Reincarnation

"Stop..." Having uttered only the first character, Xin Yun immediately stopped, looking at Qingfeng with a puzzled expression.

"Since there aren't many demon soldiers, the patrolling area assigned to Huang Badger shouldn't be too large... I think he can take charge of the region from Buffalo Horn Mountain to Falcon Fall Ravine," Stone Great Drill-Wind said casually.

Channeling his inner focus to connect with the Phantom Beast Gate, in just a split second, the gate burst into brilliant radiance. A bloody realm filled with countless skeletons and an intensely chilling illusion appeared before the eyes of the cultists. Overwhelmed by the power of the Phantom Beast Gate, they were all instantly trapped within the illusion.

However, today's occasion was mixed with all sorts of people, and major powers were watching the imperial examinations closely to scout for talent. Standing out too conspicuously offered no real advantages and was far less practical than keeping a low profile and quietly making a fortune.

Up until this very moment, the two Shangqing cultivators stationed here still did not dare to make a desperate move or launch a frontal assault; the two of them were still hesitating.

Wei Yun declared, "Block the exits, don't let them escape!" The drug dealers fled in all directions in panic, and no one bothered to wonder why the police had arrived.

Yet, compared to the sublime taste of the egg-fried rice, the three of them were much more concerned about whether it possessed the same magical efficacy as the fish soup.

If he hadn't become this township mayor, would those three million been within his reach? This question was indeed difficult to answer, but deep down in his subconscious, Sun Zhaohua preferred to believe that he wasn't abusing his power for personal gain—after all, his wealth originated from the mining of that copper deposit.

The old man looked close to eighty years old, with half-closed eyes, sagging skin, sparse hair, and a senile demeanor. Beside him rested a Nine-Dragon cane radiating precious light that caught everyone's eye, making it clear at a glance that the item was extraordinary.

At this moment, Fan Ji, the Spirit Lord, Sanqing, and others also began to assign personnel, each taking charge of a city and jointly leading it alongside the city's lord.

"Of course I'll refine this for you first." It seemed Spark still held quite a bit of resentment toward him; if he wanted her to teach him, he would have to coax her properly.

Chu Tianyang let out a cold snort as his response. Seeing this situation, Lin Mohuan instantly felt a splitting headache. Surrounded on all sides, the opposing party possessed firearms, and the car he was driving was shockingly conspicuous.

She was unwilling to accept this, utterly unwilling. All those promises of eternity, all those assurances of staying together forever—they had all been lies.

Young Master Mo smiled faintly and patted Su Jin's head, saying, "Go ahead." Su Jin nodded, picked up the hen and duck, and hurried into the kitchen to busy herself.

Yet the moment he supported her, her delicate skin combined with her refreshing attire set his imagination running wild. For a moment, he did not know what to say.

"Dr-Dragon Fist Marshal!" Xu Yi asked somewhat flusteredly, still unsure whether Dragon Fist was currently a friend or an enemy.

Having finished these tasks, the man drove his eagle away from the cliff edge, hovered briefly in the sky, and gazed downward.

Young Master Mo Li breathed a sigh of relief, initially thinking the girl had chosen him. Along with that relief, however, a trace of inexplicable disappointment flashed through his heart.

Mo Qin took another photo, and comparing the before and after shots, the subsequent photo indeed lacked that dark shadow, proving that a moment ago, Zang Qingyi's eyes had not played tricks on him—there truly had been a dark shadow there.

Unsure how long she had lain there, Lin Nian felt a wave of drowsiness creeping in, so she stood up, brushed the accumulated snow off her clothes, and prepared to return. Shortly after walking down the Facing Sun Terrace, she noticed the place was much livelier than usual. Disciples walked in small groups of twos and threes, looking hurried and whispering amongst themselves about something. Indifferent to the commotion, Lin Nian walked straight toward her room.

Liang Bao and King Mindang watched as Hao Meng's forces fell into disarray and secretly rejoiced—damn it, the opportunity had arrived. A sharp whistle pierced the air, and King Mindang, wielding a curved blade, charged out alongside Liang Bao's troops.

Xiahou Dun frowned. Having listened to the scout's report, he muttered continuously in his heart: What should I do? What should I do?

This kind of atmosphere was exactly what I wanted, and it was also rare, because it was so difficult for us to gather like this. I figured that after today, it would only become even harder.

"Hey! Attila, have you really made up your mind?" Stefan asked, resting a hand on Attila's shoulder.

Seeing Qingyuzi display such martial prowess, Zhao Hongyang was utterly baffled. He had previously believed that no more than ten people in the martial arts world could steadily defeat him, and Qingyuzi was not among them. Yet judging by the present situation, if he were to swap places with the Bright Dharma King, he likely would only be able to fend off the blows.

"Cease operations immediately and lead the troops to Callisto without delay," Yue Hai commanded urgently.

My cousin nodded and obediently walked onto the stage hugging his guitar. Looking at his back, it felt as though he had found a place where he truly belonged. As for myself, I remained lingering within the struggles of human nature, entirely unaware of where life's final destination lay.

"I still don't understand why Your Majesty had to send Elder Brother to such a distant place." Although what was done could not be undone, whenever Dai Jin thought of somewhere as far away as Shuchuan, she still couldn't comprehend why Jing Cheng could be so merciless.

Wang Yan understood and followed Qiu Long on foot to the stables, where people were already waiting to lead out horses. There were around a hundred heavy cavalrymen, armed to the teeth, while Wang Yan's armor appeared much lighter compared to theirs.

Yet regarding the issue of the Ling family, he held his own perspective, firmly believing that executing the chicken to warn the monkeys was far more intimidating than sweeping matters under the rug.

Qiongqiong had done it on purpose; she had long since realized that this trip had an ulterior motive, but she preferred not to speak of it openly. Instead, she offered occasional veiled hints, hoping to share the burden and face whatever came together.

The left flank was the area where Ruben excelled at operating, whereas Lauren had occasionally shown a lack of concentration this season. He had received a red card in the match against PSV Eindhoven two weeks ago, and if he committed a similar foolish error in this game, it would not be easily forgiven.

Hearing this, Lin Zhennian nodded and replied, "Chief! I understand. I'll go back right now to pack my luggage, goodbye, Chief!" With that, waiting for the First Chief to hang up the phone, he immediately put down the receiver and walked out of his office.

"By the way, I heard from people that you and Mingji of the Mingxin Sword Sect don't quite see eye to eye?" The fat man lowered his voice intentionally, speaking with a mysterious air.

Driven by his ambition, Dina was completely unwilling to perish here. Thus, he raised his arms in a battle cry and charged out with the remaining five hundred or so fleeing drow.

Because the night air was too bitter, the two did not ride horses back but instead boarded Li Chang'an's carriage.

Clenching his fists tightly and raising his head, he roared at the top of his lungs, as if displaying his dominance to every super sniper across the entire world.