58 Afternoon Tea Desserts

"Stay back from me." At this moment, Chen Fei suddenly spoke in a soft voice to True Immortal Qiu Lian and Qin Fang.

Originally intending to proceed with the quest, Zhanhuo Wushuang pulled three flame beasts back to the city, preparing for tomorrow's Sun Fire Wolf Hall and the upcoming martial arts tournament.

Having comprehended the Divine Dao of Medicine, Hua Tuo was now a divine physician in the truest sense, and had no need for modesty in this regard.

Upon seeing Zhang Fei, the scout immediately sprinted a few steps forward, arriving at his side, and cupped his hands while handing a cloth pouch over.

Preview of the Next Volume: Capture a red skeleton, dress it up as the Grim Reaper, build a hellish domain, and imprison nothing but arch-villains.

"It makes you look old!" Chen's father stared at Brother Baalian's transformed appearance and said in a daze.

In the original plotline, Wu Wudi did not die, yet Di Shitian, having mastered the Sacred Heart Code to perfection, never managed to find him.

As the words fell, the gigantic battle whale suddenly lurched into motion, writhing its massive body as it slid toward the opposite side of the ship, before plunging into the water with a "whoosh," kicking up waves over a dozen meters high.

Hearing Tang Letian's words, Ji Ran seemed to find a glimmer of enlightenment; today's sorrow might not necessarily be tomorrow's destiny, and perhaps the heavens were truly toying with her.

"Indeed, does the divine physician have a way to save her?" Xiao Feng was well aware of Ji Ming's terrifying might; any healer traveling alongside Ji Ming could hardly be a mediocre doctor.

"You are truly birds of a feather... Especially that Sovereign of Divine Raiment... Refusing to live a proper human life... and instead becoming a vampire ghoul... and even acting as your slave, Sergei," Tang Ren pointed at Sergei and cursed.

"Good grief! The barbarians mean business this time, dispatching an army of two hundred thousand, and that's just the vanguard." Hearing that the barbarians had sent a vanguard of two hundred thousand troops, Liu An expressed his shock from the side.

Fortunately, Badger Huang's Qi-concealing technique was still effective. Many ferocious-looking beasts ran past him not far away, yet completely ignored him, looking at him as if he were nothing more than a nearby boulder.

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Across the continent of Azeroth, any formidable individual—be it a knight, warrior, or mage—could play a pivotal role in the course of a battle. During the Battle of Lordaeron, it was Uther the Paladin who charged through enemy lines alone, holding his own with effortless ease against hundreds oforc warriors.

Seeing Chen Jin lead the charge, the revolutionaries fixed bayonets onto their rifles. While continuing to fire toward the outside of the city gate, they braced themselves for hand-to-hand combat.

Most immortals and demons across the five heavenly realms had no idea who was manipulating this strange "celestial phenomenon," but having witnessed its terrifying and overwhelming might, a shiver instinctively ran down their spines.

Brother Badger suddenly recalled something: had he yesterday irrigated the plants using undiluted stock solution of spirit fruit wine?

Everyone else present now realized that this Zhao Hao not only possessed a mysterious and bizarre power, but was also remarkably skilled in verbal combat, filling them with an even deeper dread of him.

The only pity was that the one marrying Green Luo was not Badger Huang, but merely his younger brother, Breaking Army... Because of this, their relationship was a degree more distant. Trying to establish ties with the strategist Bai Heng would likely prove even more difficult.

The massive form of the fierce wolf spanned the top of the third-floor staircase, blocking Feng Hao's path.

There were quite a few fish in the seawater of this third level. He sat by the water's edge, cast his bait, and fished quietly in silence.

The Hall of Memorials was located in the northwest corner of Yongxing Ward, east of the imperial city, spanning an area of nearly a thousand square meters. The former director of the hall had been transferred away, and the new director was Qiu Jing from the Bureau of Historiography—an old superior of Du Gou whom Du Gou had specially requested to take charge of the current hall.

He had only heard that later generations of yamen opened six扇 doors to display their majesty and grandeur, which eventually led to "Six Fan Doors" becoming a metonym for the government and yamen. However, this explanation clearly wouldn't suffice; now that Li Er was asking directly, he couldn't help but feel troubled.

Therefore, for centuries, no one dared to touch the issue of papermaking, not only because of the backwardness of the times, but also because of the obstruction of the aristocratic families. The influence of these families was simply too vast for anyone to dare offend them.

Not only Lin Xueer, Chu Tianjiao, Ren Yingying, and Liu Wei, but all of them followed closely behind Lin Hao with bewildered expressions as they sprinted forward. Gaze after gaze was cast toward Lin Hao.

At this moment, within the Sacred Dragon Grand Hall, a flash! A beam of white light streaked past, and a room materialized out of thin air.

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With a single thought, the pressure of the entire world bore down upon this tide of fire elemental energy, forcibly compressing it and rendering it powerless to detonate.

Inside the command tent of the Eighth Division, the corpse of Division Commander Chen, killed by a single gunshot, was dragged out like a dead dog.

From this perspective, the emergence of Journey to the West was, after all, a highly favorable development for the Commercial Alliance.

After gently making a slight commotion in the room and finding that Zhao Yonglian showed no reaction whatsoever, Zhao Kun finally set his mind at ease.

"If you're seeking thrills, just wait and see. I doubt the Liu family will easily let you inherit the estate according to the second will; they might pull something," said Yu Hanxheng.

Traveling from Zhejiang to Hunan spanned three provinces, cutting straight through Jiangxi, and took at least two days. Along the way, everyone gradually grew accustomed to the lack of normal gravity. Of course, occasional sabotage of the airship was to be expected, though the airship captain's heartbroken expressions made the group feel quite awkward.

"Royal Brother, I advise you to give up on Wu Junyi!" Dropping these words, Su Xuchuan turned and strode out of the martial arts arena.

Yet by now, Celestial Master Zhang could be certain of at least one thing: the trap set by the Ghost Gate last night was intended to wipe out their master-disciple duo entirely.

Previously, she only knew that Zhou Guangjie was Zhou Yunfei's son, never suspecting that the Zhou family had ties to the Azure Dragon Society! Had she known this, nothing could have persuaded her to let Jiang Yi offend Zhou Guangjie.

Ma Qifeng slowly raised his Ancient Sky Spear, pointing it straight at Jiang Feng. A piercing killing intent locked onto the void, his gaze freezing cold and laden with a formidable aura of slaughter. "Jiang Feng, I respect your military exploits on the coastal front and your efforts in projecting the majesty of China, and I have no wish to harm you. Hand over the Baixiaosheng token of your own accord, and in the future, I can assist you once."

As his voice trailed off, three gray-robed men assumed a pinwheel formation and channeled their arts, causing vast arrays of silver glowing runes to emerge beneath their feet.

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