Volume 1 Chapter 27 How About I Play Matchmaker for You?

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More and more uncontrollable events were likely to happen tonight. What could she do to ensure that both she and her son remained unscathed?
"Your Majesty..." The slight sense of disappointment Lin Su had been feeling vanished without a trace. She looked at Si Yue with a blushing face and then lowered her head.
He was certain that if it weren't for the sake of getting along better on set, Chu Luoxi wouldn't care at all what others said, let alone go through the trouble of putting on such a time-consuming performance just to entertain everyone.
She felt so cowardly for running away without even putting up a fight; it was truly a disgrace to the phoenix clan. Ziyan covered her face with her wings, looking like a defeated rooster.
"Grandpa, there are still quite a few snow ferrets surviving in the valley." When Meng Tiechui saw Hu Zhiyong, he hurriedly shared this good news.
The carriage was still jolting; what should she do? Should she just let this Ouyang Jun stay sprawled on top of her until her pressure points automatically released?
In the woods, a robust man firmly caught an arrow shot from the official road. With a flick of his fingers, he retrieved a wax pellet from the fletching, then forcefully drove the arrow into the trunk of a tree behind him before vanishing silently into the darkness.
"Director Ni, hello, I am Chu Luoxi!" In the spirit of social etiquette, although she knew the other party must recognize her, Chu Luoxi still felt it was polite to introduce herself.
This guy was truly blessed but didn't know it. Countless artists would kill for such backing, yet Xu Xu had the leisure to worry about other things.
A hero on the battlefield is not necessarily a victor in the political arena. For the success of the revolution, paying a price is to be expected. When the Long March reached Le Duan's office, he voiced his thoughts.
Seeing his chance, Bashan Shi moved with the speed of an eagle's talons, clawing directly at Ling Xiaozi’s back. It seemed Ling Xiaozi would no longer be able to evade the strike.
Li Shishi lay in her bedroom watching soap operas for a while, but when Xiang Tianyu still didn't show up, she drifted off to sleep.
The fierce specter grew weaker, its eyes fixed on the Azure Dragon Guardian and the others. It roared to the heavens and lashed out with its massive tail. Gu Fengling leaped up, bracing his long sword to block the blow, while the other five great swordsmen thrust their blades into the specter’s body, unleashing a surge of sword qi.

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After that, Lu Lu gazed at the sky; it was pitch black, like thick, impenetrable ink that required more than just a drop of clear water to wash away.
Qin Xiao had no time to arrange hotel accommodations for these people; the drifters had to build their own shelters, even if it meant mooching off the existing space.
Martial arts techniques on Mars were far better preserved than those on the wasteland planet. With access to countless high-level techniques and more refined cultivation methods, the overall strength gap between the humans of Mars and the wasteland was vast.
"Fine, I agree to any condition. Just stay away from the edge." Li Shishi's nervousness made Xiang Sicheng incredibly happy; it seemed his goal had been achieved, and Li Shishi clearly still cared about him.
"You scoundrel." Unable to say anything else, Emperor Qinghe stomped his feet in anger when faced with An Ning's interrogation.
It could be said that even without using his life-bound flying sword or any sword techniques, Qin Tian’s hand-to-hand combat prowess was not inferior to any peak Golden Core cultivator who had mastered top-tier battle skills.
Li Zhichen said nothing more and thrust his long sword forward. Gu Du Chang Jian’s expression chilled as he countered with his own cold blade. Li Zhichen moved with agility, striking repeatedly, forcing Gu Du Chang Jian to retreat. Hearing the sounds of battle, the Master of Dragon Temple and the others exchanged glances and stepped forward.
"Yes, yes." The bodyguard hadn't expected Hao Zhequan to be this furious, so he hurried off to prepare the car.
The nearby Pegasus tribe and the Ape Demon tribe were all drawn by the changes at the Immortal Tree and gathered behind Shumao.
Everyone was astonished. "Cabbage Beauty" didn't even notice the tea spilling from her hand. After a long moment, she swallowed hard and looked nervously at Murong Duan; she could see the cold, expressionless eyes of Murong Duan erupting with fury.
However, they did not know that Xiao Fei had the "bug" known as the Great Eagle, which had already detected their presence.
No matter who it was, realizing that the strength they had spent their entire life striving for was merely a speck of dust compared to their enemy would be unbearable, perhaps even impossible to accept.
In fact, the list of appointments discussed at the meeting was provided by the major powers themselves. Each country had at least two spots, and the individuals had to be at least at the peak of Jonin level, or even Kage level, because the Kage level was the true command core.

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The people playing mahjong saw the icy, frost-like expression on Tian Tian’s beautiful face and immediately stood up to take their leave.
The chief of the Earth-Underworld tribe frantically clawed through the rubble, as if losing his mind, until he found a piece of jade with only two words carved on it.
Seeing the words on the tombstone, we were all stunned. What was going on? Why did it say "Tomb of Tang Xing"?
A tiger's roar! The tourists stopped in their tracks and looked around, their previously excited faces turning pale.
Early the next morning, Wang Qiang walked out of the inn. The sky had cleared; the eastern horizon was still filled with clouds, and the sun hid behind them, casting rays of golden light that painted the morning glow a deep crimson.
Although it seemed heartless to leave immediately after being saved, Mu Jinyue knew that while a life-saving grace was impossible to repay, she could not afford to let emotions dictate her actions at this moment.
Once Lafu finished speaking, everyone present nodded, though they were still in the process of gathering intelligence, and no concrete measures had been formulated yet.
He had no idea that Wang Qiang, influenced by the information explosion of a later era, could dish out all sorts of flattery with ease.
Even among legendary powerhouses, there were differences in strength. In the New Continent alone, there were no fewer than ten legendary mages. Yet, the Witch King sat firmly in the New Continent, showing not a shred of respect to them; he conducted his experiments and wrote his reports as he pleased.