Volume One, Chapter 55: The Divine Crossbow-Transmigrando para a antiguidade, outros comem terra de Guanyin, você na verdade tem lagostas gigantes?(Querida uva)

The speech was supposed to end here, but Yang Luo suddenly had an impulse to slip in some personal remarks.

“Hmph, still putting on a show for me? Do you think you can fool us like children?” The middle-aged man exuded authority without raising his voice.

Mathew was deeply frustrated—was there really a commander like Sima Yi? Meanwhile, Gao Shun quietly took note of the situation.

“I must find someone with mixed ethnic blood next time, someone who won’t be outdone by Zhuge Liang,” Sima Yi thought to himself.

“That’s enough!” Seeing things spiraling out of control, the great lord Gao Shan, seated in the front, finally lost patience and shouted angrily.

Xiahou Xue, who had extended her hand, retracted it upon hearing that the item belonged to Xiahou Yuan, pouted, and said, “I don’t want his stuff,” before running out.

“All right, all right. It’s good for you young folks to interact more. My wife and I won’t disturb you anymore. Go have fun on your own,” Lin Lide said with the demeanor of a true leader as he took his seat.

At the same time, an ancient-style silver-black square cauldron ascended into the sky. The spirit of a fourth-tier artifact took form as a shadowy figure clad in black, strikingly handsome and godlike, swiftly appearing behind Qu Mingchan.

Quan Ling nodded at Du Xuan while taking a bottle of the Creation Pill from her hand, gripping it tightly for easy access. After all, it was the foundation of cultivation, and a single mistake could shatter one’s soul or reduce them to a powerless wreck. Quan Ling felt the tension and worry deeply.

“Brother Liu Jun, on the ring, no kicking, alright?” After several rounds, Wan Bang was drenched in sweat, but Liu Jun blocked almost every punch without much difficulty. Instead, Wan Bang was the one feeling the pain from the hits.

If things hadn’t yielded multiple times the expected benefit, he might have felt more balanced. The key was, the other had succeeded. Ugh, annoying, so annoying—I just want to go home immediately.

But without a good mindset, acting arrogantly and disorderly, becoming complacent when favored, and giving up when frustrated, this was the inevitable outcome.

Lu Di slowly lit an incense stick, imitating his earlier posture, and walked towards the altar. Suddenly, she pushed the incense toward the man’s face. He looked at her with terror, disbelief as if seeing a ghost, and slowly closed his eyes.

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Although these Star Realm Mind-Stealing Demons were furious, they dared not risk entering the Shadow Dimension completely controlled by Bai Jiade. Even gods hesitated to venture there; these demons were even more cautious.

There are many ways to be reborn, and Chengde locked himself in a room for a whole day—it was his mother’s room, filled with her scent everywhere.

Qiaojia Decoration was a chain renovation company. President Peng, unable to continue, was replaced by a veteran sent from headquarters to assist Director Xiao in running the business, while Peng was transferred to Mengzi.

Interestingly, this world also had brotherhoods that long opposed the Cross Divine Works Guild, though due to their professions and beliefs, their reputation was obscure, resulting in a broken lineage.

But Ji Feng did not care. Seeing the undead demigod monsters disappear while the undead army slowly advanced toward the Laika main city as originally ordered, he nodded. These monsters should provide the fortress with some nourishment and allow the activation of special devices.

Ming Suo watched carefully, feeling that keeping a place open only invited trouble. This matter couldn’t be delayed, so he quickly pushed Ming Yao aside.

At sixteen, Qian Lun, wielding the cultivation of a Great Sage Taoist Lord, ventured alone into an ancient god emperor’s tomb. Not only did he survive, but he also brought out the emperor’s coffin lid, gaining fame throughout the Eastern Desert’s archaeological circles as the era’s most gifted tomb raider.

He gave her so many beautiful memories, accompanying her through reckless and lonely years.

“Why do I feel you hate her so much? Did she wrong you?” Chu Qingkuang’s inquisitive gaze fell upon Ye Zhen. He was certain of Ye Zhen’s unhidden loathing and hatred for Huang Wanru but could not understand how such feelings had arisen.

“It’s all fine now,” Qian Qiyue said calmly as she shoveled rice. Today’s meal was perfectly cooked—soft and sticky, neither too much nor too little. Indeed, everything had settled down. That was good enough.

“Even if I say more, you’ll find out once you investigate,” Chen Wanwan said helplessly, no longer holding any hope.

Step by step, Yang Hangyu felt as if he were walking on a blade’s edge, each step a torment, blood dripping. He heard his own shattered voice: “Is she... still alive?” Suddenly the world went dark, and he weakly collapsed, watching his wife silently weep nearby.

“Brother Jun understands Shuang’er best. Shuang’er’s swordsmanship has improved again,” Leng Shuang’s figure flashed like flowing light as she drew the ancient sword embedded in the ground.

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“Don’t ask who I am. I just want to ask if you want to take Ma Long down,” the man’s voice on the phone was cold and sinister.

Though his steps faltered and his body felt drained, as long as he lived, the youth would not fall.

Ye Zhen leaned close to Feng Jiao, mocking her weak appearance. Without hesitation, she pinched Feng Jiao’s philtrum hard, applying increasing pressure. Feng Jiao grimaced, trying to endure, but her hand hidden in her sleeve clenched in pain, and even her closed eyes shimmered with moisture.

“Nephew Zhang, sit down a while longer. Dinner is about to be served. Stay for the meal before you leave,” Ouyang Ming said politely.

“It’s been a thousand years, yet there’s still no sign. I wonder how many spells he has comprehended!” Elder Long’s visits were frequent, and each time he saw Lin Tian, he grew excited.

“Holy Emperor, Lin Tian?” The Azure Emperor suddenly recalled that the Holy Emperor was subdued by Lin Tian and must have been bound by some constraint; otherwise, he wouldn’t have willingly submitted.

In the past, his greatest wish was to reach Miyako’s level so they could battle.

“Mind your own business.” Latiz charged at Tianjinfan, his fist crashing against Tianjinfan’s hastily crossed arms. Crack! Bones in Tianjinfan’s arms broke, eliciting a scream as he was thrown away.

“Besides, didn’t you just agree to this marriage?” The “one month” mentioned earlier referred to his third brother’s marriage to Baby Miss, right?

The two observed their surroundings through the window screen. After a while, Ma Zhongliang grew bored and wandered through the rooms but found nothing new. He then sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette.