Volume 1, Chapter 68: It is impolite not to return a favor in kind!

Bian Changjin knew his father's carrot-and-stick approach earlier was not that simple; as expected, the real trap was waiting right here.

One after another, the district masters of the Dragon Alliance walked past the hazardous beasts, calmly converging from all directions to stand beside Xiao Honghai.

Shi was momentarily dazed, and then began to ponder this seriously. Ultimately, his gaze gradually shifted, filled ninety percent with determination and ten percent with guilt as he looked at the target before him.

Every detail surfaced in his mind. In an instant, he recalled reading the secret manual, the old man's guidance, and his practiced standard movements, only to discover that he had made twenty-seven mistakes.

It could be said that after the alliance, Chu Feng's introduction of these two technologies served as an excellent catalyst for the formation of this great nation's parliament.

Nowadays, the Commandant of Justice of Great Qin was extraordinarily powerful; local officials could no longer completely cover the sky with a single hand.

This was because Jiang Feng had never relied on his martial soul or soul power; instead, he completely depended on his terrifying combat talent to firmly trap Zao Wuji within his own fighting rhythm.

Gradually, the aura around Chen Xin grew increasingly condensed, and before long, a violent tempest whipped through the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Thank you." Ye Sheng smiled faintly, turned, and walked into the adjacent breakfast shop. He bought one portion to take away, while An Meiyuan directly purchased a few steaming hot buns, said goodbye to Ye Sheng, and left.

"Why bring this up now?" Xia Moxuan smiled awkwardly, not wanting to dwell on the subject.

Seeing Chen Xinshi emerge only to drop a single sentence before returning to the treatment room, Lu Jia could not help but feel a deep sense of disappointment, finding her actions entirely unworthwhile.

That gamble back then had not been particularly successful, and Fu An had not taken the money to heart. Moreover, strictly speaking, the money should have belonged to Muxue, except that Muxue had expressed she had no need for it.

Wang Feng paused, gritted his teeth, and angrily walked up to the second-floor private room. The Four Dragons followed him inside. Zhao Jun very consciously closed the door behind them. Although he had followed the Four Dragons for a long time, he had always merely been a driver and never interfered in their business discussions.

"...Um, I'll definitely listen carefully, heed heed heed..." Fu An scratched his head in embarrassment. Facing Muxue, he felt an instinctive guilty conscience, especially since he seemed not to have heard a single note, entirely lost and unable to extricate himself from her breathtakingly beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

They arrived at a stone platform dozens of feet wide nestled in the middle of the peaks. The senior brother's aura had once been locked within an iron cage against the rock wall. A massive breach still gaped in the wall where he had shattered it, with rubble scattered across the surrounding ground. Knee-high weeds had already sprouted from the crevices of the stones, and wildflowers of unknown names were blooming brightly.

However, villas number sixty-five and sixty-six had also just been sold; it was even less possible for her to evict people who had already moved in.

"What's with the excitement? Let me finish speaking!" the commander ordered sternly, his tone carrying an irresistible authority. Xue Hao instantly clamped his mouth shut.

Before Song Xi even finished speaking, thunderous cheers erupted from below, with some male students practically screaming at the top of their lungs.

"Hum~" On this day, Yao Muchen, who was busy refining pills, felt his token vibrate. He immediately picked it up to take a look; it was Nanfeng Zhe looking for him.

Su Weixing wore a faint smile at the corners of her lips. The moment she caught sight of Muxue, this thought suddenly flashed through her mind. During the preliminary and secondary trials, Su Weixing had been somewhat terrified that she might not even make it to the finals, given that the difficulty of the Golden Autumn Competition was no lower than the Blue Cup, and might even be slightly higher.

Yet that was merely her own perception; in Tang Tianze's eyes, it was coquettish coyness. "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare," Tang Tianze replied earnestly nonetheless.

Zuo Yifei had visited the You family estate before and was thus very familiar with its layout. Guiding Xiao Ling with practiced ease, he headed straight for the back garden.

After much difficulty, he once again led his forces northward. Just as his vanguard captured Yanshan Prefecture and victory was within sight, degenerate traitors like Tong Guan and Yang Hu had emerged! Consequently, he suffered a crushing defeat, his life and death currently uncertain while his son died within the city walls.

Fighting against cultivators of major ancestral traditions, with the dream-illusion pearl's spirit offering guidance from the sidelines, she grew increasingly adept at operating her profound divine techniques, faint portents signaling a breakthrough to the next level.

Ever since the Battle of Zhuolu back then, fewer than ten of Chiyou's eighty-one brothers had survived. Now that the twin dragon brothers of Langxi were both dead, they had undoubtedly come this time to exact revenge.

As the blazing sun gradually climbed to the zenith, Lu Fengxing jolted and sat up abruptly from the bed. After hurriedly watering the Higan flowers, he headed straight for the square.

During this time, Jiang Wuhan and Tang Haoyun had visited the cave to check on Lu Fengxing's injuries. Seeing Lu Fengxing's vacant gaze, Jiang Wuhan was about to reach out and brush the fallen leaves from his body when Tang Haoyun stopped him.

By building docks in the West City and utilizing the commercial shops here, future development would undoubtedly surpass that of the mountain-backed South and East Cities.

Youth was always like this, changing year by year. Watching the children in the Prince's Mansion Academy grow and gradually mature into capable individuals filled one's heart with a sense of achievement. Perhaps in the future, some of them would become the backbone of one's own forces.

When everyone's gaze converged on her once more, Lu Fengxing was consumed by regret. Had she known she would use such a method to stop her from entering the Demon Cultivation Sect, she never should have agreed to Xie Changtian in the first place. Now that the irrevocable mistake was made, Lu Fengxing's heart held nothing but remorse.

Yet somewhere along the way, some step had gone awry. In the end, this mutual destruction failed, and instead, the souls of the two were bound together, fusing into a single entity with twin souls.

Behind Fang Xuan, Daoist Sansheng and the others looked at each other in dismay, standing frozen and at a complete loss for a moment.

Having been defeated, they would not only lose face but also face the humiliation of the Southern Barbarian princess, not to mention the dissatisfaction of the emperor and his ministers.

At the same time, this musician had formed the underground band The Velvet Underground in the sixties, and the group's experimental noise works served essentially as the prototype for early punk and heavy metal.

Feeling as though she truly had been in the wrong, she realized that deliberately striving to give her the cold shoulder was a mistake in its own right.

The True Immortals present could feel the chilling murderous intent within it and instinctively retreated in all directions.

The atmosphere in the private room gradually grew harmonious, and Lin Hai asked the question he hadn't yet had time to bring up.

Seeming to recall something, she felt around for the brocade box at the very bottom, opened it, and took out the peony hairpin inside to examine it closely in her palm.