You are about to fly up to the branches and turn into a phoenix!

I lowered my head, suppressing the discomfort in my heart, packed the drum into the box, and hurried out of the dormitory. Unexpectedly, Tang Bao casually gave the spot to Liang Jiayi with just a few light words?

The office of Zhiyun Technology is located on the twenty-eighth floor of the Insurance Tower. Thanks to the high floor and the fact that the Insurance Tower belongs to the Linhai office buildings, Xu Shenxue’s office boasts an excellent view.

After having lunch at the Xiao family’s residence, Gu Yang and Gu Jin were pulled by Tong Wan, one on each side, to stroll in the garden.

The man looked flattered and quickly stepped closer, rubbing his hands together with a mysterious expression as he began to speak.

Seeing this, Liang Sanxi stood up and waved them away, as Zhao Mengsheng’s behavior might interfere with the upcoming mission.

“After we marry, you won’t need to be a teacher anymore. How much can one earn teaching in a township school? My monthly salary of three thousand two hundred yuan is enough to support our family of five plus my parents. You can rest assured on that front.”

The box opened to reveal various A-grade talismans, healing medicines, and defensive tools—items rare and precious outside.

“However, since that old Taoist named Ji Guangbei has joined the capture squad, he is under my command and must obey my orders!” Chen Gong stroked his beard, feeling that acquiring a master of soft power was truly a blessing.

Shen Wan also knew the hope was slim. In her previous life, she hadn’t heard of anyone from the Yan household still alive. Although Xie Jingyan had rebelled in the northwest in her former life, and she knew the Eighth Prince and Fourth Uncle had joined him, she only knew of one Lord Chen; the others remained unknown to her.

Half a year passed again. The Fifth Mining District remained calm, without the spiritual beast invasion that Gui Bao had predicted. In fact, after the disciples in the Fierce Beast Valley were wiped out, no large spiritual beasts attacked the mining district again.

Under Shuimen’s leadership, the large Leaf Village army slowly advanced. Meanwhile, the Cloud Ninja forces had just set out. Between the two great ninja villages, a duel long brewing was about to ignite. One side was fully prepared, while the other had just finished a grueling war. Which side would claim victory this time?

The phone always failed to connect, and several times it was even diverted to a blacklist. Everything was fine when I left home that morning—so why was this happening?

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After treatment by the doctor and Jiang Yujin’s own efforts, she could now speak simple words, though it was still quite laborious.

Everyone nodded in agreement: “If that’s the case, it’s acceptable.” Over the past month, the military had expanded significantly, doubling the forces of the Sizhou troops. While it was manageable before, the lack of weapons, armor, and equipment had now become a glaring problem.

This was truly a headache for Lian Wanxin. The materials her brother provided were very helpful, but since this concerned her life for the next four years and even beyond, she vacillated between two universities, University A and University F.

That’s right, he wanted to give her a surprise—but if she didn’t even come, the surprise would lose all meaning.

No one went to see Pan Jianjun and the pitiful Pan Yifei Song Quan lying on the ground. Pan Jianjun stood awkwardly in place, unwilling to show displeasure, wearing a helpless smile like a waiter.

Rearranging the formation required time, and it had to be ensured that no cultivators from other sects attacked during this period. If other sects discovered the rearrangement, Wanqian Sect would be finished.

However, Zhong Xiang’s shield was covered with three layers of rawhide, inlaid with steel iron leaves weighing ten pounds. Most people would struggle to hold it up with one hand, but Zhong Xiang, possessing great strength, advanced fiercely, striking with the shield.

With such poor innate hardware, what good were combat readiness, stress response, or battle instinct—even if present?

The Empress Dowager summoned Liu Zhong early, taking all the glory upon herself. She never neglected such tactics.

After Qiu Di walked away, Gui Ye helped her to a side seat in the main hall, then took out a letter from her sleeve.

The next day, June 7th, was the second day that Meng Zhong, Meng Hu, and Meng Sui stayed at the village residence.

Xue Ze lay weakly in the flowing water, using the cold stream to slowly harmonize the chaotic pulse within his body.

During the fall, Liskandon uttered his curse, but the demon dragon Bradin exhaled purple dragon breath, striking him head-on and pulverizing him amidst the dragon breath and molten lava.

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The Taoist Association Director holds a very high status within the Taoist Association, able to intervene even in decisions made by the Association Chairman, standing almost on equal footing with him.

Under normal circumstances, he would refuse to do anything even if beaten to death, but this time Wang Bingkun offered them ten thousand.

In most cases, this was true. However, a few guards of the Chief Protector, after being knocked down, still tried to attack Lian Po, only to be killed on the spot once their faces were revealed.

The night watchmen were overcome by waves of magical incense, as natural and subtle as a breeze, yet none of this escaped Xue Ze’s senses. Someone sneaked over the rooftops, arriving silently—everything still within the Marquis King’s hearing.

The narrow mountain path, about two hundred meters long, was usually crossed with just a couple of runs, but Zhang Wei bit his teeth and ran desperately, feeling as if the road stretched endlessly.

“Yes, yes!” Sweat broke out on Selei’s forehead because just moments ago, a flicker of psychic power from Ryan gave him a sudden feeling of facing death.

“I just want to say, good luck!” Ryan stepped forward, lightly patting the man’s shoulder, then stepped back, smiling ambiguously.

Wang Er still shook his head half in disbelief, saying, “Let me think about it for a while.” Hearing this, Feicui felt a glimmer of hope and began to show herself more in front of Wang Er to attract his attention.

Since the appearance of the Mountain Star from the Four Systems of Peace and Prosperity, no meetings had been held in the thirteenth month. The upcoming conference was the first. Countless people were anxious, tossing and turning at night, wondering what it all meant.