Volume 1, Chapter 39: The Trap in Office Number Three

As they retreated, a flicker of light danced in his and Liu Yuanbin’s eyes. Neither of these eunuchs was an ordinary man, and with a single glance, they reached a tacit understanding.

Hearing this, Zeng Nianyu and the others felt their eyes brighten. Even Jingchen, who had been immersed in the grief of losing his beloved wife, could not help but raise his head to look at Ling Xuan.

"Your Highness, please repeat the arrangements of your estate to Hui’er once more," Madam Lin said with a smile, sipping her tea with leisurely grace.

That single sentence choked Princess Chuyun. She had not expected Xia Chiwan to be so direct and blunt, lacking any subtlety whatsoever.

Yue Zhongyao saw that she was finally free, and once again put his heart and soul into trying for a child. Yet, in these ten years, she had only managed to bear him two children, Ying’er and Cheng’er.

However, Xia Boran’s stance had to be made clear: he must absolutely support Xia Chiwan and not let anyone stand in her way.

Before long, a cart was pulled back, packed full of items, including rice, flour, blankets, and bedding.

However, what surprised them was this: at a time when the Divine Domain Guild was busy slaying the world boss, what could he possibly be planning to do?

Perhaps it was for the best that his uncle could leave Shengjing, avoiding the need to endure the strange looks of others or to see and hear certain things firsthand. Getting away from it all was, in a sense, a good thing.

Ye Fei knew that this creature was the soul of the Three-Headed Hell Serpent. To it, Hell was home, and the mine, filled with zombies, did indeed resemble the landscape of Hell—though, of course, it could not truly compare.

Zhen Rong used her handkerchief to wipe the corner of her mouth, only to discover blood she had coughed up staining the fabric. She gave a bitter smile and clenched the handkerchief tightly, not wanting them to see.

Seeing that the Ghost General was about to vanish from sight, Beifeng Yang hurriedly channeled the Universe Treasure Box, releasing a beam of light that engulfed the general and sucked him inside.

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Since she was just running along for the ride and had no real hope of winning, she figured she might as well take care of her own stomach first.

Zhen Rong seemed to recall something and asked with a smile, "Is your birthday next month?" He nodded.

Watching the ink-colored ribbon of water streak across the sky, coiling into a mass that rippled and churned incessantly yet firmly absorbed and devoured the spiritual energy released by the blood-colored soul ring within, Lu Qingming let out a long sigh of relief, his heart finally settling.

By now, everyone had arrived at the entrance of the side hall, only to see the girl indeed lying on the floor, motionless.

Ling Zhen had once been told by Pianruo that the flowering tree in Ningyan’s memories was located at the intersection of the Bamboo Wind Sea and the Dancing Gossamer Terrace. Fearing that the sight of it would disturb Ningyan’s peace of mind, he ordered Cang Fan to hasten their journey.

By evening, Jinxing told Jinyan that the people from the Prince’s estate had sent his letter out immediately.

Yan Chen made an emergency dodge, but that move cost him dearly; his entire plan was thrown into disarray. The seventh "Kill" character failed, resulting in the Seven-Kill Stance unleashing only half of its power. To Dai Ling, this was nothing more than a tickle; the force dissipated before it even came near him.

Ba Pa gritted his teeth, enduring the pain without letting out a single sound. Dark blue blood trickled down the arm that held the dagger. He held on, fighting to keep himself from fainting.

The wasteland seemed entirely unaffected. Aside from a brief initial commotion, things had returned to normal. On the streets, people of all kinds went about their business, not even sparing a glance at the warships outside.

The sudden change shocked An Zhe, though he could clearly feel the magic within him still boiling.

However, after walking out the door and looking back, he understood. For one, it was a "rare" occasion for Wu Bin to come home, and the fact that he went out to eat immediately upon returning had clearly upset them.

Back then, the Immortal Crane True Monarch, a dignified cultivator who had survived the Golden Core Tribulation, had merely taken a stroll through the mortal world—a place devoid of other cultivators—only to return beaten and bruised. After that, no cultivator dared to venture out carelessly.

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Afterward, Wu Bin sought out Zhang Rui privately and gave her instructions: once he and Jin Fei’er left the company, she would have full authority over company affairs if he could not be reached. Wu Bin had great confidence in Zhang Rui’s character.

He Tian gave a soft huff, opened the rear car door, lowered her head, and climbed inside, leaving only the back of her head visible to Wang Yi.

To be honest, this city was not particularly famous; those who did not pay special attention to travel news might not even know its name.

The worst-case scenario was that the Radiant Empire would be destroyed by the Apocalypse, the Oga Empire would become embroiled in a chaotic war with the Apocalypse, and the Demon Race would seize the opportunity to invade. Both War Angels had considered this possibility.

When the circulation reached the ninth cycle, the trajectory of the magical energy flow gradually became clear, forming an image of the Yinglong Dance within his body.

This Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art could absorb the internal energy of others, convert it into one's own, and even grant experience points for leveling up. It was truly a rare and formidable technique.

David Moores was not a traditional fan; Liverpool was merely an investment for him. At the time, the acquisition of Liverpool had been a joint venture with Dubai International Capital.

Subsequently, Xiao Rong looked at the second senior brother of the Pentium Sect with disdain, reached out a hand, and beckoned him over in a provocative gesture.

Xia He had arranged purification measures within the magic array, concealing Taoist techniques within them to draw power from the earth and continuously reinforce the foundation of the castle.