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The main experts in the film are none other than Yan Chixia, the Tree Demoness, and the Black Mountain Old Demon. Yet, if one sets aside their magical spells, the actual destructive power they can wield is actually quite limited.

But now, having offended everyone who could be offended, there’s no choice but to meet force with force and counter water with earth.

The next morning, I rose at half past five. Early to bed, early to rise. I went upstairs to the second floor to freshen up, then hurried downstairs to offer three incense sticks to the Patriarch of the Three Pure Ones. After that, I lit three more for my master’s spirit tablet.

Kyle and Olina wouldn’t know how to respond. Their status meant they couldn’t possibly be privy to the inside story, and for them, from the very day they were named as Quiana’s bodyguards, she had always been this way.

At that thought, Tian Qi tensed all over. I’ve seen faction wars before; in large-scale PK battles, casualties are reduced to mere numbers. Could they afford such losses?

After accepting Song Jiajia’s friend request, she immediately transferred 2,500 yuan to me.

However, this doesn’t change one fact: these people share a common trait—they are all murderers! This allowed Ye Mo to compete without any hesitation, without fear of causing injury or death.

“Gabriel’s target is the people of Lei Kingdom. Don’t block his path, retreat!” someone shouted, then immediately fled.

“Not the wet nurse, nor you—could there be someone else?” Pei Qin raised an eyebrow, casting a sidelong glance at Qian Wanxiu.

Therefore, now I think this matter must be told to her; otherwise, if the emperor strikes, the Xie family is doomed.

He picked up the mechanical watch from the coffee table, slipped it onto his wrist, then reached for his glasses—but his hand froze midair.

I deeply agreed with Zhong Qiu’s words. The next time I see the four of them, they will surely have reached an even higher level.

The raucous shouting immediately darkened Mo Fengwu’s expression. She stared unflinchingly at the group before her, showing no fear.

“Yan Mountain Sect—what kind of sect is it? Is it large?” Liu Qingyi’s heart sank. She recalled how the man had just displayed spiritual pressure so overwhelming she couldn’t even lift her head. She had wanted to find an opportunity to test him, only to realize he was someone well-connected.

Before, the eerie front gate of the Ghost Spirit Sect was permeated with a thick, stubborn stench of blood that would not dissipate.

“Listen to Qi Tian. Everyone longs to return home. The beast tribe’s Stone can go where it’s already been proven!” Ji Zilan interjected.

After some thought, the corpse of ‘Yun Qianjun’ must have been dead for nearly a century.

At a single glance just now, it was clear that all of these thousands were above the Immortal Venerable realm! What’s going on? Their family, Tian Kuang, when did they gather so many masters beyond the Immortal Venerable level?

When Qiao Ning woke, seeing her surroundings, she lifted the covers several times, then froze as if petrified, tears swirling in her eyes.

Before the system upgrade, it had said my body was abnormal, temporarily regressed to the state of an ordinary person.

Laughter echoed from inside the hall—Fang Heng’s laughter—but no words followed. At this moment, Fang Heng’s gaze turned to Zhou Tong beside him.

Lu Baiyan silently reproached himself. Recently, he’d been so busy he hadn’t even had time to care about the children’s school affairs, nor had he noticed why his usually obedient son had recently grown so intensely resentful of those around him.

Liu Dong couldn’t buy in contiguous plots, only piece by piece. Master An was the same; no one easily sold houses in demolition zones.

Just then, Yan Xiuzhe’s phone lit up with a message from Han Chen.

“Sis-in-law, I will take my troops to Hanzhong,” Chen Xiu said. “At present, many units have already relocated there, including Northwest United University.” By now, Taiyuan had fallen; those units originally relocated to Taiyuan were moving further inward.

“If it’s just dust, that’s one thing—it only affects the taste. But if there are pesticides or mold, drinking it could cause illness,” Cheng Xiyu said.

Chen Fei no longer came home often, and the money he earned couldn’t be sent back promptly; those 300 yuan were indeed urgently needed.

She now had no time even for her two sons—just managing her grandson and grandnephew kept her thoroughly occupied.

“Qianxi, you get up first,” Fei Haoran said, stunned upon arrival. He had just casually gone to the restroom—how had such a huge problem arisen?

It’s said that Englishmen like to show off, but Sumu thought that wasn’t quite right—anyone dressed like that would seem pretentious. No help for it; the outfit was just too handsome.

Recalling Professor Min’s gaze, You Jiaxin admitted she felt some lingering fear… she wasn’t sure if Professor Min had noticed You Jiaxin suddenly appearing in the ninth row.

Thinking this, Guan Chuqi suddenly shook her head vigorously. How could she think that way? She would never give up on Jiang Lijun.

Shao Le looked at her in surprise, suddenly realizing that Solian was actually a philosopher.

Rong Jin didn’t even need to guess—it was clear she had failed to seduce the prince, angering him. This drama had played out repeatedly in Jiangnan; if it had been in the capital, countless lives would have been lost.

Indeed, only flying swords of Lingbao level and above could carry their owners without consuming any spiritual power, possessing some autonomy to absorb spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

Having said all this, Lin Man ignored the increasingly loud curses behind her and strode out of the Lin family courtyard.

Fu Huaian, dressed in a suit and tie, still looked every bit the elite. The gift he brought for Xie Fanfan was a very cute music box.

Xu Chen could almost see the surging river filled with all manner of bloody and fierce energies, enveloped in an evil aura that made all living beings tremble and submit. The Huai Ghost Li Lun appeared before him ferociously.

As he spoke, Li Sanniang’s black eyes fixed unwaveringly on the colorful silk-covered bed, tears glimmering faintly, reflecting scattered points of light.

Thomas said, “Come, put it on my truck—I’ll help you transport it!” Thomas was driving a camper truck modified from a Toyota Hilux; otherwise, he couldn’t have carried all these goods.