Volume One, Chapter 110: Divinity
He didn't know the reason, nor did he want to find out. Given the status of Huang Banxian and the others, their actions surely had their own rationale.
After unleashing the ancient fist technique, Dingdang's combat power soared several levels, leaving Wang Hu utterly defenseless. Just as everyone thought victory was assured, Wang Meng suddenly turned and fled. Jiang Xiaorou, caught off guard, was knocked into the air, coughing up blood.
“Qin Jiao, don’t you find it strange?” Chu Nanxing approached again, the scent of peach blossoms on his body overwhelming her. “Your move injured my senior sister; she will never return.”
The figure of Eunuch An was as elusive as his loyalty, appearing and disappearing at will.
Upon returning, Lin Yuling was surprised to find that Sima Lvxie had also come back, even half an hour earlier than her—something that had never happened before.
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As the hairstyle gradually took shape, Jiang Mengjie quieted down. Looking at Wei Lin's face in the mirror paired with this hairstyle, wasn’t this just the ideal manga protagonist she had imagined?
Dreamscape games lived up to their name. Since Anning left that ruined village, the entire dream world had become strange.
“There is a bit,” Yu Yan nodded, sensing a deadly aura from Zhao Anping.
It needed adjustment. Now, each episode lasted nearly two days, during which one couldn’t manage on their own. It was truly inconvenient. If it could be controlled within a single night, it would be much better.
Though it was foolish to think an ordinary one-handed sword could block the force of the Flame Demon’s axe strike, it was still better than bare hands. Having a weapon in hand always brought a sense of security.
“With me here, there will be no danger in the East City,” Chu Haoyun said confidently. With no other forces present, he finally had the chance to unleash all the Devouring Alien creatures inside him.
Linglong’s ability to transform into a giant bird soaring above the nine heavens was unparalleled.
The leader of the demon tribe listened to Ye Xuan’s words, already expecting as much. After all, apart from those weary of life, no living being would willingly choose death.
Xia Haoxuan stared at the two sleeping cubs. The golden light just now had come from these two Thunder Tiger cubs, radiating considerable heat.
But—Chu Chen was also a disciple of the Supreme Lord Laozi; how could he be refined by this Universe Diagram?
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“The sky is clear for thousands of miles; there hasn’t been rain these past few days. Without rain, where would thunder come from?” Hong Rui glared at Ye Xuan, clearly disdainful of this explanation.
Ye Lin frowned. It turned out to be under Tianlong International. Had he known, he would have given Tianlong a heads-up.
Seeing the Nine Saints awake and intent on avoiding battle, Nangong Yishi could no longer tolerate their easy departure.
This year's plan had failed. Li Zicheng was utterly useless—good for neither success nor failure. If he had driven away the bandits, they would have left, and he could have gone to bully Zheng Zhilong. Now, it was the opposite: he couldn’t bully anyone and had to guard against sabotage.
The words of the Great Qi princess were extremely disrespectful to Xia Haoxuan. To dare covet Xia Haoxuan’s throne was absolutely intolerable to him.
Seeing Yang Ding underfoot, spitting blood and struggling desperately, tears welled up instantly.
Her words made my heart feel so comfortable, indescribably so. This sensation, this feeling, was too wonderful. I truly couldn’t let go of her. My hand slid from her hair to her back.
Because he had overlooked human laziness. Some could make money using slime, the gelatinous, low-level beasts, but others who tried to trade the Green Feather Sparrow were told they weren’t accepted. Naturally, this bred resentment and even unrest.