Chapter 32: Better late than never!

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According to Aokiji’s conjecture, the place where Luo Qi previously lived must have been far from civilization, perhaps even an uninhabited island. Furthermore, how could the aura she radiated be powerful enough to make even him tremble for an instant? Chen Xiyao and other family members had not yet traveled north, as they were busy handling business affairs. Liu Zebin, commander of the government canal naval forces, was ordered by Ma Shiying to lead thirty warships to escort them along the river. Perhaps because Shen Shuangyu was present, Zhou Jiawen appeared much calmer; although her cheeks remained flushed, she kept her composure well and even managed to retort a few times. Once Qin Yu and Xie Ting left, Feng Yazhi couldn't wait to ask Lu Junxing and Qiangzi. Ao Lie’s West Sea Dragon Palace was near the West Aparagodaniya Continent; if trouble were to arise in the Dragon Palace, then Lingshan must be stirring up mischief behind the scenes. He surveyed the backyard of the tailor shop; there was a well in the courtyard, grapevines growing by its side, and two rooms on each side. Not long after, a low yet pleasing male voice came from behind Shen Shuangyu, with a hint of imperceptible mockery hidden within the unfamiliar tone. Although the Manchu Qing had established its dynasty, it was still in the late stages of a slave society; barbarians were barbarians, and the hierarchy was still defined by the master-servant dynamic. The defensive power of this set of Crimson Dragon Fire Lotus Armor was clearly stronger than the one previously manifested, with even the pair of dragon wings covered in fiery plating. Tian Tian shook her snoring employer vigorously, but he only let out a few groans before sinking back into a deep sleep.

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Jane nodded, almost agreeing, but when she turned back to look at the cross, her eyes were filled with reluctance. On a Friday afternoon, a black sedan sped along the winding, long road like a bolt of lightning; the setting sun bathed everything in a crimson, magnificent glow, which was simply indescribable. The sky was no longer filled with the yin energy emitted by the Horse Ghost King, but with the suffocating aura of corpse-venom that swept across the entire city of Z, causing the temperature at night to plummet significantly. Golden light erupted, and everyone leveled up; while the NPCs were unresponsive, we began distributing equipment, all eyes fixed upon the sword. A black spiritual shield protected him. The cyan dragon shadow collided with the shield, which flickered between light and shadow before dissolving into stardust in the air; the dragon shadow, exhausted, dissipated along with it. Besides, Zhang Jian was highly regarded by the Prince, which was a decent choice—certainly better than becoming a titular concubine in the inner palace, waiting to grow old. Tang Yun’s gaze fell upon the Jungle Blade, and a smile stirred in his heart; these two idiots had actually misinterpreted the situation, truly surprising him. He smiled bitterly and put the sword away, feeling utterly speechless toward the pair. "Jiang Dong'er pays respects to her teacher's wife! Jiang Dong'er pays respects to her senior sister!" Jiang Dong'er stepped forward to greet Nie Youlan and the other girl with sincerity and natural grace. After the two left, Su Moye, who had been a background prop in the reception hall for quite a while, finally spoke, only to be met with a glare from Xuan Yuan Tianxin. Sui Yun and Xu Zhen had put great effort into capturing the Nether Beauty, sneaking into its habitat—the Nether Valley—at high noon, successfully netting one that was eighty thousand years old in a leather bag. Xuan Yuan Liye reached out and possessively pulled Feng Qingyu into his arms. "You are the first person to surrender to me; I will not kill you!" his cold voice resonated above Feng Qingyu’s head.

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Xiao Ao watched the surveillance footage in silence. In truth, he felt a twinge of regret; he had been too hasty. He hadn't handled this multiple-choice question well—it was a single-choice question, not a multiple-choice one. He could only choose between earning less or suffering a loss; trying to take it all had left him open to criticism. The sudden appearance of Xiao Ai caught everyone off guard, causing all eyes to focus on her, and for a moment, no one spoke. Zhao Mu, in particular, looked at her with a strange gaze, filled with pain. Yet, on May 27th, a group of people caused quite a stir at the Jiahui Pavilion, ruining the elegant and famous establishment. However, that body was far too frail and deeply poisoned; Ye Feng could only remain on Mount Qi to recover, but that was no easy feat—it took four years. Take the current predicament of Marvel, for instance; although they have reset their main universe and the results seem positive so far, they have already hit a ceiling in comics, and further progress is impossible. Pei Jingyi followed them down, standing on either side of Feng Qingyu to protect her well. Lin Xinxin, however, could not take in a single word; her heart was like a sealed crystal ball, devoid of any gaps. "Yes, if the aliens hadn't come, humanity would have started to rise again from our generation." No matter the time, Abraham and Matthew were always cut from the same cloth; every word they spoke was a carefully orchestrated dialogue, one might even say a perfect setup. Sauté the ginger and scallions until fragrant, add star anise, Sichuan peppercorns, licorice, cinnamon, soy sauce, and sugar to the cold oil, stir-fry them, then add water to simmer; with the rising aroma, a pot of braising liquid was ready.