the front, even larger blocks of ice awaited him. Caught off guard, his golden saber was almost shaken out of his hand. Ximen Wushuang followed closely behind and was also nearly crushed. With their path forward obstructed and the exits sealed off entirely, it was a dead end.

"Fine, since you've put it that way, I'll listen to you." Turning around, I immediately wanted to restore the messed-up white cloth beside me to its original state.

Selecting the soldiers who excelled in strength and showed no fear of death to organize them together—this was how an elite force was formed.

"Xianxian, stay here tonight. Rest well tomorrow for a whole day. I'll ask President Lu for leave, don't worry." Carrying Qianqian into the room, Zhang Fan turned his head to greet Yang Xianxian.

Chaotic thoughts churned in Zhang Hong's mind. He sighed, stepped into a heavily guarded courtyard, and raised his eyes to see two officials sitting in a nearby pavilion, excitedly discussing news from the north.

During the twenty minutes of Bai Yao's battle with Myriad Evils and his conversation with Kong Yuan, two strongholds had been breached simultaneously. Since when had the martial prowess of the ancient martial arts world become so terrifying, vaguely showing a trend of overwhelming suppression?