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Taking advantage of the opponent's negligence, Huang Yaojie, having successfully landed a blow, prepared to repeat his trick and put his next plan into action. He drew out a silvery-white alloy artifact that was somewhat taller than himself and slashed it toward the Jade-Faced Vixen. Seeing the sudden assault, the latter instinctively raised both arms to block.

"Hahaha, and he thinks he can pick up girls with that much spine," the tattooed man pointed at the fleeing boy and mocked.

Zeng Xun paused as he was setting down his cup, glanced at Shen Xue, and then finally put the cup down, taking a seat beside her once again.

Meanwhile, Shen Xue still refused to give up, persistently knocking on Young Master Ling's door. Hearing no response and seeing no one come to open it, she escalated her efforts, kicking the door forcefully with her foot.

However, the strength of the bench players was what concerned him the most. If the Heat's bench could be even stronger now, they might just push for a higher level this season.

Guan Muhua finally acted like a real mother for once, not only comforting Lin Bixiao but also giving her firm backing to Bi Qianmo.

Liu Zhao came skipping inside, his footsteps thudding heavily against the wooden door. Hearing the laughter, he asked a confused question.

The old man's pace had been quite leisurely, but upon catching a whiff of a certain strange odor, his expression suddenly turned ashen. With a slight exertion of force beneath his feet, he instantly appeared before Han Tu, radiating an oppressive aura that left the latter gasping for air.

Yet when the other party sensed Han Tu's presence and turned around, that handsome visage was striking enough to effortlessly rival any of the finest young gentlemen of the modern era.

"Stop hugging me like this, I'm not going to run away. How about I just hold your hand and walk?" Yu Liang said with helpless resignation.

When I got to my feet, Heizai landed just as well. Before he even had the chance to take the jade bracelet from the large rat's neck, the creature turned and bit him.

Upon seeing Zhao Qian and Qiu Shier appear before him here, the Saint Lord of the Demonic Path was overcome with a myriad of emotions and stood frozen in a daze.

"It's this one." Chang Bao'er, watching from the side, casually picked up a square, cake-like object from the bundle.

"What kind of sweet dream are you having? Cash on delivery. Hand over the spirit herbs, and I'll give you the queen insect egg." Glancing sideways, instead of handing over the insect egg, he flipped his hand and stowed it back into his storage pouch.

As Murong Yingxue's abilities grew stronger day by day, the crisis accumulated bit by bit as well.

Besides, even if he spoke, the other party might not necessarily trust him. Yun Yu didn't even want to consider such a thankless task; it was far better to part ways and explore his own route according to his own will.

"Boredom is a given, but there's nothing we can do about it," Wang Hou said. "We can't possibly start in worlds with extremely high native populations. We have to conquer some of these ordinary worlds first to build a foundation." Wang Hou explained from the side.

"Heh, Fellow Daoist Niu, what do you think of this fire chamber of mine?" Instead of directly answering Ye Zhuo's question, he gestured to the surroundings and asked in return.

Ruyi naturally wanted to know, as this concerned whether she could successfully become the young mistress of the Zhong family.

Although even with both of them going all out they could not defeat each other, it was enough to force that peak-level Spirit Realm expert to retreat in the face of difficulties.

"I'm not Old Guo, he got into trouble. I'm Chen Zhongpeng. Let me put it this way: Old Guo got taken in. Originally it was nothing major, but someone over there has connections and had him locked up, and there's no telling how long he'll be detained. The main thing is that we're currently in Pengcheng," Old Chen said, lighting a cigarette.

Fortunately, the bed was exceedingly soft, cushioned with something underneath, so Fu Chen did not feel any pain when he fell onto it. However, Fu Chen knew for a fact that it was definitely not the regular Simmons spring mattress he slept on at home.

Feng Feng and Nihong both had the lingering feeling that they might be suddenly wiped out by their silent master at any given moment. Living in constant fear and anxiety all day long was truly beyond words.

Meanwhile, observers far away within the Celestial and Dark Demon clans suddenly realized they had lost all perception of the Heavenly Wind Battlefield, and even the formations leading to it could no longer be activated.

Ilia immediately let out a furious shout, preparing to make a move, while Cole unleashed his imposing aura without yielding an inch.

"Exercise my foot, I think sleeping is much better," I looked at Old Chen's back, yawned, and started walking back home.

At this moment, Ximen was inwardly laughing at his own predicament. He hadn't dared to tell his sister about the other issue regarding this Joyous Union Technique—namely, that if he kept cultivating this way, he would definitely remain unsatisfied. Sigh, if he were to voice this out, Ximen had no idea who would be laughing at whom.

The convoy had been pre-arranged; Tang Jingyang and the others all rode in trucks, while the film crew members were all assigned decent off-road vehicles.

With that, Yan Lang didn't even wait for Ding Yu's consent, pulling him straight out the door while casting vigilant glances all around.

"Impossible, how can this be?" The cell phone rang again, scaring Zhou Feiyang out of his wits. Trembling, he picked up the phone, and it had once again answered automatically.

It was worth mentioning that his imprint remained on the Time Dragon Ring. Even if his physical body were reduced to ashes, as long as his consciousness persisted, the Time Dragon Ring would not be lost. Fortunately it was this way, otherwise his losses would have been catastrophic.

"Sister Jing, how many shops do we have under our name now? From now on, I'll be the manager and you'll be the chairwoman." Ye Zhuo and her group arrived at the reserved private room and cheered happily.

Qingchen shook his head slightly. If it were him, when Feng Jiuming used the Triumphal Arch movement technique to launch a surprise attack, he could have used his dragon wings to dodge. This young man possessed no movement technique whatsoever and probably couldn't evade it.

She removed her handkerchief amidst faint pants, the corners of her mouth stained with a trace of blood. The splash of bright red on the white silk handkerchief was startlingly conspicuous, making her look even more sickly and frail.

After a moment of thought, he understood. Within the Garm Star system, the Flying Star Sect held the greatest influence, attracting the vast majority of younger-generation geniuses to become its disciples. This resulted in the Flying Star Sect monopolizing the martial arts tournament for consecutive years, something the other major powers were certainly unhappy with in their hearts, even if they kept quiet about it.