Volume 1, Chapter 54: Who is Lin Jingzheng's biological granddaughter?

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That being said, the missing components of the Time-Space Tower were most likely acquired by the founding emperors of the seven states—Song, Qi, Wei, Chu, Zhao, Yan, and Han—back in the day, and the remaining three parts should also be among the states of Wei, Zhao, Yan, and Han.

Meanwhile, Sunset Down Below, who was trapped at the bottom, was already pale with fright, unable to utter a single word. Because the sharp spikes at the bottom of the pit were practically touching his eyeballs, there could not possibly have been a more perilous moment than this.

Just as Lin You intended to inflict severe injuries upon himself to shatter the confinement, the space suddenly shattered on its own.

The young man standing before her was in a disheveled and miserable state, barely managing to hold on and prevent a total breakdown. Although Hatsune managed to suppress her laughter, she felt far more bewildered than amused.

Ten thousand miles away—it sounded like a great distance, but given the realm of their cultivation, they knew very well that if major powers truly wanted to hunt them down, let alone ten thousand miles, even a hundred thousand miles might not provide safety.

They perished without even catching a glimpse of their adversary's face, and their deaths were unimaginably gruesome, striking a deep and growing terror in their hearts. Fortunately, these innate experts had weathered countless battles and were not prone to psychological collapse so easily; even so, profound uncertainty gnawed at them now.

Just as Sun Xiaoying opened her mouth to speak, Tang Yuan, standing beside her, raised a hand, stepped directly forward, snatched the wooden stick from the man's grasp, and with a swift exertion of strength, snapped it cleanly in two.

Never would he have imagined that in this lifetime, whereas in their past lives He Yuanjun had died a martyr for her husband and Wu Santong had gone mad, he would end up meeting his death at the hands of He Yuanjun.

And yet, the weaknesses of a temporary defensive formation composed purely of cloth-armor classes were far too obvious.

Every sign clearly indicated that the body before them had indeed lost its vitality, yet her hair and nails remained alive, continuously growing without pause.

Li Jing nodded, signaling the editor to distribute a copy of the manga to everyone. Everyone immediately began to read.

Right at that moment, points of light gradually emerged in the distant night sky. Perhaps due to the great distance, the increasingly dense points of light resembled the glow of fireflies.

Sima Ying's situation was much the same now; standing and gazing into the distance, he could not even tell where the attack was originating from. His entire army was plunged into panic and unease, and it was only a testament to his long-established authority that they had not yet suffered a complete stampede.

When this question was posed, everyone perked up their ears, eager to see how Zhu Lin would respond.

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The Fang Family heavy-duty trucks were different; these trucks were aimed directly at the market. Since Kitano Shin happened to work in an industry related to automobiles, it was extremely likely that he had discovered the clues through these trucks.

This was the first time Zhao Zhenying had laid eyes on this neighbor, and the phrase "What the hell" instantly popped into his mind.

The familiar scenery stirred Shen Hao's memories of the past, yet he neither stopped nor slowed his pace. At present, nothing could suppress his overwhelming desire to return home.

Originally, the team members were extremely reluctant to visit such a backward and impoverished rural backwater, but that was hardly an excuse for them to look down on others.

Chen Anhao felt the soreness and numbness in her legs gradually fade away, replaced by a sudden, intense wave of pain in her knees. Coupled with the fact that her father had been locked away in the police station for the better part of the day, she could no longer hold it back. For the very first time, she broke down and wept in front of Zhan Qiancheng, her tears falling drop by drop in a sorrowful and pathetic display.

Although Cui Mingyue did not understand why Ximen Qing was so fond of chatting with them, she was more than happy to see someone conversing with Zhou Yu, so she remained silent and let Zhou Yu handle it herself.

In fact, Song Qian, standing nearby, was just as shocked by the unfolding scene as Baili Shihang had anticipated.

Finally, they reached the zombie base, catching sight from afar of a square red-wood table set inside the cave. Seated on opposite sides of the table were two projections of cartoon farmers—three-dimensional holographic projections, not real people.

Walking alongside him was another elderly gentleman... who happened to be Qi Ruizhez's maternal grandfather... Elder Jian.

At first, he found it strange how something could be so soft, and could not resist gently squeezing it.

He truly had no idea how someone like this managed to win the provincial championship, but since she had come to the team, she needed to be taught properly that being an athlete was no easy feat.

"Ha! If I couldn't speak well, how could I coax my wife into happiness?" Gu Mingjue cared not a whit about the teasing tone in Su Jinli's words, laughing openly and unconcernedly.

Winning a championship was a remarkable feat, indeed, but among those who made it to the provincial finals, how many had never won one? None of them were soft persimmons.

He had long since seen through the matter. Although he had ignored the memorials submitted by the courtiers yesterday, the Emperor Yongli was, after all, deeply concerned about the Princess Consort's Manor of Princess Shunyi.

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Being able to eat well and sleep soundly while recovering from injuries brought a secret wave of joy to Kong Yixian, but what made her even happier was that a simple fall had miraculously resolved two troublesome problems in one fell swoop.

Still, one could surmise that this must be the opponent's trump card; considering the situation, reinforcements summoned by the adversary should already be on their way.

Watching Aunt Fangya's figure recede, Su Feijuo finally breathed a sigh of relief and strode out of the imperial palace.

Xia Mengmeng walked in carrying a bowl of ginseng chicken soup. Zhang Long took the bowl, drank the soup in a single gulp, and said, "The establishment of the Martial Arts University brooks no delay; the sooner, the better."

"I'll fight you to the death!" roared someone, eyes splitting with rage as they charged forward. Under the dazzling arrow-fire barrage of the sprawling military formation, very few could make it close to the Dragon Clan's naval forces. Should the occasional one or two manage to break through, several flood dragons would dart out from the Dragon Clan's ranks, swallowing the incoming cultivators whole, chewing them up skin and bones right before the front lines.

Jiko Mamura was in a state of extreme agitation. The accompanying Eastern assassins, terrified that Jiko Mamura would vent his fury upon them, had no choice but to hide outside the hospital ward. The nurses in the hospital did not even dare to approach.

"Shut your nose and stop sniffing around indiscriminately," Qiu Bai said in a huffy tone, wondering if this fellow's next line would be to claim the scent seemed particularly familiar, as if he had smelled it somewhere before.

"However, I have my own reasons for disagreeing," Zhu Tianyou said patiently.

Tian Sisi said earnestly; although she could not reveal the existence of the spatial dimension, she would do everything in her power to help Tian Xinhua climb higher.

"Protector Leng won't let me go," Lin Qi said, slowly closing her eyes, her expression revealing not the slightest ripple of emotional change.

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