Chapter 49

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"So beautiful!" Zhou Zhou walked to the edge of the mountain, looking down at Jiangcheng bathed in the sunlight. This city was her hometown; she was born and raised here. At this moment, bathed in the morning glow as the sun rose, the city appeared unexpectedly breathtaking.

"Since the Returning Pavilion opens its doors for business, it naturally will not turn away guests. However, since it is a transaction, we must first discuss the price. I wonder how much you are prepared to offer?" Shiyao smiled.

Perhaps she was naturally lacking in consideration for others; even now, she seemed to prioritize her own feelings above all else.

Xiao Yan's breathing grew rapid as he gazed at the exceedingly hazy-featured elder before him, the excitement in his heart beyond words.

In truth, everyone understood that Shiyao was not oblivious; she was merely feigning ignorance. Since Shiyao chose to play ignorant, he, as the Emperor's personal attendant, naturally had to share the Emperor's burdens.

She was venting her frustration and thus failed to notice the instinctive vigilance and fleeting murderous intent in Hantan's eyes.

"Busy with such pointless trifles..." Throughout the entire Sheng family, only Sheng Weiyang dared speak to Sheng Shi in such a manner. Indeed, the legends created by Sheng Shi within the Sheng family remained unbroken to this day, let alone anyone capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

"It is good that someone is looking after you." Ling Jiujia did not ask why Gu Cheng happened to be here.

Liao Jinghong sat in the back, growing increasingly resentful. Looking at the police inside the car, she was no fool; naturally, she knew why the police had come.

The primordial energy within Shiyao's body slowly transformed from a single attribute into two, three, four, and five. Metal generates water, water generates wood, wood generates fire, and fire generates earth.

Ache gripping his heart at the sight, Qin Moyu produced a handkerchief, intending to remove Xuanya's veil to wipe her face.

However, before Asano Nami could even rush close to Yuno, Yuno's figure vanished from everyone's sight.

"It is my failure to instruct properly. Since our parting at the Hun River, I only told them to hand over all military power of Qiongxiang to Neng'er, but he holds no military tally..." Old Liu Chang'an wept tears of sorrow, speaking in agonizing grief.

Gazing at the departing figure, he turned back into the palace and his chambers, only to find them completely empty.

As the first ray of morning light shone into the carriage, the sisters simultaneously opened their eyes, having endured yet another restless night.

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Hearing Gu Chen's words, the crowd wore extremely grim expressions. After a brief hesitation, they hastily nodded.

"Uh ~ how awkward ~ it's not that I'm unsatisfied, it's just that your fortune falls far short compared to Moyu's," Xuanyun said awkwardly.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Huang Xiaotian felt a tinge of regret. Accustomed to being cheeky and playful with acquaintances back on Earth, the moment he saw the Third Elder's gloomy expression, Huang Xiaotian realized something was amiss and immediately turned to flee.

Look at her—staying with the An family, wreaking havoc, not only facing no consequences whatsoever, but also making everyone envy her, thank her, and look up to her as an unreachable goal.

"It is already very late, and you must be tired from the journey. You should rest early, and tomorrow I will take you to see it," Jun Mucheng said.

The reality was that the school's ace had status, allowing them to throw their weight around, skipping sessions as they pleased, hoping to give the National Defense Military Academy students a sobering wake-up call.

As for the amnesia, he sat down and thought quietly. The only time he could possibly have lost his memory was during his surgery in Country B.

"I am staying to take care of you and the child," Shangguan Ling said without lifting his head, appearing genuinely starved as he finished every last drop of the chicken soup.

Catching the flash of awe in Xiao Jinlin's eyes, Jiaojiao smiled faintly at him, making Xiao Jinlin instantly feel as though the world had blossomed into spring.

The three of them slowly approached the outer perimeter of the Heavenly Ghost Mountain. Passing the stone monument and walking just a short distance, they felt a immense and mighty pressure weighing down upon them, requiring them to circulate their spiritual energy to resist in order to walk normally.

"Why are you not wearing thermal leggings? Didn't I buy them for you?" Lian Xinying asked reproachfully, staring at his two bare, fair, and slender legs.

It was the gaze of someone who, having weathered a thousand sails, yearned infinitely for peace and tranquility. Nothing else seemed to matter anymore, save for the longing to return to a secluded country life and gaze leisurely at the southern mountains.

"Life is short, make merry while we can. I fully approve of Xuxu doing this." With that, Sufang turned and walked away.

Lying inside the coffin was a corpse—a male corpse attired in a golden-threaded black dragon robe, crowned with an imperial flat-topped crown, his left hand grasping a true dragon jade seal, and his right hand holding a pitch-black long sword.

A Summer Sweat broke into a cold sweat on his forehead. Their boss was truly ruthless; not only did he ruin someone else's master, but he also wanted to kill his disciple. He really didn't know what to say.

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Come to think of it, there were quite a few players coming and going in the streets. However, their levels were not high—only around level twenty or thirty—and most of them were here for online shopping.

A steady top-laner: if the enemy doesn't move, I don't move; if the enemy moves chaotically, I move accordingly. The goal is to keep an eye on the opponent, restrict them, know when to teleport for a flank, know when to protect teammates, and at critical moments, keep the team grounded.

Sensing that his injuries had mostly recovered, Luobei ended his cultivation and opened his eyes. He stroked his chest; the wound here had healed, yet Luobei still remembered very clearly where he had been injured.

Even with inner demons plaguing his Dao heart, Qi Zhen had successfully weathered the trials of the eighth and ninth heavenly tribulations. Now, with his family safe and a beauty waiting eagerly for him, there were no longer any regrets in his heart. Free from inner demons, relying on a Dao heart tempered through countless trials, he was fully equipped to withstand the tribulation lightning that represented supreme rigidity, yang, and the might of heaven and earth.

Everyone within the Immortal Forbidden Zone laughed heartily, yet only Yue Ling furrowed its brow, feeling a slight sense of displeasure in its heart.

What she posted most frequently on her Qzone was showcasing her baby, or occasionally showing off her husband. As for me, what I posted most often were motivational quotes or philosophical statements. Of course, when the timing was right, I would also show a little affection.

"Take out everyone on the wanted poster!" Zhang Ye divided the wanted posters into four parts and handed them to his shadow clones.

One had to admit that Che Tianyu, just like in the game, was a fellow dedicated to sabotaging others.

"Whether she is renowned for her beauty or not, I do not know, but most of them truly wish to form marriage ties with the Spirit Immortal Sect," Han Xiao stroked the bridge of his nose and let out a soft snort.

However, the main body of the Temple Master had long since departed for another realm; what remained here was merely a wisp of consciousness possessing no formidable strength.

Neither Liu Changge nor I dared to lower our guard, packing as much gear as we could carry. After all, it was an unknown malevolent entity, and we could not afford to be careless. Zhang Qisong served as a warning of what could happen.

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