"——Go find her."

Within a fleeting moment, a colossal monster nearly a thousand meters tall stood tall across the wilderness. The Thousand-Face Monster had detached its true form, fully prepared for a battle to the death.

"Then have someone move him out." Before the imperial physician could finish, Li Yiyan interrupted him and immediately turned to call out to Sui Qing.

A sharp pain surged from Ye Tao's shoulder—Dai Yun had bitten him fiercely right through his clothes.

Mei Changtian was merely a child from an ordinary family, and his living conditions were far inferior to the original Fang Xin. Had it been the former Fang Xin, he might have felt disdain, but the present Fang Xin felt a chill run through his heart.

"My name is Wei Cheng! I once commanded an army of tens of thousands and fought bloody battles against the demon race for many years!" The old man's tone was arrogant, brimming with an unworldly, overbearing majesty. At a glance, he truly looked the part.

Mother Liu felt a momentary sense of bewilderment. Having been by the young lady's side for nearly seven years, there were still times when she felt she could not truly see through her.

"Right, we do need to report this to the county and the provincial authorities." Reporting it didn't mean they had to bear the primary responsibility anyway. Besides, with matters like this, it was always better to believe they existed than to believe they didn't. Once the county magistrate heard the rumors and submitted a report, strictly speaking, even if it turned out to be a false alarm, it wouldn't cause any major issues and at most would result in a reprimand.

That boy was so furious he almost coughed up blood. Proof of a relationship? He was nothing more than a lapdog, a spare tire, and a hanger-on by the campus belle's side—he had zero relation to her at all, and Xia Qingqing had never even deigned to look at him properly.

Sometimes people simply loved to deceive themselves; without seeing something with their own eyes, they still clung to a sliver of hope in their hearts.

The opponent on the seventeenth floor was likewise an enemy he had encountered before: Xue Wuqing, whom he had faced when he was a tenth-grade beast; the Heavenly God Ancestor, whom he had met as a Demon Emperor; and the Eastern Evil Saint, whom he had encountered as a Demon Saint. All of them were easily dealt with by him.

Although it appeared to be a staircase entrance, reality was not as it seemed. This was merely a form of space-time transformation. In truth, Zhang Yue was using his own dimensional blessed land as a springboard to invade another dimensional world.

Tang Youyou had no idea what this man was up to again. However, the moment his thin lips pressed against hers, her mind instantly went blank. All her thoughts seemed to be blocked out by him, leaving only her senses to perceive his deepening kiss—overbearing yet lacking nothing in tenderness.

Today, she had once again been called out by Chen Baihe. After the two of them finished strolling and grew tired, they went to a Western restaurant by the river.

Lu Ping was Lu Yucheng's shadow, while Lu An was Lu Yuhua's shadow. They always lurked in the shadows, responsible for the safety of the two brothers.

The youth had red lips and white teeth, and his gaze was sharp and fierce. Within his pupils, flashes of dim and flickering black divine lightning danced continuously.

Following the roars of the three serpents, a massive gate suddenly opened on the mountain ahead. As the gate swung open, the earth shook and the mountains quivered, slowly coming to a halt only after a full minute.

"Knowing what?" When it came to acting, their President Qin was not lacking in intelligence; his performance could definitely deceive anyone.

The Iron-Blood Sect, with a mere hundred or so members, had managed to turn a rival faction of nearly six hundred people upside down and dizzy with confusion. This forced those orthodox sects that had once looked down upon the Iron-Blood Sect to look at them in a completely new light.

While launching forward, Jiang Kairan also felt quite impressed by Luo Tao's reaction. To think that until now, he still hadn't noticed the strangeness between himself and the youth—did he really think this was just an ordinary fight between students?

"Consultant Lin, following the treatment method you just used, will these drug-enforcement dogs be able to work temporarily tomorrow?" Sun Kaixuan asked.

Impacted by the lake waves, they washed ashore in droves. The moment they appeared, their hostile intent was instantly directed at all humans.

On the other side, Xiao Yan had long since awakened from his coma, but he remained in seclusion. Although he did not understand where those vast torrents of Origin Qi within his body had come from, he could clearly sense that his cultivation realm was about to break through to the Origin Emperor realm with the help of this power.

With a roar, the Buddha-Demon actually severed one of its own arms, dropped the shroud it was holding, and fled three hundred meters away, barely managing to dodge the blow.

"Mortars, deploy smoke grenades! Cover the demolition specialists, brothers!" Battalion Commander Wang shouted to his subordinates.

"Ghost beneath my sword, prepare to meet your doom!" Hearing this, Duyuan sent his Qingfeng treasured sword soaring into the air, lunging straight forward.

"Hmph, I see your marksmanship is nothing special after all. I wasn't in my best state; even if you temporarily defeat me, there's nothing proud about that," Yao Wang sneered disdainfully.

Clad in fluttering red robes as dazzling as fire, beneath the all-encompassing light, she gazed submissively at the youth before her, just as if she were facing a supreme monarch who had crossed battlefields with spear and armor, ruling the world.

Did this mean that the god among countless cosmic thieves finally had a chance to plunder the infinite treasures in He Ming's home?

Not long after the imperial conference concluded, Bertoltice, who was preparing to leave, was stopped by Schneizel.

The tank battalion was bustling with frantic activity. The soldiers were sweating profusely as they inspected the running gear, suspension system, engine, exhaust fans, oil, water, and electrical circuits, artillery, ammunition, and so on, checking everything off point by point.

The main infantry forces could do little against scattered cavalry scouts; if the force was too small, they couldn't surround them, and if it was too large, it would hinder the march of the main army. Therefore, generally, unless it affected the overall situation, they simply let them be, because a large army on the march was practically impossible to conceal.

Prior to this, no one knew that Young Master Rong was a jewelry designer. Gu Xiangyi had assumed he was just talking idly in the past, never expecting him to possess genuine talent. He either didn't act, but when he did, he shocked everyone with a masterpiece.

At that time, GK had done a special feature on her, but because she lacked fame, although the jewelry collection sold very well afterward, no one knew who the designer was, and Gu Xiangyi never got the chance to come to the forefront.

Even so, according to the estimates of Sun Quanhou and He Cuihua, after the troops reached Lhasa, they would only be able to hold out for two to three months at most.