Volume 1, Chapter 59: Undress and Bathe, There is Serious Business to Attend To

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A sharp pain surged from his back, and Louis's consciousness was fading rapidly. His weary eyes fluttered for a moment before closing slowly.
Over the past three days, Three Swords City had not only seen the arrival of many young NPCs, but also a considerable number of player parties. These were mostly solo players, rather than just exploration teams hailing from the Nameless Mountain Valley player base.
Flustered and at a loss, she stammered, "I..." She lowered her head in panic, momentarily unsure of how to reply.
A sea of flames soared into the sky, accompanied by endless explosions. The streets were filled with frenzied monsters and fleeing humans.
"Mister, are you alright..." She rushed forward. This time, her inquiry wasn't about her younger brother, whose even breathing clearly indicated he had merely fainted, but rather the mister, whose lips were stained a dark, purplish black, a clear sign of poisoning.
Elliott, encased in ice, shattered the solid frost and roared out in fury, but it was too late—Liu Jun had already departed.
He did not believe she would be so kind-hearted. Having just been spoken to in that manner, he knew very well that Lilita was someone who cared deeply about her pride. Since he had humiliated her like that, her sudden appearance now to offer an apology made her motives highly suspicious.
A single expansion pack felt like an entirely realistic fantasy world. Not only was the game's lore background intricate and massive, but even obscure historical anecdotes could be unearthed within it.
Tao Xi only then realized she was holding Liang Yan's hand and let go in fright. The moment she wanted to say something, her foot slipped, and she instinctively grabbed onto him again.
"To hell with this saint! I traveled thousands of miles all the way from the South China Sea just to make me deal with this kind of crap? Are you out of your mind?" A lean and robust fellow cursed as he emerged from the corner, pointing a finger at a spot in the woods and giving it a classic continental friendly gesture.
"Or perhaps you'd prefer to commit suicide?" Ji Weng asked with a cheerful smile, looking entirely accommodating and easy to talk to.
At that moment, an opening suddenly appeared at the top of the room. A beam of emerald light flashed in, and then the hole closed immediately.
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Although the King of Hell desperately wished for Can Rong to be buried along with his son, Can Rong and Shang Yan were individuals personally banished by the Heavenly Emperor, watched over constantly by the celestial realm. It was better for him not to lay a hand on such people.
Venerable Tiankong, in order to save Lin Yanrou, was forced to relinquish his control over the spatial rift. With a swirl of his body, he transformed into a blue flash of light, and when he reappeared, he had already blocked all the sword qi across Fancheng.
By noon, Song Yi'an truly could not walk another step. Helian Yi did not urge her on, allowing her to rest against a stone wall while thoughtfully offering her dry rations and water.
The faces of Jiang Fu and the others had turned pitch black. They stared in disbelief at the man, and then collectively cast murderous glares toward Song Junlin's direction, heavy with unspoken questions.
The four individuals from the three major super factions did not linger in these areas. They bypassed the treasures piled up on the sides and hurried toward the depths of the grand hall.
Having learned of the upheaval in the Lin family, Lin Yanru grew even more cautious. He settled his tea bill, then went to a clothing store and purchased a black robe to drape over himself.
Duanmu Wuji's expression flickered with uncertainty. This mask was undoubtedly possessed by Black Rose, identical in every way to the ones worn by Black Rose members he had encountered when leading troops to suppress them in the past. The lingering injury from when he was wounded was still there—how could he possibly not recognize it?
Humans driving spirits to protect themselves was an extremely common practice. Spirits possessed supernatural abilities that humans lacked. With the help of spirits, humans could become stronger. Thus, a saying circulated widely among the common folk: "He who wins the loyalty of the spirit king wins the world." Consequently, many rulers consumed by a lust for power offered exorbitant sums to seek out spirit kings.
Hearing Long Tian say he would take her along, Tan Qiyan happily kissed Long Tian on the cheek. Realizing once again that she had acted too boldly, she quickly scurried off to the side, nervously twisting the hem of her clothes.
Otherwise, all the etiquette lessons Zhang Tianyang had specially tailored for her over the past few days would have gone down the drain.
Judging by his words, it seemed we were about to engage in a battle of life and death, where the two sides would fight to the bitter end regardless of victory or defeat. Since that was the case, what was the point of exchanging names? In any case, come tomorrow sunrise, one side of us would surely be wiped out entirely.
The blue smoke above Jingdu City had risen to its peak, and cracks had already appeared at the highest point, with the sun on the verge of breaking through.
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As soon as they went downstairs, Old Jiu began to complain, asking why they didn't stay for dinner at Qu Hao's place before leaving and why they were in such a rush.
If Jing Jian had been standing nearby at that moment, he would surely have broken out in a torrential sweat. Perhaps Kent had been brainwashed a bit too successfully, as this was starting to sound a little like a pyramid scheme.
"Regret? I think the one who should regret is you! Just wait until we beat you into submission!" Hearing Moyian's words, Jian Ao said with a look of utter disdain.
A glowing eye appeared outside the window, casting a single glance inside before a massive body, moving as if in slow motion, slowly drifted away from the window.
Yet there was one thing that puzzled Tang Chong: wasn't it rumored that this Mount Corinth was infested with werewolves and vampires?
Her eyes began to redden, and her voice choked with emotion. Having been an orphan since birth, birthdays held very little meaning for her. Back at the orphanage, due to the large number of children, a single bowl of noodles on one's birthday was considered quite good. Once she left the orphanage, she was constantly busy studying and making money—how could she possibly have the leisure time and money to celebrate a birthday?
"My Buddha moves freely through both realms without hindrance; the deeper one enters, the more thoroughly one sees through it. Without enduring trials and tempering oneself within the fires of hell, how can one ever reach the Western Paradise?" Kongyin wore a look of compassionate sorrow.
The funeral of the two lords could no longer be postponed, and it was therefore decreed that all retainers, regardless of distance, must immediately rush to Matsugami Castle to pay their respects. Anyone who failed to arrive by the deadline would be treated as a rebel by the clan and hunted down, with no exceptions made for any reason or person.
Her lower body was unbearably swollen with desire, but since they were currently in a car, intimacy was out of the question. He could only respond to her while driving. Finding a hotel belonging to his own corporation, he scooped up Yan Mumu in his arms and strode inside.
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