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Yang Yi meant that there was no need for MacDonald to look after Tuya. They only needed to send Tuya to Germany, and the rest would naturally be handled by Hank and the others. In the process, MacDonald could just be left in Germany as well.

Looking up, hidden in the greenery deep within the pine forest, stood several buildings that were truly magnificent, possessing the air of a wealthy and prominent family.

Just as they turned to head back to the sect to report, a rope suddenly snapped taut and sprang out from the rocks beneath the cliff as if under tremendous strain. A moment later, a flame crept up along the rope, burning it to ashes. The disciples, who had been waiting for this very moment, had already dashed away, and naturally, they did not see this scene.

On one hand, it expounded on the origin of why families had been hiding and raising private soldiers since the world had been in chaos for so long; on the other, it further advocated for Mu Jing’s position by explaining the advantages of establishing a national household registry.

As for matters of feng shui, fortune, and the supernatural, even in the modern era, there is no way to explain them clearly. Even Confucius, known as the Sage, dared not speak of strange phenomena or spirits, so Zhang Rui naturally would not do anything that went against the rules of this era.

"You have two more days of bad luck, and your luck value is quite low. The only thing that can improve it right now is the talisman in my hand. It’s 200,000 per sheet. Does Mr. Wan need one?" Shen Du said with a smile. Since he had come over, he wouldn't be polite.

As Qiao Ling’er chanted the mantras, lotus petals naturally appeared around his body. He sat naked, exuding a sense of holiness.

More importantly, everyone had received news that a larger group was currently on their way. Those people were, without exception, the elite of their sects and the direct descendants of great clans.

"I always feel like something is wrong with you." Peng Cheng stroked his chin, a look of suspicion appearing on his round face.

Once one loses the judgment of their position in the race, it affects both their mental state and their speed.

Looking at him, he went to Fengzhou, unfortunately fell under the control of the Prince of Qin, and became the Prince's lackey. Not only did the Prince of Qin fail to help him realize his dreams, but he also dragged him into an endless abyss.

From now on, the hostility of those hall masters and branch leaders, who were already harboring ulterior motives, would be directed at him—this puppet-like Deputy Alliance Leader. Meanwhile, Alliance Leader Xue could hide behind the scenes to issue orders, and no one would ever be able to openly oppose her again.

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Yet in his heart, he could not help but feel a bit dazed, subconsciously sensing that this definitely was not a good thing.

Zheng Yong’s explanation was that he had already properly settled the person in a highly secretive place to avoid being found by government officials.

The middle-aged man was amused: "What are you thinking? Do you think there’s such a good thing? That bird flies in a straight line, but no one knows exactly how it flies. It might head toward dense buildings or an open area; it all depends on luck." As he spoke, he walked aside.

If you cannot pass this test, then even if you stay until the end, the Gate of Creation might still refuse your entry.

Fang Chen was startled. The bit about the different numbers was something the Old Ancestor of the Song family had told him, but he really hadn't asked for the specific reason. "It should be because these Qilins are male and female, so there is a difference," Fang Chen thought for a while and said awkwardly.

"This is a refined thread of the Five-Wheel Primordial White-Head Taixuan Light. You have just entered the Realm of the Venerable, and you are meditating on the Primordial White-Head Taiyin Divine Realm; this object can help you condense a Primordial Ultimate Dao supernatural power!" said the Primordial Venerable Mingyue.

Sean nodded. After speaking, he controlled the special hospital bed that absorbed people to allow him to lie flat. Before the Absorbing Man could react, everything was over. He then felt the stagnation and stiffness in his legs and back disappear completely, as if those strange injuries that had forced him to lie on this bed had vanished into thin air.

From the day he stepped into the martial path, Yi Fan had lived through life and death at every turn. Until today, what mercy had he ever known?

Some cardinals showed panic on their faces. The Pope rarely discussed such matters publicly; usually, these were private conversations followed by arrangements made to maintain decorum.

And so, we fell in love through our exchanges. Later, she said she was following her master’s orders to go down the mountain for a year of training, and that was how the scene of our previous meeting came to be.

What could Lu Tianyu say? He could only smile. Such incidents of bosses withholding wages were far too common.

This guy actually left without offering any explanation. Zhuang Qingqing’s eyes were about to pop out.

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PS: Do not let others' words mislead you, and do not burden others with yourself. The world of martial arts should be lived with drunken freedom; why live so exhaustingly and unhappily because of others? Life is a journey of rushing about—this is both a blessing and a fate. Why not live more happily?

But the problem was, no matter how fierce they were, Yang Fan would never let them have a good outcome.

Looking out, one could see that the center of the massive, solid energy sphere had been pierced by a silver-white beam of light. It had also frozen in place and stopped descending. Within the storm’s range, the violent gale-force winds had also stopped blowing, no longer posing any threat.

Recalling the incident in the woods that day, she naturally thought of the scene where she fed Lu Tianyu medicine mouth-to-mouth. Whenever she thought of this, she felt her face burning hot.

Tian Mengxi, dressed in white. Her expression was indifferent, cold, and unapproachable. Around her, a strong icy glow emerged, making one feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Father’s body was laid out in the main hall. According to our local tradition, we had to wait until after the seventh day to bury him. This is because legend says that only seven days after death does a person realize they are truly dead, their soul returning to their homeland to take one last look at their relatives before departing. A home without Father was filled with sorrow and grief.

The corpse-driver looked at the person who had been "snatched away," his body stiffening as a gloomy voice drifted over as if from hell.

Since the task had been assigned this way, TT had no choice but to complete it and could only honestly stay behind to guard the house.

Liu Feng knew in his heart that it was likely the game that had accompanied him, helping him through countless lonely and desolate days, until the appearance of a certain figure.

The rain outside was getting heavier. Cheng You was wearing very little when she came out. Everyone says the winter in the south is different; the southern winter is damp and cold, a cold that can truly freeze a person to death. Cheng You looked out the window and shivered—it was freezing cold.