121 Coaches, time to get to work! 6

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This bracelet was truly far too precious to her—so precious that she worried about it far more than she worried about herself.

This bracelet was truly far too precious to her—so precious that she worried about it far more than she worried about herself.

Gu Zichen opened the car door and watched her get in. After closing the door securely, he waved goodbye. Only after the car had driven away did he finally relax and turn back toward the building.

Perhaps it was Yu Mengmeng’s imagination, but she felt that Red Pearl’s voice was gradually losing its former vitality, becoming weary and desolate.

“Don’t say that, Sister. Without you mediating and maintaining the balance on the planet, it would probably have fallen into chaos long ago,” Xie Yufei said with a smile.

This speed had unquestionably surpassed that of light. Those ribbons, one after another, were in fact planets countless light-years away from themselves. They seemed close enough to touch, yet in truth they were distances that even a lifetime could scarcely cross.

His heartbeat returned to normal, and the doctor wiped away his sweat. At last, they had pulled him back from the brink of death.

Why wait any longer to leave? Bai Fan had originally intended to pin the blame on Zhen first, which was why he had shouted so loudly. But now his plans had been disrupted.

Disappointed, Taylor was about to leave the harbor, hoping that by tomorrow morning he would be able to see the young people returning from there. As he walked along the harbor, however, he caught sight of a familiar figure.

Watching the messenger ride off at a steady trot, the two men also dismounted and sat down on the ground. They picked up their water skins and gulped down several mouthfuls before breaking open their sesame flatbreads and devouring them.

“With Big Brother here, even if I try to make my presence felt, it amounts to nothing. This Black-Yellow Battle Banner is the greatest tool I have for making myself noticed.” Cang Jianlong immediately waved the Black-Yellow Battle Banner, coordinating the various battle teams.

Just as the seventh-level Soul-Destroying Cannon was about to descend, Luo Yutian and Long’er reacted almost instantly. The power of the Heavenly Dragon erupted, and Luo Yutian indirectly strengthened his own spiritual power.

“Do you understand, or do I? How old are you? What could you possibly know? Go notify your brother-in-law. The two of you have been busy all day and still don’t know when to stop? Go together!” After saying this, Pei Renji returned to the rear hall.

“Remember to come back early tonight.” When Shen Feng reached the doorway, he heard Qin Man’s lingering voice from behind.

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“You weren’t here before, so you wouldn’t know. Back then, nearly everyone’s social-media feed was filled with photographs of this or that online merchant posing with Obama,” Pan Peiyu said.

After weathering countless storms in Zhongzhou, Chu Ming now looked back on what had happened at Star Academy. In his eyes, it was no different from children playing house.

Fan Tian sneered at the brother and sister standing before him. After saying one more sentence, he waved his hand.

With that, he was about to attack, but the Sovereign merely flicked his hand, sending the teacup flying and forcing Demon King Li into a corner. His right hand was struck hard enough to bleed, showing just how much force the cup had carried. For a moment, even he found it difficult to withstand.

Luo Yutian’s cultivation had recently improved considerably, and the range of his spiritual perception had expanded to roughly forty li.

In their desperation, the two could only stealthily pinch Ye Gu on the lower back. It did not hurt, but it successfully conveyed their meaning.

Pang Ran blinked. His expression was utterly relaxed as he spoke, as though the useless fool despised by everyone were someone else entirely.

It was bitterly cold, yet she had to wear a ceremonial dress meant for summer. Fortunately, ancient clothing was thick, layered one piece over another, and Zijin had taken every precaution against the cold. Even so, she could barely endure it. The bamboo grove was filled with biting chill, leaving her shivering from head to toe. But she could not tremble before the camera. She had to hold herself steady—gritting her teeth and enduring it.

Seeing the enormous hole that had been smashed open, the group stared in shock for a moment before climbing out through it without hesitation.

Although she was exhausted to the extreme, the Grand Princess was in high spirits. Gazing at the faint light of dawn outside, countless scenes from her memories flashed through her mind. Some were so ancient that merely recalling them brought an old tear to the corner of her eye.

Only then did Zijin nod. There was no use panicking now; the palace was not a place where just anyone could intervene.

After hearing Tao Ming’s words, Mu Yi immediately defended himself. What he said was indeed the truth: he truly had nothing whatsoever to do with Qing Ling.

What Jin Lao had first noticed were Golden Fang and the Withered-Faced Ghost Mother, because the two possessed the highest cultivation. After them came Pan Qing and War King Cang Wu. As for Ye Lingyue, she was the youngest, but the divine mark on her forehead was unusual, so Jin Lao gave her a few extra glances.

The reason she had not gone after him was that she needed to take care of the most important matter first. Otherwise, a vicious dog whose leash was held by someone else could be killed today, only for another to arrive tomorrow. But that did not mean she would let the dog leave once it came barking at her door. It all depended on whether Yang Yizun knew how to behave today.

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Just as the four prodigies were rushing up the mountainside of Illusory Demon Mountain, a feather drifted down from thin air and floated lightly toward them, landing before the four of them.

At that moment, Su Ke was queuing at a distant window to collect his meal. With the cafeteria crowded and noisy, he failed to notice the dispute involving Lu Yixian for the time being.

Jiang Chen shuddered. He thought of Gou Yue, then of the Heavenly Demon’s Weeping, and then of Yun Qi. For a moment, his mood became extraordinarily complicated.

After cultivating through several fortuitous opportunities, the force he could unleash with his physical body alone was already comparable to that of the upper stage of the Innate Realm.

“Report to the Red Refinement Battlefield within ten days. Otherwise, bear the consequences yourself!” Yan Yuzhen looked at Zhang Zuoshan and spoke coldly.

What he had not expected was that Ye Yuan would reach the Ninth Heaven of True Divinity in a mere few hundred years, catching up with him in realm.

He could not help falling into deep thought. If I were Su Ke, standing on that platform, how would I fight him?

After preparing food for their dragonhawk companions, the dark-elf archers finally sat down beside the dragonhawks and began eating their dry rations.

As if to reinforce her words, an eagle’s cry rang out from the Northern Palace family. Then an eagle dove from the direction of the rear mountain toward the main gate. When they saw the person seated upon it, Northern Palace Xiong and the others all felt their pupils contract.

The Demon God Mephistopheles, who had shouted until his throat was hoarse, sat up helplessly. His eyes were filled with resentment as he glared at Roger.

The moment Lin Yu finished speaking, a bolt of heavenly wrath descended from above Peter’s head. In an instant, Peter was reduced to ashes.

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