Chapter 34 [Second Update]

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The concern shown by Qiu Boxuan’s third uncle was, in truth, merely a calculated move to ensure Qiu Boxuan could stage a heroic rescue of the princess amidst the chaos of the rioting mob.
Therefore, the highly image-conscious grandmasters ultimately decided to completely strip the Taurus Star Lord of his divine office and reclaim his immortal roots.
What secret were they keeping from him? What was Dongfang Qingye’s true objective in leaving the palace this time?
Of course, if that were the only link between them, the relationship between the two families would naturally have faded after the death of the sister, Ding Xiangrong.
Leonhard paused, then slowly and elegantly sat back in his chair, watching Jian Han on the screen with a mix of anticipation and restraint.
Omnipotent Dad: By the way, remember to take screenshots during the video call, especially of that Barbie pink; I want to send it to your mother so we can appreciate it together.
The survivors harbored hostility toward the youth classes dressed in white robes and neon military uniforms, especially those who had already been tormented by the researchers; the sight of them made their legs tremble, which only fueled everyone’s righteous indignation to rush forward.
They never dreamed that the seemingly naive high school student before them was actually Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng, and concurrently the owner of Gold Medal Entertainment and Fengyun Music Network.
Behind them, over a dozen men attacked Huangfu Qingjue and Ling Yichen simultaneously. They knew that to eliminate Ling Chuxi, they had to first dispose of these two young men; unless they joined forces, neither of them possessed the strength to do so alone.
She remembered clearly that when she turned off her computer earlier, she had unplugged the lighter-shaped flash drive and left it on the desk. Why had it suddenly vanished?
"Hello, it’s me," Wang Dong said lethargically, deciding in his heart that no matter who was on the other end, he would offer a few perfunctory words and hang up immediately.
Zuo Hongbo had gained face and no longer wished to pursue the matter regarding Liao Yiwen; he wore a smile, as if he were now on equal footing with Mo Mo.
Qing Binghe looked back and was momentarily stunned; Quan Shuo Liuli was staring fixedly at the giant human face, while only Nalan Xiaoqiang looked utterly bewildered.

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Perhaps to an outsider, it appeared that Ye Yun had closed his eyes to sleep, but Tilan knew that Ye Yun was actually cultivating.
"General Churu, are we not here to investigate the issue regarding the Prince of the Imperial Kingdom? Why have we come here?" Su Xiao could not help but ask.
Ye Yun and Tilan leaped into the dark shadows of the tree canopy, evading a wave of rotating patrol guards. This was the thirteenth patrol group they had successfully avoided.
After being rescued, Qing Kou leaned against the wall, silent and motionless, and the atmosphere grew heavy. Responding to the silent moonlight, it seemed as if everything that had just occurred was merely a fleeting dream.
After all, even your counter is made of gold, looking like a man who has money to burn—if the criminals don't target you, who would they target?
This was the signature style of the Mad Blade Sect: they did not pursue flashy techniques, only an unstoppable forward momentum with no retreat. The domineering aura was almost reminiscent of the style of the Mad Lion Ling Ao.
By now, many onlookers had gathered to watch the spectacle. Some marveled at Jiang Cai’s beauty and Xu Shiqing’s dashing demeanor, but most were simply shocked by the sight. How could a young lady be so bold as to meet a man in public and speak such words?
Murong Jue had not realized the change in the environment outside. Seeing Lin Fu’er stop, he was excited and eager to run to the mirror to take a look, only for Lin Fu’er to suddenly utter that remark.
The silk threads were not white at first, but nearly transparent. It was only when they suddenly expanded and formed a large net that they took on a white appearance.
Zhang Jiayue carefully inspected them; the aura inside the crystals was not very pure, but the chilling sensation was more abundant... Perhaps she could collect some; this item still had its uses.
Xu Xiaoxiao talked to Xiao Zhan about filming, focusing only on the happy parts. She didn't mention a single word about the unpleasant things; if she could handle them herself, there was no need to trouble Xiao Zhan.
After expressing their longing, the two could not help but fall into a deep kiss. A day apart felt like three autumns; it seemed they had not seen each other for a very long time and were desperate for each other’s warmth.
Two days ago, Ding Chaomin, who had originally thought he was delayed for days by Jian Sheng, returned to find that neither Han Fenghua nor Chen Youbin had come back. Instead, he became the first to secure reinforcements, and he felt somewhat smug.

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He had heard from his subordinates that his family was originally from Cangzhou, and only left after his father and second uncle divided the family property. That house by the Cang River was built by his father and given to the second uncle.
Upon hearing this, a struggle flashed in Wuluo’s eyes, followed by a look of hatred. He took the dagger and walked step by step toward the now-mutilated body of Wuyun.
He propped himself up with his left hand, intending to rise, but found a layer of dust, as if the place had not been cleaned for a long time.
This technology granted it simple intelligence, and when combined with the high-end smart chip implanted later, it could perfectly achieve interaction between biological and mechanical information.
He suddenly grabbed his elder brother’s arm and kicked him hard in the backside.
Later, when its bestial nature erupted, it relied entirely on the powerful, primitive instincts inherent to beasts to fight.
Qiu Hua could not bear to see her so distressed and hurriedly comforted her: "How about this, Jingru? We’ll take a taxi, and I’ll come back by myself, okay?" Tian Jingru nodded, afraid to meet Qiu Hua’s eyes, her face blushing like a pomegranate flower in May.
He had abandoned his usual leisurely posture; his clothes were disheveled and his spirit was downcast, as if he hadn't closed his eyes for days.
"Why didn't Han'er and Zhen'er come to the banquet today?" The Emperor scanned the hall and looked toward the Empress beside him.
She hurriedly withdrew her divine sense. It seemed that Uncle Mo’s true strength was indeed extraordinary; she had been confident that her own divine sense was comparable to the early stage of an Incarnation, yet she never expected such strength could still be detected.