Chapter 97

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Ofa twitched involuntarily in his heart, thinking that if he hadn’t just heard those forceful words from you, he might have actually believed it. At this moment, Xiao Yun personally went to greet a middle-aged man with a slightly balding head who was coming down. Xiao Yun hurried over; this man was none other than Ren Ximin, the director of the Public Security Department of D Province.

Ying Han merely showed a faint smile but said nothing. Shen Jiaming, noticing his elegant demeanor and calm composure as if accustomed to such opulent surroundings, couldn’t help but feel a bit surprised.

It was long known that the master of Ghost Sorrow Valley was unparalleled in medicine and poison. Qing Lan’s journey there was definitely to seek the master’s help in curing his eyes.

This was the rule in the cultivator world: everything depended on strength. The Tang family, having suffered a great loss in power, now had even slimmer chances to compete for the legacy of the Hetian Immortal Treasury. Tang Jue wished to withdraw, but his pride would not allow it.

Green Bamboo responded promptly, stepping forward to produce a piece of white gauze, upon which was clearly imprinted a large footprint. Zhao Sanhuai hesitated for a moment, realizing he could not escape the situation, so he took off his shoes to let Green Bamboo compare.

Moreover, from this perspective, it could be said that what Xiao Banxian gained from Pei Feng was quite a harvest.

Among those already known, Tang Jun was puzzled when Xue Fei mentioned it again, unsure what game Xue Fei was playing.

Opposite the black-clad man stood more than a dozen heavily armored soldiers of the Great Sheng Dynasty, their dark armor gleaming fiercely under the sunlight, exuding a chilling aura.

He listened intently to every sound in the villa’s hall, a thin layer of sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Although Sima Ji used the term "White Xiongnu" to help the Xianbei build psychological advantage, deep down he understood that the Xianbei were not necessarily superior.

The most common approach was obviously to “ignore.” The trolls hoped most to see their online actions affect the parties involved emotionally—anger or sadness—any reaction pleased them immensely.

In the icy cold, he was being chased, badly injured, and had gone several meals without eating, begging by the roadside in a tattered cotton-padded jacket.

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After speaking, he glanced at Zou Ji without a flicker of emotion, while Zou kept his head bowed.

“It’s fine, I will go myself,” Gu Qingqing said firmly, ignoring the protests of the doctor and bodyguards as she forcefully left the hospital.

A narrow plank bridge, just wide enough for one person, spanned the cliff, connecting to an unknown destination.

In the city of Nutian over there, Ye Xuan was stationed at the damaged gap, but he managed to seal the breach.

Then he explained how he applied the Art of War from Sun Tzu into his tactics—how to use feints to the east to strike in the west, how to secretly cross the river, and evade pursuit after shooting. He described everything clearly, leaving everyone stunned by the brilliance of the process.

The lone wolf nodded and was the first to launch an attack, dashing swiftly toward the left side of the singer, while Liu Pojun was not to be outdone, quickly charging toward the right side.

“Excuse me... do you need help?” A clear voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

Moreover, Mu Yifei was truly able to let go of resentment and sincerely repay kindness, which earned my admiration.

Jing Yao frowned; she found the words awkward to follow. Huang Xiufeng called Ming Zun an old relic, which certainly wouldn’t escape Ming Zun’s notice, but the old man paid no heed whatsoever.

“First, you need a direction, or how else would we know how to repay you?” Wang Zhengrong responded calmly.

But he regretfully realized that at the moment the light shone, there was no time to react; instinctively he closed his eyes. Instead of darkness, his eyelids reflected a scene of crimson red. He knew this was due to the brilliance of the light, making him see a scarlet vision.

“Almost done, let’s return to school,” Yang Zhenxuan glanced at his watch; it was already past seven, and his attitude was no longer as resistant as when he first arrived.

The master ancestor was still as immortal and ethereal as ever. Zhang Lingya silently thought that when she sought a partner, she must find a man like the master ancestor—definitely not someone like Uncle Changyang, who changed so drastically in just a few days.

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However, since he would need help the next moment, the system only silently grumbled in his heart.

Yang Kuang was very excited, as were the others, and the entire Great Shang was even more thrilled. The whole world’s structure changed because of this; other countries also altered their plans accordingly. It could be said that this utterly transformed the course of the entire realm.

Among the leaders in the main seating area, except for Qiu Tianqiu, the Cobra, who wore a smug expression, the others all frowned deeply.

“Not bad, you have already learned to submit,” Jing Yao smiled brightly, as if even the wind and sand were less irritating, yet to Feiyun’s eyes, her smile bore no trace of friendliness.

Therefore, no players on the forum claimed that they were taken away by nuclear weapons; the vast majority seemed unaware of the true destructive power of nuclear radiation coverage.

He no longer argued with Ruan Qingzhi about “It wasn’t me” or similar topics, and Ruan Qingzhi didn’t ask why he thought she could save Ling Xiao.

Guan Xiaojun unexpectedly wrote a long piece at this moment, which moved both Guan Hongda and Guan Yunshan greatly.

“Answer me,” Ye Han turned his head to avoid her gaze, unwilling to be swayed by her pitiful expression.

To be honest, the reason Zhang Shanyue appeared so formidable upon stepping into the arena today was because of the “Qingping Sword.” Its overwhelming sword intent and the near-solidified life force within, combined with Zhang Shanyue’s spiritual power, could break all spells and directly annihilate both soul and body.

Qin Yu remained calm. The fierce beast’s charge had shattered his Mystic Thunder. If he took a direct blow from the beast’s paw, his body would likely be crushed. Despite his confidence in his robust physique, he could not withstand an attack at the Spirit Infant realm.

Within three days, Cai Xu had manufactured a large number of cloud ladders. Even if he had only a quarter of them here, it couldn’t be just a dozen or so. Moreover, as the main force of the first wave to make a strong impression, Cai Xu certainly would not have only one-quarter of the cloud ladders.