Chapter 62: Riot

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Jiang Ran's gaze was fixed dead on the last page of the manual.
On one of the monsters, whose shape was indistinguishable due to the overly scribbled strokes, was unmistakably outlined the exact same pattern that appeared right after Zhezhou's name!
Jiang Ran suddenly felt as though a basin of icy water had been poured over her head from above.
What on earth kind of place was Paro Island?
Was the scene depicted in this so-called explorer's manual a thing of the past, a thing of the future, or perhaps a loop?
Then... her own
Just as Mu Tianran was leaving, posts about Mu Tianran appeared all over the SZ University online communities and forums.
She was already in a complete mess, repeatedly struggling to crawl up from the bloody, muddy water, yet her ankles were being tightly gripped and pulled back down.
Fanyangtian coldly eyed King Lanxuan, the light of hatred radiating from his eyes actually blazing fiercely in the void, which deeply terrified the various entities watching through an alternate realm. One could imagine just how furious Fanyangtian was at this moment.
The last time they had a fight to that extent, the Immortal could only cry out, "I can't control myself," and then his left arm and an entire earthly vein exploded together simultaneously.
The ancestral hall was the place Hongwei valued most, so naturally he would dispatch heavy guards day and night to prevent anyone bent on dealing with him from causing sabotage.
Speaking of the television university, Chu Ya was still unwilling to recall it. If she had not returned to the school for exams that day, she might have been able to avoid that car accident, and perhaps the path of her life would have led to a different ending.
Jiang Yiran ordered a bouquet of tulips, had the crystal bracelet he designed sent over as well, and then left the company.
With a sudden change in expression, Luo Chen looked toward the ocean. Waves tens of meters high suddenly surged up—needless to say, stirred up by Tian Xurong and Di Rongyao. The boiling-like tide came roaring toward this region.
However, turning out exactly like the scenarios in the movies, the police always arrived fashionably late after everything was over.
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Both sides had their strengths and weaknesses, remaining deadlocked for a time. The silver wolf dared not launch a reckless attack, and Shen Qingxuan and her two companions also dared not strike casually.
Shui Wuxin wore a solemn expression, feeling that the burden on her delicate shoulders was somewhat heavy. She understood that this battle concerned the honor of the Nine Swords Palace, and if she lost to Lin Yueyin, it would also signify that the Nine Swords Palace was inferior to the Seven Absolutes Sect in individual duels. Therefore, she had to go all out to defeat her before she could even consider subsequent team battles.
"Just say that. She said the Third Miss is smart and doesn't need to know anything else, and she doesn't know anything else either," Youling spoke the honest truth.
"I... I hid it under the mattress. Is that not okay?" Yang Rongrong did not understand why he was so angry.
"Boss, what are you guys talking about? Why does Wen Sheng's expression look like dishwater?" Xie Yulong asked with a swaggering smile as he walked over.
The two deacons seemed quite satisfied with Xie Shaoqing's arrangement. This situation was extremely disadvantageous to them, and sitting here now, they felt as though they had been completely surrounded by this group of people.
There were also those whose arms and legs had been shaved off by shrapnel, lying on the ground screaming in agony. Aside from regret, these people had no other thoughts in their minds. The only thing they thought of before death was why on earth they had listened to Liuding—wasn't living a good life better?
Of course, this was also because Ye Bing knew that the Songbai brothers, as well as Ye Jin and Ye Shiqing who had once bullied him, were all dead. After all, this head of the family had at most looked down upon their father and son without personally stepping forward to humiliate them.
Qinghe Yipin gradually grew quiet. The night was already deep, and Lian Si and the others had all packed up and returned to their rooms to rest, while Changxi was led away by Liang Xiaoxiao. Tangtang and Guoguo were also asleep. Lu Jinyu waited left and right without seeing Mo Ziyu, and then looked right and left without seeing Lu Jinyu, feeling somewhat puzzled as to where this person had gone.
Gu Qi finally figured out the reason why so few people were suddenly on duty today. Presumably, the rest had been transferred away in advance, just waiting for him to walk into the trap.
"Shiqing, I think you should have some ideas in your mind, but these ideas leave you hesitant and unable to decide whether you should take this step. I wonder if I guessed right?" Guo Qianrong looked at Liu Shiqing and said faintly.
Under the reinforcement of a massive amount of extreme ice energy, the Ice-Sealing Orb's attack damage increased by geometric multiples, instantly shattering Ota Isai's protective shield and finishing him off in the second strike.
Xu Luo looked around to the left and right, then slammed the door shut with a loud *bang*, turned back to smile at the crowd and said, "Look, how about that? My master even said it, I am immune to all evils!" Having said that, he smiled and strode back to the group, while Duan Qiuyue complained that Xu Luo shouldn't have tried to show off.
However, to build a production line, high-precision and cutting-edge machine tools and equipment were required. This happened to be the fatal Achilles' heel of the Huaxia nation.
Faced with Xiao Yunfei's strategy of besieging Wei to rescue Zhao, the Beast God raised an eyebrow, his right palm tracing a circle in the void. Black Qi surged forth like a tide, and with a single palm strike aimed directly at Xiao Yunfei's face, the Baiyang Divine Sword instantly pierced into the black Qi. At that very instant, intense thunder light suddenly erupted from the sword body.
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Seeing this scene, a faint smile appeared on Gu Qing's face. Finally, he caught a glimpse of her shadow from over a decade ago.
Looking at the various changes happening before him, Gu Qing recalled the various matters back on Earth.
Hehua felt a pang of guilt. She lowered her head and stole a glance at the master, and seeing his gloomy and silent expression, she grew even more terrified, not daring to speak the truth.
Although elders Fenyan and Jinghua also possessed decent strength, as elders, the investment in their cultivation naturally fell short of true disciples who represented the future of a sect. Even if the two of them joined forces, they could not display divine might like Gan Buhua to detain the black-robed man of the seventh rank of Dan Dao before them.
The barrier formed by light rapidly materialized on the exterior of his body, resembling dozens of intersecting rays of light shifting across him.
Since she could not truly trust him, she still held a great deal of uncertainty regarding Hu Jinglei's attitude toward the current incident between Pei Shixin and Hu Jinghong.
Xia Yanran refused to believe it, nor did she know whose name was constantly being called out by someone who was dead drunk, completely disregarding how much damage that name inflicted on Han Yichen.
"Yeah! So what? I did it, are you not satisfied?" Seeing Xiao Yu's piercing gaze, Youlian Sanren reverted to his original rogue-like demeanor, puffing out his chest and lifting his chin with a "what-can-you-do-to-me" expression.
Just as Pang Tong had anticipated, six days later, seeing that they still could not capture Tongguan, the two opposing armies packed up their camps and retreated. As a result, the invasion by the three states was completely shattered.
Lin Xiangnan did not come over again; he merely watched the confident radiance visibly blooming on Ye Ziyu's face due to the German translation. The smile at the corner of his lips was not deep, but it came from the heart.
"You can't put it that way. If Han Xiao is gone, there are still others; after all, I am not his only son," Han Zhen said.
After exchanging greetings, Shen Cheng looked toward his third sister, his eyes welling up with tears once again. Reaching family members under such circumstances left his emotions violently stirred, and warm liquid involuntarily welled up as he emotionally called out "Third Sister."
"You seem to be talking about an earth-shattering matter, but why do I find it increasingly pleasant to listen to?" Xue Wen placed his sword on the table with a thud.
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