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He had originally thought that others would understand such an explanation, but as it stands, there was no point to begin with. I hope we can let all of this go. Although my explanation isn't particularly terrible, at this point, is there anyone left who would believe you?

Long Yi and Ouyang Ruoshui were both present, as were Hai Jingyun, Wang Shichong, and Xu Wen; the situation involved all three of them significantly.

Although Yun Shuang did not like Cui Kai at all, she did not underestimate his talents in the slightest.

Tang He, a troublemaking thug, gripped his Desert Eagle tightly in his right hand, staring at Tang Feng. For some reason, he felt a sense of unease in his heart.

Lin Yi had long since set his phone to silent, so he naturally missed Mo Yu's call. At this moment, Lin Yi was walking with Bai Yan toward the room on the far right. Lin Yi was also very curious: what kind of patient could it be that left Bai Yan completely helpless?

This was a desolate hilly region. In the distance stood vast, continuous mountain ranges, from which beams of light from teleportation formations were erupting; that was the location of the grand teleportation array.

Because they were truly facing areas that needed change, how they would change and how they would think were things worth exploring.

Yushan's legs were numb from kneeling. Qing Rang helped her up, but Yushan remained silent. She had been silent ever since Duanmu vomited blood.

The four Demon God projections were top-tier entities. Having lost their patience, they attacked wildly, their combat power reaching its peak. The surrounding space for thousands of miles collapsed instantly, turning into ruins.

If Li Xiang were to lose heart at this moment, he would surely choose to give up again the next time he encountered a similar situation, eventually forming a habit and gradually becoming mediocre.

"Isn't Zuo Feng a eunuch? During the chaos of purging the Ten Attendants, why wasn't he implicated?" With questions, confusion, and a hint of disdain, Gao Fei walked into the hall.

And what kind of person was Ye Feng? The Guan and Ye families were famous names, and he was a piece of trash born with blocked meridians! Some even suspected that Ye Feng was the one who fired the first signal flare upon entering Tiangou Forest.

The group of onlookers in the distance was pushed back another few dozen meters by such an aura. The overflowing lake water, like a roaring water dragon with its jaws wide open, rushed to swallow Rode, as if it intended to consume the entire forest.

Xing Fei did not know who exactly the expert controlling the stone platform was, but he now knew that the three stone platforms had completely merged into his own mustard seed space and should be considered his possessions. Thus, he was no longer as reverent toward the Creator as he had been before.

A figure resembling an official in charge of the gate guards kept bowing his head to peer inside the vehicle, his face full of sycophantic smiles, to the point where one guard could not bear to watch his superior’s fawning expression any longer and turned his head away to avoid the nauseating scene.

In the faint wind and sand—for the Tiansha District was a desert—the ground suddenly exploded, and thirty or so bandits holding silver, sharp blades leaped out from the sand.

Boss Cao paced anxiously by the campfire, occasionally glancing toward the direction of Xuanbing City.

After having everything organized, Gao Fei took Zhao Yun and Jia Xu out of the barracks. The three rode their horses together, exited the city through the Shangxi Gate, circled the outskirts of the capital, and then re-entered through the Shangxi Gate, walking through the various markets in the city to experience the charm of the ancient city of Luoyang, the Han capital.

Two sets of Thor equipment had already been gathered. The set bonus included a 150% increase in attack power, a 175% increase in defense, and the additional skill "Thor's Wrath." Judging by the stats, it was indeed slightly superior to the S3 Xuanwu set.

"Ice Bind," Kang Yin said. Seeing Ke enveloped by the sound screen, the ice thorns pierced the screen and immediately turned to water, then began to congeal on the energy layer, accumulating more and more until Ke was completely encased in a large ball of ice.

At this moment, Long Moxuan's eyes grew moist. He hugged the tree, leaned gently against the trunk, closed his eyes, and recalled every little detail from the past ten years.

Otherwise, wouldn't one have to prepare several days' worth of potions in advance every time they went out to level up?

What is entertainment? It is something that boosts people's spirits. However, if it were truly just to boost spirits, it might not hold much attraction for the geniuses who had arrived. After all, those people did not come here to watch a performance.

Bing Ruo suddenly pulled her hand back to cover her buttocks: "It... it's nothing!" This was so embarrassing. After they had both changed out of their jackets and trousers, being so lightly dressed was awkward enough; just as the atmosphere had finally eased, this disruptive thing had to happen.

A hero of his generation left only two words behind before departing this world. Ha Leixiong died with his eyes open. He had built a glorious tribe of thousands, but when he passed it to his son, it had declined to this state due to repeated harassment by the Demon Race. How could Ha Leixiong depart in peace?

Long Weiyi was a man skilled in public speaking. His words were few, and his expression was calm and steady, but every word made the guests below the stage reveal expressions of envy, jealousy, and hatred, while they were still forced to applaud one by one and offer congratulations.

"Baka! If you don't give me an explanation today, we will paint the villa red with blood!" Yamada said, brimming with anger.

The two pairs of hands held each other tightly, refusing to let go for a long time. Ou Zhenzhen and Huang Qikun, standing to the side, were both bewildered.

Victory Square was a very lively place at night, but on the other side of the revolving corridor, there was a spot that no one liked to wander toward.

Li Guowei looked at Qin Ze in surprise; "Piano Master" was not a title just anyone could use. The number of pianists in the country who could be called "Masters" could be counted on one hand. Even he was still a long way from the title of "Piano Master." To use a common analogy, it was like the gap between Platinum and Challenger.

Everything was guessed correctly by Li Huaifeng. Even if the Sage of Six Paths completely occupied Brother Feng's body, there was no chance of winning against the Demon Lord, because the Demon Lord had lost too many times; this time, he would surely win completely.

He could only chase in the direction she had left. Fortunately, she did not run aimlessly, but just followed the sidewalk. However, at a crossroad, she suddenly rushed into the traffic lane.

"I, I understand. I will take Master Lin there right now. Master Lin, please follow me," Manager Liu said, his face changing color.

"Yan Li, watch closely!" he shouted excitedly. The duel at the Crown Prince's birthday banquet had weighed on his mind, but the strength the other party had displayed felt like a mountain pressing down on his heart.