Volume 1, Chapter 62: High energy coming next chapter, I'm sorry >人<

"May I ask who the young master is?"

The man seemed to be in high spirits. The servant behind him understood his look and replied, "Our young master is the second young master of the Qiao family, known to all as the Second Young Master Qiao."

"Miss, please."

Second Young Master Qiao gestured toward the lake, his tone frivolous. He did not ask her name; perhaps in the eyes of people like them, who she was did not matter at all.

The servant behind blocked their path. A flicker of light crossed Wen Ling’s eyes. Before setting her foot onto the boat, she turned back and said, "Go back and tell Steward Xu that I will be back a little late today."

That was spoken to Qianqian.

She froze for a moment, but seeing that Qiao's men did not stop her, she proceeded to do as Wen Ling instructed.

"Yes."

Qianqian was quite clever...

Meanwhile, Cole, who was at the front counter picking up a cake, also heard Meng Yao's address. Wearing a mask, he looked up at the approaching person.

Well, you can flex all you want, but I will just focus on farming my lane. It's too late to go for the rescue anyway; I might as well make Karma suffer a bit more. She had already pushed a wave of minions into the tower, and by going to assist, she would waste another wave—plus, she had already used both Teleport and Flash.

After drowning, she would surely look quite hideous, and she could not accept such a death! No, she would not accept any form of death! She glanced at the gossip bronze mirror in her hand; the eight-cornered mirror already showed a crack on one of its edges.

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Just as he was momentarily dazed, Feng Xie’s figure spun through the air, landing beside Luo Mingling. He swept her into his arms and sped away.

Fortunately, these backlashes would not cost him his life; they merely shattered the blood vessels within his body and turned his meridians to ice. Moreover, these effects would not last long, subsiding in at most half an hour.

This had been a major scandal at Tsinghua University a few years prior. The school handled it as discreetly as possible and dismissed the teacher involved, yet it still sparked heated discussions among the students.

The man was dressed in a dazzling, bright yellow, topped with a head of aggressively golden hair. His expression was stern, his gaze cold yet carrying a hint of ease, leaving one at a loss as to what to make of him.

Are you kidding me? Can the vision of the Monarch of Desolation be compared to yours? Can it be questioned by you?

A flash of light vanished instantly. After about the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, a ripple appeared in the space behind the guard, gradually forming a silver gateway that slowly opened. From it walked a middle-aged man with a fair complexion and a beard, dressed in a blue Daoist robe with a whisk resting on his arm. He stepped out leisurely with a relaxed demeanor.

As Leo spoke, Mebius suddenly recalled what Belial had said to him when he first arrived on Earth. The two voices overlapped, and Belial’s initial concern and present cruelty coincided at the exact same moment.

As soon as Lin Feng sounded the alarm, all officers and men of the 77th Brigade immediately prepared according to combat doctrine. All vehicles dispersed at designated intervals in an anti-aircraft formation. The towed anti-aircraft guns rapidly deployed into launch-ready states, and the radar-calibrated 37mm self-propelled anti-aircraft vehicles also completed combat preparations in a short time.

A crystal-clear dagger was toyed with in his hand, its occasional flashes of cold light striking fear into the hearts of onlookers. It was none other than Lady Xu's dagger, a long-inherited heirloom of the Jing tribe.

Lu Fei shouted, and boundless golden light spread from within his body. Wherever it passed, the resentful spirits scattered, emitting a series of painful screeches. Beside him, Luo Tian’s eyes shone with eagerness.

Next, Long Tian revealed his greedy nature, smiling as he badgered Wei Wuji for the Heavenly Star Twin Pearls, preparing to thoroughly loot the secret realms and desolate domains of the Heavenly Star Realm.

"None. What my master taught me to cultivate is genuine Qi, and my master never mentioned the cultivation of soul power," Shangguan Qingfei shook her head.

The man-wolf, who had been walking step by step toward Wu Feng from a dozen meters away, paused upon hearing Wu Feng's words. He quickly turned his head to look all around, his eyes glowing with a fierce, predatory light just like a wild wolf's.

Ye Feng's wedding was held at the Immortal Sword Sect. The Immortal Sword Sect, which had been devastated by the demonic calamity, had now been rebuilt, growing more than a hundred times larger than before. After hundreds of years of development, it had become prosperous. The Immortal Sword Sect was Ye Feng's roots, so he decided to hold his wedding right here.

Mainly because S'potanville could only view the outside world through the Nether Ring and could not use divine sense to scan, so it was only necessary to use simple illusions and deceptions to toy with the S'potanville demon.

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Furthermore, whenever they threatened me, I was utterly helpless against them and could only submit to their threats.

Filled with hopeful lubricant, Blitzcrank believed that Zaun would undoubtedly develop into the greatest city in Valoran's history.

Seeing Qin Chuyang's expression made Yuta Esumi even more smug, and he even felt the urge to go up and punch Qin Chuyang a couple of hard times.

With a slight smile—having even let her utter the words "guardian deity"—Jun Yixi’s previous anger had completely dissipated. He sighed and personally removed the blanket from over her.

While Tang Ling was singing, fans noticed a guitarist wearing a Peking Opera mask appearing behind her, quietly strumming his guitar.

Xu Yiming discovered while preparing the stone spears that insects also existed within this mysterious mirror space. Facing a provocation of such massive presence, it was impossible for the insects not to notice; the most likely scenario was that the insects did not dare.

Chi Jiujiu muttered, "Well, you probably don't need our help. If that's the case, we'll take our leave first and go home to cool off." With that, she tried to shake off the rebel soldiers guarding her, but her struggling was in vain.

Everyone looked at this scene, panting. While they were awed by the immense power of the energy storm weapon, they also felt a chill in their hearts from the recent battle. They wouldn't have lasted another minute; if not for the three solid-state powerhouses in the vanguard, the firepower squad wouldn't even have had a chance to open fire.

However, just because one generally cannot enter does not mean it is absolutely, completely impossible to enter. Under certain specific circumstances, entering is still a necessity.

Being held by her like this, I could feel the fullness of her chest pressing against mine, giving me a sensation of extraordinary softness and elasticity.

"Yes, of course there is, otherwise how did you get your medals?" Kane raised an eyebrow, inadvertently dropping a massive bombshell. Chen Feng and Julian exchanged glances—were the medals on their chests actually forged from demon weapons?

Watching her husband toss their baby up into the air time and again, eliciting delightful, crisp, and refreshing little giggles that warmed the heart, she was startled at first, but then a slightly surprised, happy smile bloomed across her face—it should be just like this, after all.

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