Chapter 105: Desolate and Quiet

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With a face full of surprise, Yuan Xiangdie simply could not fathom what this man was truly thinking. Lingering and dawdling all the way to the hall, Lu Zhanhong initially did not come straight to the point. Instead, he began by using the previous incident as a pretext.

“Oh, little Die, that reach-out of yours earlier was really something. Those kidnappers didn’t dare touch you at all. Being with my family’s rascal truly puts my mind at ease.”

Yuan Xiangdie could only nod awkwardly—what else could she do?

The situation with Yuan Yaor was far less friendly. After refusing others’ video requests and having them posted online, she had managed to gain some traction through streaming...

After wandering through several rooms, Mo Fan returned to the living room and glanced at the countdown on the wall—less than five minutes remained.

“What concert?” he asked without raising his head, resting his forehead on his arm with eyes closed, appearing utterly languid.

For the healthy and vigorous growth of the Absolute Sect Alliance, Wei Dongsheng did not hesitate to cast the shadow of war upon the people.

A mid-grade elixir formula was obtained; the rest were either inferior auxiliary medicines or lacked main ingredients. Low-quality forging materials—several pieces of low-grade mysterious iron ore—were also acquired.

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He couldn't help but recall that feeling of being called just moments ago. He concentrated carefully but felt nothing. Could it be that the sensation was merely an illusion?

Although they had initially demanded compensation from the hospital, ever since the matter escalated, no one had mentioned money.

“It doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt~” Luo Wen’s face turned green with worry, fearing Mayor Jia might repeat himself, and hurriedly replied.

Without a golden finger, if one were ambitious and capable, they would surely understand that in such a world, humanity must unite to overcome hardships. Ultimately, humans would inevitably gather together for warmth and support.

Judging from Qin Yu’s welcoming attitude toward Lu Chunlei, head of Apple Huaxia’s branch, was he really such a friendly person?

They were all top-tier geniuses with immense pride. Being surpassed by Jiang Xie had already dealt a heavy blow. Moreover, with the rise of Princess Yue’er and others, they were about to become relics of the past. To prove themselves, the challenge competition was undoubtedly the best stage.

“Confirmed. I installed bugs in the Ye family’s home, eavesdropped on their calls, and after a year of observation, the behaviors of Ye Yichen and Zhu Chunying prove beyond doubt that Ye Zixuan is indeed dead.”

He absorbed the golden beam of light entirely into his body, transforming it into his strength and hatred.

Slowly, he descended step by step from the air as if walking down stairs, his gaze utterly devoid of humanity—or any flicker of emotion.

He chose to leave. Perhaps out of fear of Xundu, although it was mountainous terrain, Yue Guang’s running prowess was by no means inferior.

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“No need for formalities. We are merely here to inspect the progress of the elixir refinement these past days,” Li Mingchang waved his hand dismissively.

Originally, there were fifteen hundred Dao marks, but now only one thousand and one remained, meaning the recent heavenly tribulation had consumed four hundred and ninety-nine Dao marks.

Within Chang’an City, people came and went. Various taverns and diverse pedestrians filled the bustling streets, stalls laden with dazzling goods, and the aroma of delicious food wafted for miles. On the surface, it seemed prosperous, but in reality, it was not so. In this era, martial artists from all nations pursued glory in martial arts, striving to earn titles that garnered the world's admiration.

—Then, live with all your might. Death, after all, is inevitable, and the manner of dying remains bizarre and unpredictable.

Tu Ming suddenly noticed a canvas drifting before his eyes. Reaching out, he grabbed it and opened it—only to find it was blank.

Indeed, a mountain of flesh. Some demons, having lost their own intelligence, had already become over half mutated, devoid of any strategy, yet fearlessly charging forward in heaps.

Her smile remained as sweet as ever, so much so that all the troubling thoughts he had just now vanished completely upon seeing it again.

Jiang Yue was improvising on the spot. He had told Jiang Yue the same words before, yet she used them here without missing a single word.