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Looking out into the distance, a super-luxurious cruise ship was moored by the shore. Strangely enough, despite the magnificent beach, not a single other tourist was in sight.

Fortunately, I had no prior connection with Chen Xixi, so she could not be the one affecting my memories.

The thunderstorm shockwave not only propelled the three of us into the mountains but also dispersed the thick fog for a great distance ahead, revealing the mysterious, otherworldly ancient mountains to our eyes.

"She deserved it. The Emperor only had her entire clan executed; if she had brought disaster upon the entire Feng family, I would love to see how she would have met her end," Jing Mo said coldly.

There was no thick chain around his neck, but a dragon was tattooed on his body. He looked even more imposing and fierce than the fellow from before.

"Qingling, there are times when you must be ruthless; you cannot afford to be soft-hearted," the man said, taking a sip of tea.

Our Great Qin Empire, with Qin as the imperial surname, has its capital in Yongan and a secondary capital in Luoyang. Yongan is in the west, and Luoyang is in the east, which is why Yongan is called the Western Capital and Luoyang the Eastern Capital.

"General, what should we do now!" The soldiers under his command, watching their comrades fall one by one and seeing the generals swept into the whirlwind, began to show signs of wavering morale.

When Yao Mowan opened the door to the east wing, she nearly collided with Ye Junqing, who was about to rush out.

Taking a deep breath, Long Meng moved Nalan Qiqi back to that valley. She set up several defensive formations and isolation barriers, along with a large spirit-gathering array. She led Nalan Qiqi inside, sat her down cross-legged, and began helping her familiarize herself with the advanced immortal cultivation technique she had just bestowed upon her.

Ye Yun leaned into his embrace, feeling the heat radiating from him like a furnace, and told herself clearly: she loved him and was willing to do anything for him.

I looked directly at Zhang Yunfei, seeing the complex expression flash across his face, and wondered how he intended to answer me.

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, as long as you have power, you fear no consequences. Even if you kill someone, even if you are in the wrong, so what? Who would dare say anything?

But what I cannot understand is this: if Chen Jiajia is truly my biological mother, how could she bear to be so cruel as to attempt to kill me?

Running to the internet cafe every day is exhausting. Please vote and add to your collection; your support is the greatest motivation for Chen Gui to keep writing and the reason I keep making these trips to the cafe.

The Great Elder looked at the ground in surprise. There were peak human experts at the eighth and ninth turns of the Saint Realm, so why did they not step forward to help? Could it be that the Emperor lacked the charisma to command their loyalty?

In the blink of an eye, countless buildings collapsed. The demons roared and fled in all directions, some being slaughtered outright by the Saint Demon.

"How ironic that sounds!" Feng Yixi stroked her cheek and looked toward the Buddhist sect's seating area. She was about to speak, but was cut off by a monk’s chant. Du Jun was like a god of slaughter right now; who would dare offend him?

With a flick of his hand, Shang Hao placed a device from the Light Star on the ground; through it, one could see the situation outside the formation.

This was practically a city formed of violent lightning. The rampaging lightning power could easily tear through every inch of space. The one who struck was Lei Ming, who had mastered the path of lightning and slaughter. The killing intent he displayed was so heavy it made one feel suffocated.

"Why?" Xie Tingjun finally spoke, her voice filled with deep confusion and a trace of shock.

Leaving aside the tangled web of worries in Lian Zhao's heart, six days after the Great Cold, when Lian Guhong was injured, an old rival who had long since vanished appeared at the Lian residence, specifically demanding to see Shangguan Xuan.

"May I ask, Nanny Zhang, am I to accompany Mother alone, or with my sisters? And for how many days?" Xie Lingyun asked politely.

Du Jun’s heart stirred, suddenly recalling what the phantom figure had once told him in the Ancestral Temple of Demons: "To think you have reduced the Great Flag to such a state!" It seemed the Blood Flag possessed powers he had yet to discover.

"To think the remaining two eyes of the wind were actually the path out of the Blood Land!" Lie Tian sighed.

The massive body of the God of Destruction, mid-flight, shattered with a deafening explosion from within. As if suddenly drained of all energy, it plummeted into the garden beside the Hall of War Gods, the screeching sound of metal scraping against metal being piercingly sharp.

Thinking of that letter, the anxiety in Yuchi Ye's heart lessened. As long as Shangguan Qian was still alive, the child in her womb would surely be safe. With that thought, she could rest easy.

Song Ge returned to the door of Ning Huayin's room. He did not ring the bell but instead called her directly.

"Emperor Qingjian, my dear imperial brother, you should have destroyed this Garden of Exotic Beasts back then. Its existence is a great disaster," Princess Linglong said to Emperor Qingjian with a tone of deep regret and hatred.

"We didn't do anything! It’s just that Brother Li Hen helped me solve the issue with my battle body," He Yuling said, her face flushing slightly. Anyone could see that it certainly wasn't just what she claimed.

Wang Yan was surprisingly skilled with the first few forms of the Shangxie Sword Technique, transitioning between the two moves in an instant.

Li Hen's body was constantly torn apart by the raging battle qi. A faint green light flickered on his skin, repairing the wounds as they appeared. However, the process was not as simple as it looked; the heart-wrenching pain made him want to pass out several times, yet the conviction in his heart kept him going.

As for whether Nangong Lianyi felt gratitude or hatred toward her, only she knew. Everything said now was merely smoke and mirrors.

After one strike, Li Hen had no strength left to resist. Yan Kangtai, shrouded in demonic energy, swung his hands, forming a demonic dragon that lunged to devour Li Hen.

It didn't matter if one didn't sleep; after all, ascetic cultivators all walked this path, and no one had ever heard of one dying suddenly from lack of sleep.

With Beitang He’s command, the guards no longer dared to be careless and fought even more fiercely against Su Jinxi and the others.

Boundless power sealed all the airflow around the head of the Zi family, completely locking away even his spiritual energy.

It was not only to get Wang Xiaolan to come over but, more importantly, to verify whether Xiaoyue's identity was as she claimed.