Chapter 22: Debugging

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Unsure of what to do, the towering and imposing figure, dressed in terrifying ceremonial attire, wandered here, only to be torn apart by a flash of golden light in an instant.
Lan Xiuxiu, naturally intelligent, after calming down to think, found many doubts in Liang Dong’s words. Remembering the rumored intimate relationship between Liang Dong and Zhang Bu within the sect, and seeing Zhang Bu’s gruesome death, she roughly pieced together the truth behind the matter.
Wu Xing considered taking his own life, but immediately realized that with his current loss of cultivation, the most he could do was to stab himself; yet as long as his body remained, he would still transform into the zombie before his eyes.
Dugu Yu’s demonic sound consumed an immense amount of magical spirit power. Seeing the two fight while retreating, their frenzied attacks shifted into cautious defense, seeking the perfect moment to deliver a decisive blow.
“Let me go!” Zheng Keke struggled, while Lü Feiyang, blood boiling, got up and rushed toward Li Zhi.
Yang Yujuan, her makeup more confident than before, swept through the workshop like an autumn wind blowing away fallen leaves.
Liue Xixi sighed inwardly; if Zhao E had even half the tact and grace of the old lady, she wouldn’t have been bullied in her in-laws’ house to the point of being unable to utter a single word.
Who would choose to jump ship and change jobs at a time like this? Recruiters were too lazy to go out looking for people; sitting in the office with the air conditioning was much better. Besides, after the massive recruitment in May and early June, most factories were already fully staffed.
“That’s the same everywhere—civilians can’t win against officials, and the common people always end up being bullied by them,” the boss’s wife said disdainfully.
Huang Mingming deeply understood the mystique of the arts; legends spoke of certain Taoist practitioners who could, without effort, harmonize with heaven and earth and communicate with all things.
Chen Xianmeng shook off the distractions from his mind, took a deep breath, and stepped onto the first rung of the staircase.
Star City, with only about a dozen wealthy families in total, was nonetheless one of the main battlegrounds for various factions’ disputes.
The first thing both sides did upon regaining their senses was to clash fiercely, resulting in a clear outcome: the entire Xiao Tian battle group was pinned to the ground and mercilessly defeated, with the remaining Xiao Tian soldiers visibly disappearing and dying.
Changsun Huan and Wang Ping’an rode together in a carriage. Having just met Wang Ping’an, they hadn’t interacted much, but after seeing him chat happily with his father last night, Changsun Huan began to pay more attention to him.

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This was a very strict prohibition; senior warriors who fought in the bustling city center would be wanted by both the Warriors’ Association and the authorities.
Tree demons were difficult to detect with the naked eye when inactive. Other team members also failed to notice the presence of that tree demon.
At a corner of a distant building, a strikingly handsome, youthful face appeared unexpectedly. A pair of shiny black eyes were secretly watching the boy practicing martial arts. Old Man Xu seemed to sense something and looked over, causing the black eyes to shrink back as if frightened.
Such a spiritual stone was worth over five thousand taels of silver in the Tianyuan Sect and was in short supply.
Yi Man sneered coldly. I nodded, ignited the red demonic fire in one hand, and gripped the crimson demon sword in the other as I advanced toward him.
Bai Ye entering the main hall was no big deal, but if he discovered the situation outside, Fang Yuxin dared not imagine whether he would be swayed.
Fortunately, Elder Yuan was no ordinary man. In terms of combat experience, he far surpassed Yang Tiexin. Having lived for a thousand years, no matter how formidable Yang Tiexin was, he could never deliver a fatal blow to Elder Yuan.
Loneliness and darkness are often the deadliest weapons to defeat the weak, yet I have a profound understanding of the darkness before me. Dongyang Juba.
Feng Du found it incredible. What on earth was that old bastard thinking? To even regard me as a master like that?
A pair of eyes flickered with ghostly blue flames. With a shake of the hand, the chained blade sections retracted one by one, forming a black bone knife.
Huowu shot Fire Tian a glance, utterly ignoring him, and sat to Xiao Feng’s left, chattering away.
Now, while everyone was gossiping, they also began to speculate: who was this person who slapped the face of the second son of the Rong family? What kind of background did he have?
Most believed that Duan Ling Tian was persuaded by Fire Peak’s leader ‘Cha Bai’ to defect from ‘Wood Peak’ and join ‘Fire Peak.’ As for the ‘bet,’ it was merely a ruse to deceive others.
Apart from sentries carrying guns, the self-defense team members who had just finished eating were completely unarmed.

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Although starting a mission required first paying a ghost crystal, the entire mission department was still operating at a loss.
The evolutionary path they discovered was to evolve a beast called the Thunderball from silver grade to gold grade.
No matter how disgusted Bai Lu felt, she had to endure the perverted hand; today’s mission could not afford any mistakes.
Lin Mo, who was encountering this kind of corpse up close for the first time, after an initial shock, was overwhelmed by nausea that surged through his entire body, nearly causing him to vomit.
The letter required signatures from researchers of deputy director rank or above from two departments, jointly recommending the matter.
Everyone’s hearts suddenly sank, feeling a terrifying pressure wash over them, instantly dissipating their gathered fighting spirit.
She couldn’t speak recklessly—who knew if the person before her was an undercover agent? Or a spy arranged by Comrade Lao Li to test her?
Lin Mo didn’t even need to check his wife’s phone; just from her voice, he knew she was investigating the Guangxu Tongbao coin matter.
The doctor’s conclusion was that it was not serious, just a slow recovery illness, which was draining and required patience and rest. He should stay for three days of observation.
Though he hadn’t yet determined which faction Yi Tian came from, if he wanted to eliminate him, now was undoubtedly the best opportunity.
The Blood-Weeping Blade floated in the air, its blade slightly raised in a taunting gesture, like a proud rooster lifting its head disdainfully at the Endless Blade.