35 My Ill-Fated Childhood Sweetheart (8)

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It was merely a change of location, not far from Wanjialing in De'an. The 51st Division force-marched to Jiuxiantang and immediately set about attacking the Japanese strongholds on the front line.
"That bitch! It’s all her fault!" Su Mengyao’s angry eyes flashed with a sharp, piercing light as she spoke viciously.
"Brilliant! Brilliant! As expected of Brother Sun, your planning is truly comprehensive. By attacking from both sides, I will surely make those people from Fudan Academy crawl out of Wuzhou City in disgrace." After hearing this, Cai Yuxing clapped his hands in praise.
Gu Ling’er glared at the man in front of her with annoyance, cursing inwardly: Are you a rabbit? Why must you always be so handsy?
Within her field of vision, the figure that had always been hazily superimposed over Maki Nishikino—a figure she was exceptionally familiar with—finally shattered at this moment, causing the other person’s features to emerge before Sonoda Umi with unprecedented clarity.
They had not lacked opportunities to see the Ming dynasty nobles with their entourages and magnificent mansions, but they could only ever catch a glimpse from afar.
Yi Ming realized he had underestimated the power of the Eight Extremes Spirit Gathering Array, especially under the manipulation of Ye Xiongtu and Jin San; he had already sustained significant internal injuries.
"If you hadn't stabbed Lin Chen, he wouldn't have been so easily knocked into the abyss by the man in black!" Wu Qiyu continued loudly.
"This is an ancient city. People once lived here, and the arrays here were meant to protect it. The ancient city would not shut everyone out for no reason, unless the intruders were enemies, or someone touched something belonging to the city!" Meng Die said.
"Don't speak, just follow us!" Yi Ming whispered, warning An Cunxiao not to give them away; otherwise, if the military discovered they were the invisible demons who had wreaked havoc in the hotel, it would be difficult to escape.
Pei Zheng had originally intended to pick up his father, who had been away for sixteen years, to bring him home for a reunion. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, his father died in his arms. The sudden and drastic turn of events left Pei Zheng unable to accept the reality. Looking at his motionless father in his arms, Pei Zheng’s face was etched with shock, unable to believe everything that was happening before his eyes.

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Having said this, he kicked Yang Tianlang in the chest. Yang Tianlang immediately dropped his steel saber and collapsed to the ground, clutching his chest as a mouthful of blood sprayed out; he then lay on the ground, groaning.
"Bullshit! Do you think your master is one to brag? Do you think I am one of those fake Taoists who play god to swindle people out of their money?! Although I haven't used exorcism techniques in nearly twenty years, I did learn a few things before I left the Celestial Master Sect. I still remember some of the exorcism spells and incantations my master taught me back then."
Lin Tian also used his spiritual sense to scout the surroundings; within a radius of ten kilometers, it was mostly wild forests, with powerful demonic beasts appearing only occasionally.
The jade screen displayed a stream of constantly changing information. There were nearly a thousand entries densely packed in black text. At the very top of the jade screen, three large golden characters caught the eye, which were the name of the screen itself: The Cloud-Chasing Rankings.
The Emperor had always wanted to pass the throne to him, but after he refused, the Emperor had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and choose Beiming Ziqi.
She walked over to his side stealthily, wanting to tuck him in, but accidentally touched his hand—it was ice cold.
Cultivation families with systematic training were rare, and sects were secondary. Even for large sects, having a complete cultivation system was already quite an achievement.
After throwing things, Gui Linglong sat on the floor and wailed, her heart filled with a sense of grievance and betrayal. After crying for a long time, the exhausted and sleepy Gui Linglong leaned against the wall and actually fell asleep.
The moment he saw the Demon Lord, an intense sense of danger surged in his heart. Aichen abruptly pulled Airan behind him.
The Old Ghost Zhaixing and the Black and White Heavenly Venerables also turned pale. They never expected that this person would deliberately mention them. Judging by his indifferent tone, he seemed to hold some prejudice against the Soul Palace.
This entity, though humanoid, had green skin all over, two horns on its head, a hideous face with fangs, and empty eye sockets. From head to toe, it was shrouded in a mass of black mist, looking just like a zombie that had crawled out of hell.

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Under the pressure of the Sharingan, Orochimaru broke into a sweat without realizing it, and even his tone became hurried.
Just as Qian Duoduo turned a corner, he seemed to run into a wall, to the point where the thick foundation on his face stained the dark T-shirt of the person in front of him white.
When deep night descended, two bright headlights shone onto the lawn outside. The driver's door opened, and Lu Hanting returned.
Deng Suli bowed repeatedly to her phone in gratitude. After all, it was a stroke of luck to receive help from people in the live stream whom she had never met. It was worth noting that even her own brother had refused to donate blood to help her when she was admitted to the hospital, so Deng Suli was naturally filled with gratitude.
Captain Li understood the situation; at this moment, the Imperial Palace was divided into two factions: one side was the isolated Li Rou, and the other was the numerically superior Qian family.
"You're welcome, this is what you deserve." Tang Feng nodded slightly, found a container to store the highly toxic Blood Spirit Ganoderma, and then led Nightingale out the door.
The number of copper plates held by the Eight Sides was conservatively estimated to be over five hundred, perhaps even reaching six hundred, accounting for nearly half of the total sixty sides' copper plates.
He had been exhausted by Xiao Zhan the previous night, but despite this, he did not go to rest the next day. Compared to Xiao Zhan, the contrast could not have been more stark.