Chapter Thirteen
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“No matter what, I must find out exactly what he discussed with Long in the Sea Forest to ensure White Star’s safety,” Neptune thought silently, a resolute expression settling on his dignified face.
Lanxi’s face flushed deeply in an instant. The notion that rubbing or soaking would not fade or blur the colors made Linghu Zhu believe she was trying to devise a unique way to please the emperor during their private moments.
Disco, dressed flamboyantly, scratched his head wildly, his expression dark and inscrutable.
“How could an ancient martial arts manual fly out from within the Seal Gate? Could it be that for over a thousand years, a master from the Five Great Clans secluded himself behind the Seal Gate just to obtain such a manual?” Shen Feng’s mind flickered with this thought, also recalling what Li Tian once said—that the Five Great Clans rose to prominence thanks to the Seal Gate.
She had been out of the palace for four years already; he had lost her for four years. He did not want to wait another four years. He longed to see her immediately, even if only to hear news of her.
The navy who tried to block them were all easily knocked down by Luffy and the others, barely delaying the Straw Hat crew at all.
The city elder habitually stooped his back, pressing a free hand against his wound as he nodded respectfully to Kuang Sheng who approached.
“White hair, white eyebrows, white eyes—he is already blind and cannot see anyone. It seems physical pain can alleviate his torment. Judging by the scars on his arm, the pain flares up roughly every half month to a month,” Yu Yixing replied, frowning deeply.
“And then?” Simon’s murderous glare gradually faded, but his heavy sword inched closer.
Finally, with Li Mu’s death once again, all his accumulated resurrection points were completely reset, meaning his repair attempts were zeroed out.
The Heavenly Emperor’s face darkened with displeasure. Since ascending the throne, he had never been this enraged.
“What? You wagered the court’s reward with Lord Huan?” Feng Yue was increasingly surprised. To him, the court’s reward was a blessing from heaven, something to accept with joy, not a bargaining chip for a wager.
“Damn it, you dare hit my eye? You’re looking for death!” Feng Jiu shouted, his bruised eye glaring fiercely.
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Seeing Ning Hanxiang’s mother nod in agreement, Liu Yifei finally felt somewhat relieved. Having tangled with Ning Hanxiang so carelessly weighed heavily on him; being able to offer some compensation at least made him feel better.
Within the city gate archway, a turbid vortex of space swirled ceaselessly, engulfing all light attempting to pass through, churning it into a murky orb that made it impossible to see what lay beyond.
“Hey, don’t show that contemptuous expression. Knowing how to avoid danger and preserve oneself is a great wisdom, not to be confused with mere cowardice.”
Fang Bai burst out from one direction, blood dripping from his chest, a foot-long wound deep enough to expose bone, with a sword scar even on his sternum.
“Whirr!” The bowstring was drawn taut, an arrow materializing along the bow, glowing ever brighter.
All faces had grown heavy with solemnity. After days of contact, even Langsi and the others clearly understood that Paul was no man to joke; every word he spoke was true.
Many say Sister Furong is just putting on a show, Li Yuchun is hyped up, Yao Ming is posing, and those celebrities harbor ulterior motives... But I say, if putting on a show can improve the lives of disaster victims even a little, then that show is worth it. If there is good to be done, why not do it?
“Uh, of course not. This time I rushed out and didn’t bring any valuables from home!” Casarola explained.
Lin Rong’s voice was like a splash of cold water on Tang Qu, and it also cooled the nearly quarrelsome fans in the livestream.
After lunch, Zhu Ziqing returned to class, while Chu Yu naturally could not enter with her, so with nothing to do, he went back to the previous classroom.
Both paths of cultivation ultimately lead to the same route; the mortal realm path is arduous at first but powerful later, whereas the sage realm path is easy to start but difficult to advance late.
Ryousuke, in pain, heard the voice and glanced up at Horiike before lowering his head and struggling again.
Although he had finished writing and submitted Kunlun, the serialization was only halfway through, not yet the right time to operate copyright.
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Lin Baibai gazed at the screen where the images shifted with the words from the light bulb: “One gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all tens of thousands,” countless stars dazzling in the vastness, stirring the soul.
A ghost suddenly appeared beside her, intent on eating her, terrifying Wang Jia so much she turned pale, breaking free from the ghost’s grasp and running away.
Qian Yulu rushed over urgently, shielding several elders who stood like background walls, grabbing Sima Qianqian to interrogate her.
Alone, he entered this bloodline inheritance space only to appear in the wilderness, mingling with refugees.
People had thought they saw hope, but that person’s condition seemed increasingly unstable, unable to take charge.
“Wow, I didn’t expect Xiao Zhengzheng to be so formidable,” Shang Mei sat beside, full of admiration.
Though pale as death, Xuan Wuyi’s face radiated intense hatred.
In this dark and bleak time, one day, a piece of heartening news was suddenly announced.
It was indeed terrifying; the nine-layer protective shield on Xue Shisan’s body was down to its last layer, but... it held just long enough.
“Is that really you? I called you last night and again this morning. I’m Fang Qianqian.” Fang Qianqian answered the phone, somewhat moved by the coincidence. Perhaps due to excitement, she bumped her injured leg on the table leg, nearly in agony.
The next day, a decree issued from the Immortal Emperor Palace appointed the resolute Chu Jianfeng as a great general, granting him an Immortal Emperor artifact and a batch of cultivation resources.