Chapter 20

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Bage and Lao Jiu looked up and saw a middle-aged man with shifty eyes standing in front of a thatched hut. It was almost winter, yet he still wore straw sandals and a raincoat made of straw. Sparse strands of yellow beard dangled under his chin, giving him a thoroughly sleazy appearance.

"Instructor, what should we do with the prisoners?" Li Bing asked Long Er, though his eyes were filled with murderous intent. If not for Yingjun’s timely kick, he might have already died at this man’s hands. Just thinking about it made Li Bing break out in a cold sweat.

“My friend, when I say ‘director’s wife,’ don’t insult me. I have nothing to do with murderers,” Yingjun said with a smiling face to Meng Hui.

Everyone was stunned once more. At this moment, no one felt like eating. The question weighing on everyone’s mind was: how did they fall asleep? Where had Gai Nie and Wei Zuo Tianxin gone? And how did Duanmu Rong awaken?

Diao Chan, elegantly dressed and resplendent, arrived before Dong Zhuo’s mansion. As soon as she stepped down from the carriage, she looked up and saw Lü Bu.

After finishing his tasks, it was already noon. Feeling a bit hungry and knowing the fridge was empty, Cheng Lingzhi was too tired to move or go out. Situ Hao Yu had no choice but to call for delivery.

I furrowed my brow slightly, trying to keep my tone even as I asked, “How long will you be staying?” Just now, seeing Shen Susu treat the Liang household as her own, I wondered if she intended to live there.

Upon seeing Princess Ying, Xiao Chengfeng’s previously teasing expression broke into a bright smile. He had racked his brains but never imagined the visitor would be a member of the royal family, let alone a familiar princess.

But the current Diao Chan was not weary in body but exhausted in spirit. She seemed completely spent, as if she had used up half a year’s strength, unable to move through the heavy snowfall.

He was showering in the bathroom; I listened to the rushing water and suddenly vivid, scandalous images flashed through my mind, flushing my ears red with embarrassment.

They were quite hopeful—if by chance one of them were lucky enough to gain the recognition of the Spirit Fire in public.

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Before Mu Qixue could react, Lin Tian grabbed her hand and dripped the fresh blood onto the crown of Taotian Hou.

Zhao Ningning stood inside the empty house, which contained only water pipes and electrical wiring, recalling how someone had once proposed to her here. She felt deeply moved.

Facing the provocations of Yamamoto Shinmu time and again, he always chose to ignore them. But now, pretending to care, he extended his exam deadline by three days. He was not so foolish as to believe Yamamoto’s intentions were benign—there was definitely a plot afoot.

“You…” Han Luoli was speechless, staring wide-eyed at Liao Sicheng.

Qin Yuchuan thought simply: since he married her, she was his wife. Treating her well was natural, as essential as eating and dressing.

Hearing the name Zhao Lao, Yi Xia finally understood—the host’s surname was Zhao, a name he had heard before. If all the great families here could rival the Chen family in status and wealth, then the Zhao family must be among them.

In the Soldiers’ Nation, there was a military academy dedicated to training special forces, mercenaries, and cultivating officers.

Upon hearing the call, the heart of Master Bailing, already fractured, trembled, and she involuntarily raised her head toward the blood-clad cultivator not far away.

Outside the cave entrance was a valley, mostly open land suitable for farming. At the valley’s end was a towering cliff shrouded in rolling clouds. It was indeed a well-hidden place.

Though they acknowledged Ye Chu’s talent as the best in history, leaping directly from elite upper ninja to the pinnacle of shadow level, or even beyond, was a leap of realms.

Following the river downstream, they entered a narrow gorge where the mountains loomed grander and the water was more enchanting. Ahead lay Dayu Spring and Zeng Family Rock.

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“Stabilize your injury now; I will kill them immediately,” Ren Yuanzi’s eyes blazed with killing intent as he spoke to Tian Yuanzi. Then, a shockwave rippled through the space around him, and he vanished.

“…Alright, I agree,” Jiang Qilong said reluctantly, nodding. He intended to get through this hurdle first; matters to come could be handled later. At worst, he would find a hidden place to hide, making it impossible for Gao Fei to find him for life.

At this moment, no one in the entire city was destined to be bored or lonely. Many speculated about the upcoming grand gathering, while the many invited geniuses quietly discussed or prepared for something.

Cao Pi was unaware that in Cao Xiu’s memorial, self-reproach filled every line. The consequences of defeat were reported, but the exact cause of failure remained unclear.

The two great formations reinforced each other, their combined might surging. Meanwhile, the black giant fighting the golden giant began to emit a blood-black glow, its strength greatly enhanced.

The barbecue shop owner was so frightened his legs went weak. While serving food, he trembled nervously. After setting down the plates, he dashed away like he was being hunted, sprinting hundreds of meters in an instant.

Though they could not stop the alien insect horde, they no longer faced being overwhelmed by sheer numbers as before. The insects still expanded outward, but their growth had clearly slowed.

On either side of the rear gate stood Titan maintenance racks, one on the left and one on the right, positioned along the corridor behind the gate.

Although Yingchun was dull-witted, she was not foolish and could tell who treated her well. Seeing no room for negotiation, she sat dazed on the ground. Two of her three souls were gone, leaving only three of the seven spirits remaining.