35 Merging into One

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Was there a grain of truth in those words, or were they just hot air? He couldn't help but feel it was sarcasm, and that his boss was about to strike him with a fatal blow at any moment.
While he was lost in such conjectures, he looked for Shui Zhe to get a second opinion, only to realize that Shui Zhe was already stealthily heading toward Xia Shiming’s location.
The Martial Emperor remained silent for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the Heavenly Dragon and the Taotie. They looked back at him, their eyes equally filled with confusion.
"What’s so strange about it?" Qin Cheng was startled by his mysterious expression and hurriedly asked.
After pondering for a while, Liu Bang sat down, finished his cup of tea, and rose to head toward the Lin-Hua Palace. On the way, he encountered the incident of the jade beads, a scheme meticulously crafted by the beautiful Lady Shi.
Hongye blushed at these words; it was rare for her. She had never changed clothes in front of a man before. However, thinking of how Lin Feng had always conducted himself like a gentleman, she figured he wouldn't stoop to peeking, so she set her worries aside.
"Forget it, forget it. There are already plenty of things here that cannot be explained by past knowledge; one more won't make a difference." Hu Gao gave up the idea of delving further into the matter.
Huangfu Yuexun sat down to the left of Wanqi Liang. Before they could even pick up their chopsticks, an uninvited guest arrived. Li Wanwan appeared in the courtyard under the pretense of visiting Wanqi Liang, with her maid following behind, carrying quite a few items.
Seeing him begin to cry, those whose emotions had already started to settle followed suit. The great hall was filled with corpses, and the sound of weeping felt like Buddhist chants meant to guide their souls, wishing them a peaceful journey to the afterlife.
The rapid rise of the Taixu Sect in Zhaoyao County put immense pressure on the fiefdom of Qianyuan, which, for the Qingqiu Kingdom, was a golden opportunity.
Emerging from the bathroom, Wen Xi wiped her hair briefly, letting it hang half-wet over her shoulders.

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"Is this your production workshop?" Teacher Cheng didn’t answer Wang Xudong’s question directly, but instead pointed to a glass wall next to the reception room. This glass wall had been specially installed so that customers could observe their entirely handcrafted process from within the room.
They had expected a peaceful journey, but to Long Fei and Chi Fengyu’s surprise, they ran into several groups of people as they ventured deep into the Black Mountain Valley.
Mo Beimo didn't care if staying in one place for too long would alert the Imperial Guards. To be honest, the humans in this world were no match for him; so what if he was discovered? He was only sneaking into the palace now because he didn't want to start a massacre.
Hearing her voice, he felt as if something had gently brushed against his heart, followed by a sudden, chaotic flutter of emotions.
Although the Investiture of the Gods was miraculous, it had one drawback: it lacked offensive capabilities, which was undeniably a pity.
A moment later, Fu Chuoxian entered with Madam Yao. Seeing Zou Yi’ang, they were both taken aback, but immediately stepped forward to exchange greetings.
Yuechu turned to look. The man was wearing a moon-white robe and appeared to be in his twenties; he was handsome and refined, yet lacked nothing in heroic spirit.
Carrying such a mindset into battle—aside from slightly affecting his composure, what other impact could it have on him?
"Was it really you who killed our people?" A group of five or six Nirvana-realm experts sternly demanded of the other side, while seven or eight peak Divine Ability-realm experts gathered around them.
In fact, he had often thought about how to keep explaining things. If others refused to listen carefully, it was impossible to move forward. I hope we can all remain calm.
The White Tiger King, hearing Chen Fan’s words, was no fool. He showed off a bit to Chen Fan before they both moved out together, searching through the ruins where the City Lord’s mansion once stood.

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Often, he truly had nothing left to say. I don’t really want to hear about that matter, nor do I want to understand your thoughts. I only know that I am busy and have many things to do. I only hope you can leave me be immediately, rather than continuing to be so insatiable.
The Emperor Shennong, manifested from Li Tianchen’s Dao Soul, suddenly waved his hands. As currents of spiritual power surged, the entire Dao Soul radiated an aura of supreme compassion, as if yearning to save all living beings.
When he was dealing with the "Demon Bell," he said he was afraid, and that he had to leave; otherwise, a situation that was perfectly fine would turn into a disaster.
Lin Xiao squinted, noticing that this man was not an ordinary police officer—his uniform was different from the others. He looked around carefully and realized, to his surprise, that he had been surrounded without even knowing it.
Since she had accepted the position of Alliance Leader, Hun Xin naturally could not just leave; she had to resolve the matters at hand.
"So, this message was likely sent by your roommate?" He was referring to the forum post.
Li Tianchen looked around calmly. He did not mean to underestimate the place, but since it was a ruin, it might have already been picked clean. Who could guarantee there was anything of value left here?
"Are you mute?!" the police officer barked with particular malice. Gu Lanshan still did not utter a sound.
Indeed, Naiguer was able to withstand the power of the "Glory of the Sun God" precisely because his body had the ability to absorb pure energy directly.