23. Tangerine Peel Duck

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He noticed how her fair fingers lightly gripped the wine glass; her nails were painted a deep, dark red.
Back then, there was someone I once wanted to protect at all costs, and someone I could not hold onto no matter how hard I tried.
At these words, Xu Changfeng instinctively loosened his grip, an awkward expression crossing his face.
Watching her march toward me with such aggressive momentum, a lump formed in my throat, and I took two steps back instinctively.
She noticed his gaze fixed upon her still-swollen right cheek, and he made no attempt to look away.
"It is a highly peculiar style of movement. Luoying can defeat or slay those stronger than her by relying on it, though she lacks sufficient combat experience to fully unlock its mysteries," Nadine remarked.
Since giving birth to her second child, her figure had become much fuller, and after much deliberation, she finally chose a maroon dress.
Yan Mingchuan, standing to the side, darkened his expression and let out a disgruntled "tch" as he watched everyone gathering around Wang Zi.
This was a medical ward constructed within the Chi family residence, designed for emergency care and nursing when a sudden situation made it impossible to reach a hospital.
Although Shi Ye had made it clear that he was coming for her, he had already set aside many of his professional duties to rush over. Once he ensured Su Yi had safely left the vicinity of the Council, he traveled through the night to the New Alliance headquarters, leaving Zelo and the others to escort her for the remainder of her journey.
The two deity statues each unleashed their magical artifacts—one manifesting a precious sword, the other a jade ruyi scepter—to battle the group.
Now that she had entered the Gray Zone, no communications could get through. She felt the world grow quiet and serene, and she felt that this alone was wonderful.
Even Ashina Yun had not expected Li Ke to be so beloved by the people, and she was moved to tears.
Asheng watched the couple's antics with a blank face, still dwelling on the frustration of her failed attempt to jump from the vehicle.

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As this unfolded, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes. By this time, Zhentian had ceased speaking, his expression becoming solemn, stripped of his earlier playful demeanor.
Take Ken Kaneki as an example: if his arm were severed, it would take a long time for it to regenerate using only the Rc cells in his body. However, if the severed arm were reattached to the wound, it would recover in mere seconds.
Only a wisp of the Thunder Beast’s soul had entered Chen Yun; its main body, naturally, remained free to act in the outside world, continuing to listen to the conversation between the two great deities after stopping Zhentian and Ling Feng.
Though his own cultivation was not weak, he knew only one martial technique. If an opponent figured out you possessed only one skill, you would lose nine times out of ten. Chen Yun had to strike the opponent down in the shortest possible time, or else be forced into a passive state.
"Those... tall and sturdy students—I recognize their uniforms. They are students from the Martial Academy," Yun Chengzhi finally said after a long silence.
Xiao Fan remained motionless for a long time, and the person lurking in the shadows did the same, refusing to reveal themselves, likely waiting for him to lower his guard before delivering a thunderous blow.
Now, with the help of the Golden Bloodline, the Dark Race no longer feared the light and had no need to remain on the Dark Islands.
Were it an ordinary person, they would likely have presented the Eternal Ice Lotus as a gift long ago.
Initially, Chen Fan had spoken casually about the battles outside the Western Regions city, but the Emperor of the Nine Provinces and the soldiers beside him were suddenly shaken.
The world was his to rule. Although he had inherited it directly from his father, that did not make him feel inferior. In terms of strength, even if these people were to attack him separately, perhaps not one of them would be his match.
Of course, even if it were not a Celestial Scripture, it was certainly not much weaker than one. At the very least, the power cultivated through it was no less potent than the starlight celestial energy before them.
Boom! Boom! The golden heart beat with surging power, waves of kingly authority coursing through his entire body. It ignited the power of a king, rapidly stabilizing Qin Ming’s volatile Emperor-level strength while continuously enhancing it.
If I can get a drop for each of my wives, it is conservative to estimate that their physical strength alone would rival that of a Heavenly Realm expert.
As Liu Yi spoke, she waved her arm, and a surge of celestial energy materialized, directly blocking Tong Luo’s own.

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Hao Dong and Dong Zhuo, who had watched everything unfold from the top of the hillside, wanted to cry out loud, laugh out loud, and then proudly and arrogantly tell the whole world that they had the best, most wonderful big brother in the world.
At the time, Jiang Shan had only curled his lip and grumbled to himself: an Austrian, waxing poetic about the Teutonic Knights.
Having just stepped out of the car, Wei Dong spoke coldly; he needed to project a certain air of authority at that moment.
Jiang Shan scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed. To be honest, his train of thought had been completely erratic, jumping to whatever came to mind.
Seeing Tang Han holding flowers in his hands, Zhao Qingya frowned; this guy was lying to her. At the entrance, people who had seen Tang Han carrying flowers into the police station curiously followed behind to watch. However, Tang Han closed the door as he walked in.
Her smile reminded Lan Yanfeng of a description of a spirit fox’s smile in the game’s sealed ancient tomb: enchanting eyes brimming with mirth, a single glance back outshining the stars. Her faint smile was enough to topple cities and kingdoms, and as she sat on the bed, tilting her head and smiling, she was even more alluring than that spirit fox, causing him to lose his soul in an instant.
Liu Zhenlong looked at Wang Jiahua sitting opposite him with a nonchalant expression; he had known he was coming all along, he just hadn't wanted to greet him.
It was just a pity that, in her effort to show how hard she was trying, Le Ruyi had repeatedly suggested offering personal service—such as scrubbing the Second Master’s back or bathing him—only to be ruthlessly rejected by Jiang Yichen.
The remaining three War Sect experts were terrified to the core, standing on the brink of life and death, but would Tie Junyi grant them mercy? With a cold expression, he said, "One must pay the price for their mistakes." With that, he slashed the neck of one of the War Sect experts; he had no desire to hear any more nonsense and quickly finished off the other two.
He had thought he could strike while the iron was hot, forcing this noble guest to nod and agree to provide treatment, out of pity for his recent sorrow, or perhaps due to social pressure or the psychology of an adult.