Chapter 28: The Empress (2)
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“Mo Han, what are you doing here?” he asked, his face ashen, showing no concern at all for his nakedness.
Without enough monsters to support the barrier, no matter how strong Shi Yu was, he couldn’t possibly manage both the defense against such a massive horde and the constant supply of spiritual energy needed to keep the shield intact.
Those days, nearly every employee at Yiyou Advertising Company made me the subject of their lunchtime gossip.
Shifting gears and following the directions of the security staff, Li Yang parked the car in the designated spot, pulled the handbrake, and got out.
Chen Fan kicked the drunkard hard, and the man bolted away as if he’d been granted amnesty.
She jumped out of bed, letting the liquid drip onto the floor, gritting her teeth against the pain between her legs, and step by step made her way toward the bathroom.
It was as if a sharp blade pierced through the skin beneath her feet, stabbing straight into her heart, and blood gushed forth in torrents.
As General Qinling led fifty thousand Tibetan soldiers and Li Yuan commanded one hundred thousand Tang troops in a sweeping campaign across Guanzhong, the common people of the region suffered greatly.
Though the latter could not break the formation, likewise, the formation could not do anything to the Spirit Tiger.
Watching the incoming box, Jiang Yuan narrowed his eyes, his figure flickering, and then a flash of silver light shot by.
The group, delighted, made no effort to lower their voices, and their chatter reached Mingcui’s ears. In the next instant, her face darkened, and she coldly fixed her gaze on them.
The Second Army of the Young Guards should not have been here. Intelligence had always indicated that only Yang Dashan’s First Army was in Danfeng. So why had they appeared in Shanyang County? Was it just one division or was the entire Second Army present?
Realizing it was impossible to shake off the Netherworld Direwolf, the Fallen Unicorn was finally provoked to violence and turned with a snarl to fight the beast head-on.
This mass of demonic shadow carried the soul aura of the Dark Heaven Demon God. With the endless influx of heaven and earth’s energy, its form grew ever closer to that of the Dark Heaven Demon God himself.
Such a feat required precise control and extraordinary intelligence—and Sazex possessed both.
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With this, the Sky-Splitting Ferocious Tiger gained the power of the Thunder Roar. Bowing its head, lightning began to crackle along its horn. With a powerful thrust toward the Celestial Avatar, dozens of bolts of thunder crashed down in rapid succession, striking the avatar squarely.
Yet he couldn’t help but feel frustrated: he only ever received twelve of the famed Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Each summoning gave him at most two, never more. Still, in five years and sixty summons, to have gained the technique even six times wasn’t so unlucky after all.
Ma Fan had no idea about the debates his actions had sparked in the heavens, and even if he knew, there was nothing he could do.
Even if the winters in the Western Regions were not bitterly cold, the marble floors were still icy enough to chill to the bone. How they could go so far defied belief.
After leaving the house, Song Yiyi gave a brief instruction, and only then did the Song family’s carriage belatedly follow behind.
Cold Moon tilted her head, studying Feng Qiye’s every move with meticulous care. Yet on his inscrutable face, beneath the mask of unchanging severity, she saw nothing else.
But there were still tens of thousands in her bank account. The last time she borrowed from Anna, it was Gong Shaoxie who gave her the money. With that much, she could surely afford even the most expensive restaurant, couldn’t she?
In the next moment, the mist in the bamboo forest began to gather, as though following some invisible command.
The icy voice seemed utterly devoid of warmth, stabbing straight from Li Wuxin’s ears into her brain. If not for the protective spiritual power she carried, she might not have survived—the voice alone could have crippled her mind, leaving her senseless.
Li Wuxin took a step back, only to find Ling Jing’s eyes suddenly clouded with disappointment, leaving her momentarily stunned.
“He’s one of ours, no need for such courtesy,” Li Wuxin said lazily to Hua Xie with a smile. “I’m going to rest. Call me when it’s time.” With that, she turned and returned to her room.
She was no fool. On the day of her wedding, within the Clear Serenity Courtyard, she’d seen the contest between Feng Qiye and Feng Yihan. Having once held power herself, she knew all too well how in any struggle for dominance, countless bystanders would be reduced to pawns and stepping stones.
Miss Ying immediately perked up, dashed outside, and said, “I’ll go find him right now!” She hurried to the stables, led out a horse, and galloped off toward the Prince Xian’s residence.
“Hello, I’m Jiang Chao, the head of our studio.” Jiang Chao smiled brightly and reached out to shake hands with Fu Shuangshuang.
This was no small matter. The sudden change of ownership had already stirred up countless rumors and speculations.
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The Imperial Clan’s Quasi-Immortal King fled into the distance, and in that instant, Chu Feng had ground both their dignity and their unshakable confidence into dust.
If the young master hadn’t pursued her so relentlessly, the young mistress would probably have married someone else and had children by now.
This is the core issue with the Nobel Prize. There are so many deserving theories and technologies that anyone could win or lose, and anyone who does win is justified.
After all, years ago they had nearly caused Chu Feng’s death, and even forced his parents to flee Penglai at risk of their lives. To this day, their fate remains unknown.
“How would I know if he’s coming?” Fu Shuangshuang stepped aside, passed by An Zichu, and continued into the classroom.
Let our people go in masked—at the Minghua Hotel. Once inside, don’t hesitate, just start smashing everything.
But after I suggested we start as friends, she could no longer say what was really on her mind.
“Is this your way of trying to split the Allure World?” When Xiao Chen appeared in the Allure World, I asked him.
In that instant, my aura surged, and Ming Chen couldn’t help but shudder at the sight.
“I…” Chu Yun stood there, uncertain what to say, then turned away after a moment’s hesitation to join another team.
After eating a bit of meat, Dugu Feng stopped. He couldn’t eat too much. Looking at what was before him, he saw his mother struggling to restrain herself, but her hand still kept reaching toward the meat, and his eyes instantly grew wet.
Because of the peculiar environment, many areas and people here were quite different. Though Ancient Locust Village lay south of Yulin County, it was closer to the east, and there was another curious detail—the cemetery was not far from that place.
This made things difficult. Wang Jin’s injury still affected his speed, preventing him from performing at his best, so all his effort was just wasted energy.