31. The Cold-Hearted Scoundrel Who Abandoned His Wife and Child (6)

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Dilly-dallying as he was, the sky had grown dusky, though not yet pitch black. Li Yuanhao felt a surge of annoyance that night had not yet fully fallen, and he reluctantly loosened his grip.

Cui Liu bowed her body and hurried out in a rush. Just then, Imperial Physician Han, a man over seventy, was heading toward the main courtyard with his medicine chest on his back. He was knocked to the ground by Cui Liu and let out a pained cry.

Forget it, it makes sense. My life was given by the system, and Qian Guoli’s life was given by me; either way, I came out ahead.

"How would I know how to do that?" Lin Fengmian said, feeling dejected. As someone raised on materialist education, encountering something like this had already shattered her worldview—how could she possibly know how to cultivate?

Among them, only the leader had a background in border defense; the rest were gathered bandits and refugees, with extremely weak combat capability.

At this point, Qin Ru’s eyes brightened once more, likely because she was delighted at the thought of having disgusted someone she loathed.

Faced with Hu Yuliang’s questioning, Nezha could not answer, but his hatred for the Nine-Tailed Fox was etched into his very bones. He snapped, "Shut your mouth! The Nine-Tailed Fox is born seductive and evil, cruel to the extreme. Tell me, shouldn't I kill you?" With that, he raised his hand, ready to strike her with his spear.

"Yuncui Peak? No wonder—this is going to be a spectacle," the disciples below chattered, though their words had no effect on the two fighting on the stage.

The Heavenly Fire Hell Gate, as long as it wasn’t dispersed, would inevitably explode once its duration ended, regardless of the circumstances. Therefore, Zhou Wu could never use it inside the cave dwelling.

Thinking of this, Zuo Guangcheng’s expression gradually softened. He said, "This area is the most secret underground spiritual vein of our sect. We began excavating it thousands of years ago, and it is the sect’s greatest secret."

The situation left Zhang Lin stunned, especially when Deng Ruo prepared to swing her blade again. Zhang Lin rushed forward and pulled the person into her arms.

What Zhang Yuan found curious was that even though he had been messing with its mind so much, he hadn't received a single notification regarding negative emotions.

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Wang Yilong, who had yet to take the stage, sat in the dressing room, restless—and not because the finals were only ten minutes away.

"No way!" Wang Yilong said with absolute finality. Why waste money covering everything? Besides, wouldn't that make him a kept man?

Netizens flooded the comments, saying that this kind of horror movie was enough after one viewing and that there was no need to continue.

Cai Bulaji had no choice but to use Wang Dazhuang as a shield, but the guy was so heavy that she still found it somewhat difficult to lift him.

Cheng Yi was taken into a room where there was a bed with a quilt, and he was placed upon it.

He had only seen Dazhuang’s profile earlier, but now, seeing him from the front, he realized he had styled his hair into a mohawk.

"Because if you keep asking, I won't be able to wait until our wedding day to show you whether I can or not!" Mo Lin said with utmost seriousness.

If Red Lotus still didn't understand the inner details at this point, she wouldn't be worthy of being an inner-court disciple. Her beautiful eyes could not help but glare fiercely at Chu Yunqi.

He had never truly harbored any twisted intentions toward Tong Lei; these were merely a misunderstanding and a man’s subconscious reaction.

Zhou Ruoshui looked over; if the place engulfed in raging fire wasn't the abandoned house, then what was it? At that moment, disregarding her own safety, she dropped the food box in her hands and ran toward the ruins.

"Do you want to know the story between me and the Snow Mastiff?" The old man sank into his memories, reminiscing about a scene as if he had returned to that moment decades ago.

This trip was a fruitful one, returning with five cubs, including a divine Snow Mastiff. He had already discussed it with Yu Qian, who was the best partner for establishing a mastiff kennel together.

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"How do you walk without making a sound?" Mo Li looked at the sheepskin boots on her feet in surprise. Theoretically, such boots had thick, hard soles and should have made a clacking sound with every step; even if they had been distracted, they should have heard her footsteps.

During the entire duration of the battleship's construction, 200 combat angels would establish an impenetrable space defense net in the mother nest's low orbit to prevent information leaks and other accidents.

"Young Master Liu, you’ve finally come?" Wang Zhanli, who had been waiting in the medical laboratory for a long time, hurried to greet Liu Ming as soon as he arrived. Following Liu Ming's arrangements, he had been undergoing various medical examinations for the past two days and was already bored to death.

"It’s really hot inside the Dilong," Zhou Yi'er said to Su Ruhui after they had walked a distance away, instructing Xinhe and Xiuwan to keep their distance.

They were casting magic and sometimes creating space between them; it was as if they were practicing the accuracy of the Lich's magical attacks.

Mi Lai let out a cold snort: "Enough talk, make your move." As she said this, she leaned forward and performed the etiquette preceding a Taekwondo stance.

Once the price of one hundred thousand was called, many gave up on the idea of bidding. They knew that some things were destined not to be theirs, even if they desired them. Especially the person who had just bid—that was someone from one of the six great families of East Prefecture. Could ordinary people touch what they had their eyes on?

He had gone to the Return to Ruins, where he had once tasted what it meant to be annihilated. It seemed as if the power of all the heavens and myriad realms were being destroyed there, but now, everything was dilapidated, with broken land and scattered stone tablets everywhere.

"Spirit pills to achieve divinity—aside from talent and aptitude, one's own opportunities and luck are also very important. It is not surprising that many people are stuck at this bottleneck." The delicate-featured man did not move his gaze from the screen in front of him as he spoke coolly.