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At four o'clock in the morning, Ma Er and Zhang Kui were sound asleep when a basin of cold water was poured over them, the sudden chill shocking them awake from their dreams.

Furthermore, although eliminating his parents right in front of the child yields the best effect, we must also deploy our plans in a timely manner.

Xie Lingze's clear voice rang in her ear. Yu Hua snapped back to her senses, only to realize that somehow they had already reached the foot of the mountain. She had been wandering in a daze the entire way and had no idea how she even got down.

The tavern's regular patrons were crew members of the Alliance merchant ships who would stay here temporarily when coming ashore, leaving most rooms vacant for the most part.

After all, there were quite a few developed photographs, and it was unnecessary to show all of them to the Young Master; as his assistant, she still had the authority to screen them.

While the words were heartwarming, they made Situ Jing feel even more flustered. Fearing that she might make a mistake, she considered making a major decision tonight.

Looking in the direction indicated by the coal ball, there seemed to be nothing particularly special. If one had to point out something unusual, it was the mast, as thick as a person could wrap their arms around, whose broken end was remarkably neat and flat.

Fu Rushuang had just recovered her composure and joined in expressing her gratitude, her face flushed as she cast a stealthy glance at the iceberg-like prince.

In the mortal realm, Haosang stood with a long sword in hand, coldly eyeing Yuchen opposite him. The vast river behind Yuchen had been cleanly cleaved by him into two opposing, cascading waterfalls.

"No! No, no, no, Sister Yu, you've finally come out." One of them looked at her with tear-filled eyes.

Of course, Lu Yu had not only been training pilots recently but also pondering how to modify the bombs. These devices were completely neutralized whenever targeted by the spiritual-magnetic sniper rifle; how could he prevent the spiritual-magnetic sniper rifle from intercepting these bombs?

The 145th acupoint spiritual liquid activation triggered pressure as tangible as reality, resisting Li Ran's pressure and counterattacking fiercely and effectively.

The general trend had already turned, which logically shouldn't be the case, but this deliberate accommodation clearly bore the marks of someone else's instigation. Could it be Su Qing?

The reason they managed to find the location of the previous wormhole was because danger was imminent and they just happened to be near the wormhole. As for now, those conditions were not met.

Sun Ce was a rare and respectable opponent; he wouldn't truly be arrogant enough to fight him in a mocking manner. Moreover, his previous actions had clearly ignited Sun Ce's fighting spirit.

Subsequently, the person in charge rubbed his eyes. Where were the people? How had they disappeared? Ah, as it turned out, they were right here.

"Speak, I'm listening." Luo Chen's voice remained calm, yet the coldness in his tone made Han Jiu shudder all over once again.

To be honest, Kong Rong's words weren't entirely wrong, and this was the mainstream view of people nowadays.

Yet they could already feel the stern and desolate aura within it. A thick terror pervaded the air, causing everyone to feel weighed down and depressed.

Fortunately, so many experts stepped forward to intercept the aliens, allowing more ordinary people to preserve their lives.

Just as Zhang Ling lay down on the bed to rest, in another space, other students were also answering questions.

"Hoo, hoo, what is going on?" Selut widened his eyes, staring at the giant sword in his hand and panting as he muttered to himself.

Ancestor Soul Protection: The Ancestor Soul Guardian is protected by the souls of their ancestors, making them immune to mental control, but they will take double magic damage from spells.

Inside a sturdy enemy watchtower that boldly jutted out from the city wall, several on-duty soldiers sat huddled around a hearth, chatting about recent "major events."

"Yeah, of course I can tag along. I don't know anyone else anyway, I have to stick with you!" Hua Qin thought the condition would be something difficult, but it turned out to be this simple.

Take Old Zhao, for instance. He had been fishing by the canal for over a decade and had never caught a big fish weighing over twenty pounds. Even ten-pound fish were extremely rare, countable on one's fingers—happening maybe two or three times a year at most. The rest of the time, he caught fish weighing three to five pounds at best.

Li Daozong found it even stranger, but without showing it, he slowly nodded to indicate he understood.

Xuankongzi and Crane-faced Youth gazed at Mo Liuyun and Leng Ruoshuang, without even sparing Ouyang Mingyue and Huangfu Shiyi a single glance. The disciples behind the two felt their anger flare up even more upon seeing Mo Liuyun treat an imperial guard commander with utmost courtesy yet behave with such arrogance toward their own master.

The meeting could be considered pleasant for both host and guest, and the old man's attitude grew increasingly amiable—something Qianyu was most happy about.

001 thought for a moment and decided it could not bear the consequences if anything happened to this VIP's body; the Red League and Situ Xian would surely drag it down to hell together, plus a Xuan Yuan family... Just thinking about it gave it goosebumps.

As for how difficult it is to enter the divine realm, throughout the ages only a few legendary figures have achieved it. Mo'er wasn't worried about this at all, because she had absolute confidence in her beloved husband.

She flusteredly pulled her hand back from behind her, having quietly slipped the ring off her finger just now while he wasn't paying attention. Finding her phone, she stated her phone number to him in a low, clear voice.

Yu Miaomiao knew that Wei Jiuxiao looked down on such trinkets, but they always needed to eat on their journey, and she only had two gold beans left, with no idea how long it would take them to reunite with Ming Ruyan and the others.

Aunt Lin finally sighed and stopped insisting. She left the nursery, gently and quietly closing the door behind her.

Most importantly, several demon commanders harbored some resistance against the junior Evil Lord. Furthermore, with the battlefield in such chaotic disarray, failure was obvious; they could simply pin the blame for the defeat on the Evil Lord afterwards, forcing his commander position to change hands.

Later, she met Cheng Ci, who sponsored her. Under Cheng Ci's guidance, she underwent a gradual transformation. Her facial features became delicate yet unvulgar, and her youthful greenness faded away, leaving behind gentleness, intellect, and sweetness.

At this moment, seated in the light carriage and listening to the shouting outside, he knew he had returned to the estate. How should he explain this to Sister Qiaoniang, Mo'er, and the others?

During her free time, Yuan Qin still ran over to the Jian family's place. Though they never ran into each other again, she knew how busy he was. Every time she saw things moving around, she felt very happy.

Every single item in his palace had been personally selected by the empress, so he would notice immediately if anything suddenly went missing or was added.

Her father's voice sounded over the phone: "Jiayuan, are you busy over there?" His voice sounded somewhat tired, as if he had been exhausted from overwork.

Mennonite clenched his fists upon hearing this. Unable to think of any other solution, he could only watch Martin operate.