Chapter 23

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Zhuluojia Chennuo was mortified—utterly humiliated. Yet he still had to say something. He coughed several times, but could not think of a single suitable word. Zhang Han was no fool either; trying to bluff his way through would not be easy.

At Ye Piao’s insistence, Felster and Gianna were both left behind with their mother. Then, beneath their mother’s reluctant gaze, he set out southward.

That statement was not exaggerated in the slightest. Before a God-King-level powerhouse, even the main-god-level beings who stood at the summit of the divine pyramid were reduced to helpless ants, utterly incapable of resistance.

The faint light went out once more, and the entire haunted house sank back into darkness. One could not see one’s own hand before one’s face; the only sound was the turning of mechanical gears.

Watching Guo Shuhan’s retreating figure, Li Linfu fell into deep thought. The deposed Crown Prince had reached the final step, which meant he too had to act quickly. Reaching beneath the carriage seat, he pulled out a small handbell and shook it gently. Its crisp chime split the night sky.

Seeing that Qin Shaoyou had begun to yield, Meyer Lansky secretly congratulated himself. He was just about to speak, but Qin Shaoyou had no intention of consulting him about whether he would stay or leave. With one arm boldly wrapped around Li Youzhu’s slender waist, he walked away.

If Yiyi grew up one day and met a scumbag like him, then as her father, he certainly would not be able to accept it.

Mina Suvali looked at the sisters Arceline and Lillian, whose faces were exactly alike, and found herself momentarily speechless. Seeing that Mina Suvali had nothing to say, Arceline exchanged a smile with Lillian.

“Then die!”

Ernis opened her mouth and spewed forth the breath of a sea dragon. The deep-blue torrent surged like a great river bursting its banks, far larger than any dragon breath Starry Night Watch had ever seen.

Might Guy wanted his disciple to stay far away from the whirlpool of power? Fine. Give him a place in the covert corps. If Might Guy let Neji join the covert corps, wouldn’t that solve the problem with Rock Lee?

Once the next generation of shinobi in their village grew up, would the Mist Village begin longing for the days when it had once been powerful enough to contend with the Leaf Village?

With a thunderous crash, a heavy object struck the ground. Long Xiya felt her body jolt violently, as though faint currents of electricity were flowing through her entire being, leaving her tingling all over.

God is the creator deity of Western mythology, an omniscient and omnipotent existence. Although he did not believe that God was the creator of the universe, nor that God was truly omniscient and omnipotent, God was unquestionably a supreme deity.

Of course, Qin Tianlong was no normal man either. His life was already so miserable, yet he still refused to divorce and had held on for several years.

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Lu Xibei’s face was dark and grim. He could not afford to provoke the Nie or Hua families, but he would not spare anyone else.

“And this agreement severing ties with your mother—keep it safe yourself.” Qian Ying handed the agreement back to him.

She was already a Qi-Refining cultivator. Although her strength was far inferior to Chu Fan’s, she was still far stronger than an ordinary person.

“Taiping, don’t go around saying nasty things.” As he spoke, another worker happened to pass by and kindly offered a reminder.

Tang Jiayu gave a cold laugh, leaned forward, and continued staring down Jon. His tone made him sound even more like a villain than an actual villain.

In truth, he had just experienced precisely that himself. During the six previous games of Texas hold ’em, John had won every time in the same fashion: a community-card spread that seemed to offer almost no chance of victory, followed by a reversal on the final card—and each time, it had beaten Murphy by the narrowest possible margin.

He seized the wooden stick. With a sharp crack, it snapped in two within his broad hand.

Correspondingly, the special-effect colas consumed far more mental energy. Take the Death Cola, for example. Tang Jiayu could summon at most three cans or so. Any more would leave him exhausted and suffering from severe headaches; he might even lose consciousness, and would need half a day or a full day in bed before recovering.

No wonder they had been so eager to send him an invitation. It turned out they simply wanted to watch him be humiliated by the Yue family.

It had been too dark then for him to make out her features. He had seen only a black mole on her face, while her voice had been soft as cotton candy.

In fact, the phoenix hairpins were all made more or less the same way. Only minute differences in craftsmanship and materials could distinguish them.

The vines had come from the two ornamental potted plants outside the staff lounge. Under Lin Tao’s control, they grew at astonishing speed, perfectly recreating the scene in which he and Tang Jiayu had once been trapped in the conference room by Applehead.

He had originally thought that Sun Wukong would cause a huge disturbance in the Peach Blossom Garden, but unexpectedly, the monkey had managed to restrain himself and had not done anything outrageously excessive.

Thus, under the combined weight of sorrow and pressure, her period naturally arrived late.

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Mu Xi allowed Qian Ning to plead through sobs and tears, yet remained unmoved. He stood there with a cold, distant expression, saying nothing.

This was the bag she had left behind that morning. If not for returning it to her, he would never have come back.

Even Li Xiong and the others from the Beast Squad, powerful as they were, could not guarantee that they would win every match. Though they were a top-tier team, dark horses inevitably appeared among the second-tier teams, and losing was perfectly normal.

Mu Qianxun felt increasingly guilty. Now that she had left, she had no idea when Mo Xue would be willing to let her return.

The Overlord Squad had abandoned every means of arming themselves, only to be disarmed by someone else’s casual, completely baseless remark.

Wear each other down. Let’s see whose patience lasts longer! Ye Qingcheng was not the sort of person who would follow someone else’s rhythm.

That was why the Four Attendants of the Bamboo Grove had such a poor reputation. People called them the Four Demons of the Bamboo Grove. Even so, they still observed a moral boundary: the flesh used to nourish the bamboo came from enemies who had fought them. They had never harmed innocent cultivators.

But if a high-level cultivator came here, they would certainly see through the flaw. Besides, they could not possibly hide here for the rest of their lives.

He climbed down from the heated brick bed and nearly slipped. Only then, looking down, did he realize that after those several slashes, blood had splattered everywhere, staining his entire body red. He wiped his hands with a towel belonging to one of the Japanese soldiers, grabbed the foreign saber as well, and walked out the door.

“Old Qin! It’s only been three years since we last met, and look at you—you’ve gotten thinner, and your back’s hunched too!” She Ming shouted toward Qin Kui.

The Ming Dynasty had always compared Liaodong to the capital’s left arm. Once Guangning was lost, that arm was severed completely, marking the effective end of Ming rule in Liaodong. The empire was no longer a complete body. Later, the Later Jin regime extended its sphere of influence into western Liaoning, which played a crucial role in stabilizing its rule.

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