Whose disguise was stripped off?

After a long while, everyone finally sat down in a circle to savor Leng Yue'er's culinary skills. It had been quite a long time since they last ate food cooked by Leng Yue'er, and looking back now, they felt a genuine sense of nostalgia.

Of course, that is a story for another time. At this moment, when Siyun saw that dog's face—a mix of anger and utter disdain—she felt a strange urge to laugh.

"Can your backpack fit that?" Liu Mu had always wanted to ask this question but never did, and now, unable to hold back any longer, he finally blurted it out.

In that match, he had almost been killed to the point of feeding horribly, and that was right after he had announced during the livestream that he was going to properly educate this ADC who kept running off to the middle lane.

The initial motive of chasing fame and fortune, and the moral duty of carrying the banner for the LPL, seemed only at this point to have converged onto the very same path.

Back then, Zhang Chen's father had his legs broken by Zu Fenghai, but because the disparity in their influence and power was far too vast, Zhang Chen ultimately had to swallow his humiliation and endure it.

Ever since that scene was made, Fourth Sister Qi never came knocking on the door again. Bai Xiaoran was glad for the peace and quiet, and she worked hard to adjust her mindset, making a final sprint toward the upcoming exams.

The Poison Wolf sneered, "I really didn't expect that the current you would indeed make me look at you with new eyes. However, you don't have the ability to kill me!" As the Poison Wolf's voice trailed off, a thick, heavy black mist slowly enveloped him.

The two of them packed up some more puffs before stepping out of the dessert shop with a sense of satisfaction. Only after rejecting Xue Tianyi's numerous protests did Xue Tianyi realize that Lin Xue's hairstyle was completely intentional, which finally made her abandon the idea of going to get her hair done.

Siyun, suddenly called out by name, turned around in bewilderment and found that everyone was gazing at her with very subtle, strange expressions.

Meanwhile, Yun Feiwei and Yuan Qinghua's nominal master, the Sect Master of Canglei Mountain himself... actually sneezed.

Everyone present was a man, so they naturally understood what was going on at this moment. One of them pulled out his phone and called the surveillance room, instructing the personnel stationed inside to divert the security cameras so as to avoid causing President Xiao any embarrassment.

In an instant, it felt as if he had crashed into a mountain. Gu Shi had the distinct sensation that his own body was about to be pierced right through by his own magical treasure.

For a moment, all sound in the world vanished. The King of Myriad Monsters, who had been laughing wildly just a moment ago, also fell completely silent, and everything began to grow eerie and bizarre.

It was precisely this sect, and that First Immortal Venerable, who defeated him, refined his physical body, and forced their dragon clan to cede and shrink into the God-Deriving Realm for a full ten thousand years.

Jiang Shaoyou smiled leisurely in the square, recalling how Liang Haoshuo had mentioned a few days ago that the Sect Master had a plan in mind. He hadn't expected it to be such a wonderful thing.

A Nan raised an eyebrow and said, "Cute?" With that, he made a move to let go, and I hurriedly clung onto him like an octopus.

Just as Liu Yi was deep in thought, the man in the black robe waved his hands, and a storm instantly surged into being. Countless swirls of yellow sand swept across the area, piling up a hundred miles outside the oasis to form a massive stone house.

Whether it was coffee or milk tea, both had more or less of a connection with desserts. Furthermore, the dessert shop was actually owned by Mi Keti's mother, Bai Yan, and it was also Mi Keti's absolute specialty.

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Upon hearing his words, before Ning Zheng could say anything, Ao Ke, standing behind Ao Chen, already had a darkened expression. His lips moved a few times as if he wanted to speak, but in the end, he held it back. Strictly speaking, this Ao Chen truly had a reason to make decisions on Ao Ke's behalf.

It wasn't until this moment that Ning Zheng's figure plummeted downward from mid-air. His complexion had turned from pale to cyan, and there was no longer the slightest trace of immortal energy fluctuation remaining throughout his entire body.

Tang Wan'er did not understand what Nanny Rong meant by those words, but she could sense a profound sorrow suffusing them.

Murong Zhenghong was dead set on disciplining Bei Xuening today, especially after learning that the Western Mountain Iron Prison had been breached, which had almost made him vomit blood in anger this morning.

More importantly, Fang Tianfang was now pointed at by people whenever he walked down the street, and there were even those who pointed straight at him and cursed him to his face.

The ferocious gazes of the two men locked simultaneously onto Head Steward Wen, fierce enough to make anyone's legs turn to jelly. Afterward, they resumed their bout, nearly tearing the door off its hinges in the process.

Yong Yu subsequently went off to handle his matters, while Ling Yi locked himself in his room for the better part of a day without even eating a meal.

Li Yiming felt a tremendously powerful primordial spirit suppression, which, like a sword, continuously assaulted his primordial spirit. Instantly, Li Yiming was drenched in sweat under the intense pressure. He felt a formidable, sword-shaped primordial spirit force perpetually battering his mind.

However, not many people knew that the true peculiarity of this Purgatory did not lie in these things. The greatest secret of Purgatory was actually the fact that seven divine envoys were imprisoned within it.

Yet, upon second thought, recalling that he had previously engaged in some rather child-unfriendly contact with a certain someone, his face flushed red once again, and he glared at Jun Yuchen with a mixture of shyness and lingering resentment.

A few minutes later, the location of the Prime Zombie and all related information were displayed on the screen.

However, even though she was injured, Gui showed not the slightest bit of cowardice when faced with such a fierce attack. Instead, she planted her feet firmly, traced circles with both hands, and met Bu's ferocious onslaught head-on.

An Yizheng withdrew his hand, his martial skill dissipating, and he let out a breath of relief. His task right now was simply to protect Xie Ling and Feng Buyi; as for killing Feng Buming, he had neither the intention nor the necessity to do so.

Yang Yan certainly noticed the people rushing in, but at this moment he couldn't even muster the strength to speak, and could only inwardly vent a torrent of complaints.

The flower dao, which was the primary cultivation focus of the Myriad Flower Valley, was passable when fighting against humans, but its efficacy plummeted drastically against these lacking-intelligence monsters, rendering it as useless as chewing on chicken ribs.

The academy's enforcers successively retreated outward to evade the lingering might of the heavenly punishment, and Du Sheng and Hong Chiyu had already retreated to a very distant spot.

After Qingluan entered, Yun Zifei seemed not to have moved at all, but Feng Qianyu still faintly caught sight of a faint shadow flickering beside the sofa, and the instrument case that had originally been placed on the sofa suddenly vanished. There was no instrument case near Yun Zifei; where on earth could she have hidden such a large case?

Li Hao's observation was spot on. This salesperson was indeed a newcomer who had just entered the industry, named Gu Sizhe, who had just graduated from university this year. Seeing Gu Sizhe's panicked and clumsy demeanor reminded Li Hao of his own experience working his first job at KFC in his past life.

"No! It's far too slow! At this rate, if we want to fully equip the main army with bird-guns, when on earth will that be?" Liu Yunwei stated bluntly.