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Li Weiyin was startled awake by a phone call in the morning. Still dazed, she answered it directly without even checking the caller ID.

She thought that if this despair could not be resolved, she might never be able to walk out of it for the rest of her life, let alone make the slightest progress.

Right away, Ben was instantly anxious. In a split second, he grabbed the door knocker, thump, thump, thump, and began hammering wildly against the stone door.

It was not until they were found and brought back by the people sent out by Mo Fengwu, and the Mo father and son learned the whole story, that they broke out in a cold sweat.

Time ticked away second by second, and the midday sun grew even more scorching! Several times Yu Yang and Chen Bo almost collapsed, but whenever their bodies could no longer hold out, they supported each other and thus managed to endure.

"His Highness has spoken. The matters of the Sea Clan and the mortal realm have already begun on both sides. My branch is already lagging behind. If we drag our feet any longer, even the entire Three Realms will know."

Yu Yang lowered his head to glance at the blackboard, feeling rather helpless. He had lost a tremendous amount of face this time, but what could he do...

When she was sleeping at home, she sensed the movement of this protective talisman and woke up immediately. Of course, having made the item herself, she was quite confident that she could handle a few courting-death filthy entities.

Hua Xi and Tong Xing did not react in time. By the time they fully came to their senses, Bailing had already flipped over to stand before Baize, fiercely blocking the Snake Monarch's attack on his behalf.

Yu Yang opened the drawer, took out the remaining half pack of cigarettes, and lit one. Having not smoked for a long time, he felt somewhat unaccustomed to it. During the week he spent with Luo Xi, Yu Yang seemed to have forgotten the habit of smoking he had once acquired, but at this moment, feeling vexed in his heart, he involuntarily thought of it again.

Receiving the order, the men in black drew their short blades one by one, charged forward in a single direction, and engaged in battle with the surging black-wolf fierce beasts.

Shen Qinghuan pressed her lips together and picked up the documents on the desk to open them. No matter what others thought, all she could do was manage herself well first.

After sitting in the room for a while, a burst of noisy commotion came from outside the door. Without even thinking, she knew it was Mu Ziqing's voice. She certainly did not want to stay here and wait for Mu Ziqing to settle scores with her, so she slowly walked to the window, pushed it open, leaped down, and dashed toward the schoolroom.

Inside the tent at that moment, upon hearing Linghu Le inquire about battle strategies, Shen Yan recounted Zhang Gui's suggestion.

Yang Pingfan was instantly amused; he had not expected Wang You to possess such a humorous side. The two exchanged a few messages on WeChat, and Wang You asked if he had time, wishing to invite him out for a meeting. After a moment of thought, Yang Pingfan agreed.

He possessed a withered and emaciated physique, with a patch of baldness on the top of his head showing bare skin. A pair of crooked, turbid eyes hung with eye discharge made him look as though he could topple over at any second.

This Black Jade Forbidden Pill was originally a forbidden drug of the Five Immortals Cult, capable of multiplying the user's combat power instantly several times over, yet the backlash was likewise intensely severe. Weng Bo's eyes were already unable to see clearly after successive battles, but even so, the loyal retainers surrounding Meng Ziduo still dared not confront Weng Bo's sharp edge directly.

Although Qi Dali was stout—and furthermore, when he was previously at Zhuye Ze, which was surrounded by deserts with no wind-blocking mountain ranges nearby, the weather was indeed much colder than in Guyin—perhaps because he had lived a good life in recent years, he now turned out to be quite intolerant of the cold and freezing weather.

"Stop arguing! Look, what kind of people are these?!" Suddenly, a staff member who was monitoring the monster zone in real time let out a gasp of astonishment.

She seemed completely certain that Yang Fan would emerge victorious, speaking such words twice, which forced the other participating Awakened ones to cast sideways glances of attention.

"I think we should head to Lingshan first. After all, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are more important, and furthermore, Jiesheng has already sent Lord Yama to investigate this matter. Let's not meddle for now!" Wu Ji said.

Upon hearing that Duan Qingxuan had coughed up blood, the old dowager hurriedly got up, handed the invitation card to Qinghe, and instructed someone to lead the way to summon the imperial physician.

Hearing Ao expose his intentions was indeed rather humiliating for Jiesheng, but since it had already been laid bare, there was no other choice than to face everything with equanimity. Anyway, regardless of how one looked at it, this was already a settled and unalterable fact.

The bald man's wrist turned instantly red and swollen where he had been kicked, and the pitch-black pistol slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground. Bai Qing hurriedly scooped up the gun, pulled back the slide, and gripped it with both hands, aiming directly at the bald man.

I opened my hazy, sleepy eyes with displeasure. Within his pupils were contained the ethereal mists from the summit of Yunwu Mountain, and the moment I awoke, the blazing sun broke through the clouds, casting boundless radiance.

Hearing Yanyeting say they had arrived, Liu Mengmeng abruptly sat up straight. Seeing the striking school building before her, an indescribable sense of loss unexpectedly welled up in her heart; she truly wished the school could be a bit farther away.

After completing all preparations, the master ordered the disciples carrying lanterns to place four lanterns respectively in four different directions.

Training a portion of the people was primarily for the sake of rebuilding the Ghost Gang, given that the Ghost Gang's overt base was already the kind that had been reclaimed by my people.

Having nothing better to do, I then discovered that there seemed to be five or six rooms here. The space was extremely large, and the view looked quite pleasant. Living here, one should be able to see the city's nightscape every day—a scene that must be exceptionally beautiful.

The grey-robed elderly monk had white eyebrows extending into his temples, and judging from the wrinkles on his face and his profoundly deep gaze, one could tell he was quite advanced in age.

"Hahahaha~ Nailed it!" Li Ao laughed heartily as he looked at the figures scattered horizontally and vertically across the ground, sweeping away the depression of his previous passive defense.

Therefore, the reverence this restaurant owner held for Ye Lin was truly like the rolling waters of the Yangtze River, unending and continuous.