Volume 1, Chapter 23: Stop!

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It turned out that this Buddha statue was the embodiment of the Buddha's relics. I saw the eyes of the statue, transformed from the relics, flash with light, as if it had come to life.

The monster’s hand plunged deep into Huo Xiaobing’s spine and twisted it violently. The excruciating pain caused him to bite off a piece of his own tongue, but at the very least, he survived.

It was not until he sat down in his office that Li Hongbo felt slightly better; he poured a glass of water and downed it in one gulp.

The boss picked up his bowl and, while mid-meal, instinctively looked up at the television drama playing on the screen.

He had long been qualified to join the Allied Military Headquarters, but it was his deep love for Earth and his attachment to his hometown that kept him in the Earth China Military District, where he became the official spokesperson for the Chinese military.

Su Jinyue was anxious too; she knew Xia Yanjian had done it on purpose, whether to target her or Tang Queyun. Otherwise, why bring up such a matter at all, and why would a mere concubine need to concern herself with such things?

"I should be the one asking why it's you! Why are you here?" Leng Ying calmly moved the sword away from her neck with her hand, her gaze drifting toward the side.

"Stop joking around, I’m being serious! I really feel like something bad is going to happen tomorrow!" Nangong Mo sat up straight, frowning as she looked at Ye Chenxi.

Shi Nan’s gaze was sharp, his eyes fixed on He Jingyao past the obstacles, his expression completely icy.

In fact, he had been keeping an eye on news about Shi Jia and Shi Nan recently. He knew Shi Nan had gone to Kyoto and that Shi Jia had returned yesterday, which was why he couldn't help but call her last night.

After all, this ancient city was the base of the Heavenly Sect, and countless manpower and resources had been poured into it. If they were to abandon it just like that, the losses would be staggering.

But the problem was that Mili’s biggest trouble had yet to be resolved, and Yang Mu had to deal with his own problems first.

Faced with such an outlandish proposal, the Daoist Lord of the Eastern Emperor appeared remarkably calm.

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Therefore, 450,000 was indeed expensive—not just ordinarily expensive, even if Number 45 Mengduan Hutong was a top-tier courtyard house, and even if it had once been part of Prince Guo’s mansion.

Since so many famous international competitors wanted to face him in the arena, Yang Mu decided to give them that opportunity.

In February of this year, Legend Holdings Ltd. was listed on the Hong Kong Main Board. Legend had been in business for ten years, and Liu Chuanzhi had become a star of Zhongguancun.

He walked slowly into Emperor Minghe’s bedchamber. The emperor was trembling on the dragon bed, his head buried between his legs, looking like a cocoon.

Ye Zhiqiang fled toward the northwest, and his journey was surprisingly smooth, without any obstacles or attacks.

It was precisely because of his planning and personal efforts that the Black Rice Pet House had reached where it was today.

However, there was still no news of the Red Mountain Old Demon, and Ye Zhiqiang had almost forgotten about this potential threat.

"Then look at my current combat power. Can I rank in the top ten among your people?" the Titan King asked with a grin.

The two were not close, having only met twice. After all, her father had once been the prized student of his grandfather; even now, despite his high position and power, he still had to pay a visit during the Lunar New Year.

"Me?" Chen Xianyu hadn't thought about it. When Luo Yuhe said she wanted to make the world her home, his heart immediately yearned to follow her.

At 10:18 AM, the "Ten Miles of Red Makeup" press conference was held on time in the Ruyi Hall of the Zhonghai Hotel. The Ruyi Hall was the second-largest hall in the hotel, capable of accommodating over 800 people. It had been fully decorated by the staff, with the Tianchong Real Estate logo visible everywhere.

There wasn't a trace of emotion inside, yet it made people's spines shiver with cold. He had always believed that everything he did was for her. But at this moment, that demonic gaze made him uncertain of anything.

Although the voice came through the microphone, Su Ruibai recognized who it was immediately. Especially that word "sister"—even if she wanted to believe it was an illusion, it was impossible.

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When Rong Tian passed by the main gate earlier, she noticed a guard booth. If guests inside didn't call the security desk on the internal line, it was likely that people outside could not easily enter.

After speaking, a fiery red ball appeared in his hand. His long sword suddenly unsheathed, rushed into the red fireball, and instantly transformed into a flaming red blade.

Familiar sects in the outside world began to visit one another, speculating which sect would ultimately reap the benefits.

In the past, when Chi Yan presented this territory, it was to resolve the siege of the three kingdoms. However, smallpox had always been a mortal enemy of the Xuanyuan; they had been defeated by it several times. If it weren't for the smallpox epidemic, the Xuanyuan might have already become the hegemon of this world.

Even if she had hurt herself, she could not have possibly inflicted such vicious wounds while already in a severely injured state. At that time, she could barely even channel her magic, so how could she have managed every subsequent injury, each nearly fatal?

If they weren't careful, even the slightest issue could lead to endless trouble. Therefore, they had to ensure the safety of every student and prevent anything negative from happening to the school.

So much had happened over the summer vacation, and with so many rumors flying about, there was enough to talk about for days.

When an opponent rushed at Chang Le and attacked his face from above, that was the moment to parry the opponent's sword. The greater the opponent's momentum, the more effective the parry; conversely, if the opponent was prepared to evade, this move could not be used.

After the two finished speaking, they laughed happily, as if the long-standing estrangement between them had never existed.