Volume 1, Chapter 45: Quick-Tongued Lin Xiaohua

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Zhou Shaoyu looked curiously at Xie Yanyan’s soot-blackened face and pitch-black clothes, then looked down at his own pale face, and instantly understood everything.

We went to the Bund, the World Expo Park, Nanjing Road, People's Square, and other renowned landmarks of Shanghai. At each of these places, I forced a joyful smile while he took numerous photographs of me.

"General, there is a grove over there where the catapults cannot easily reach us. We can head over there to take cover!" Ronghua, who had gone ahead to scout, reported back. As he spoke, he scooped up Chengze and charged toward the grove.

Simultaneously, her body soared into the air, and surrounding primordial energy surged madly toward her. The aura around her steadily climbed, radiating a formidable and oppressive might in all directions.

Qin Yun also retained memories regarding the Battlefield of Gods. Legend has it that this was an ancient battleground where deities clashed, claiming the lives of countless prodigies among both humans and demonic beasts. Naturally, it also harbored boundless treasures and abundant fortuitous encounters.

With deep winter fast approaching, Sizhen wore a turquoise-blue silver-rat-fur vest, a sapphire-blue brocade quilted skirt, and a triple-layered gauze veil. Along the somewhat desolate mountain path, she looked as delightful and fresh as a tender green scallion.

I felt a genuine throbbing in my head, but at that very moment, an uninvited guest whom I hadn't seen in a long time unexpectedly barged through my door.

Xie Yanyan glanced at Xie Anfeng beside her, then looked at Zhou Shaoyu. The latter two gave her a puzzled look: What is it?

Su Muyun shot him a sideways glance. Of course she knew he had no classes this morning; she knew his schedule better than anyone else, probably even better than he did himself.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept past, and I couldn't help but shiver. My throat twitched, and I let out several consecutive, uncontrollable coughs.

When the nine of them arrived at Xue Qinghe’s estate and entered the crown prince’s private residence, the other eight stared at Long Tianquan with faces full of shock.

Li Mo did not bring it up again. Today was merely about giving them a prior notice of his conditions, and he had not really expected to achieve his goal.

For beings of such a realm to perform such lowly and menial tasks, the person they swore allegiance to must at least be on the level of the Holy Mother of Canglan.

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Among these few photographs, the first two were selfies taken by Guo Meiting in her own office.

Then, from out of that vast, blazing sunlight, drifted a voice that was calm yet tinged with a trace of contempt.

Seeing Janna’s deadpan expression, Vivian nodded suspiciously, withdrew her magic wand, and reached instead into her interdimensional spatial ring to pull out a luxurious wand. Its shaft was as transparent as crystal, and its tip was embedded with a snowflake-shaped, ice-blue gemstone.

The two of them discussed many other matters, never mentioning this affair again, as if it had been entirely forgotten.

"No, they were all gathered inside the old residence. It wasn't until we closed in for the kill that they attempted to break through," Mon丽莎 (Monlisa) said.

Though he practiced only the most fundamental sword techniques, he remained diligent and earnest. When a person faces something they truly love, weariness never sets in no matter what, which was why Long Tianquan had spent over five years practicing these basic sword moves.

When a soaring demon breaks through to the Immortal Dao realm, it will expel its internal demonic core and nurture a far more powerful "Heavenly Net Demonic Core."

"Yes, Mom, believe me, it will be fine. None of them will come to harm!" Whether Qi Yu was trying to comfort Ning Yuanlan or himself remained unclear.

As the banquet drew to a close, Mingnan and Yulu deliberately left time for He Yifeng and Wu Ling, purposely not waiting for them to return together.

Such mismatched identities, yet her own disastrous predicament was entangled with him—this was something she had wished to avoid at all costs.

"Nobody in our family is setting off firecrackers anymore!" Ling Baolu nestled in Qi Yu’s embrace, refusing to get up at all.

"Ding-dong," the doorbell suddenly rang. Hao Meng glanced toward the front door, yet failed to discern anything out of the ordinary.

"You're here." The other party’s expression remained calm, without the slightest ripple, and even their gaze remained utterly hollow.

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Since the entire building presented this same bustling scene, no one paid attention to the separate group of people busy at work inside the president's office.

The two unleashed their respective divine abilities, creating a brilliant and dazzling display of mystical techniques and treasures. Theirauras were fierce and unyielding, yet entirely devoid of killing intent.

The piercing scream grated harshly on everyone's ears, but they collectively chose to tune out the content of her words.

"It's fine. No matter where we are, the car still needs to be fixed. While the anger hasn't faded yet, let's drive over there first!" Lin Tian said nonchalantly. The car had to be repaired anyway, and if the other party wanted to pick a fight, it would depend on whether they had the capability to do so. In any case, Lin Tian couldn't care less.

On the surface, these words offered help, but beneath the surface, they sounded like a prompt and an encouragement for Madam Qiao to continue speaking.

"Commander, the six Saint-tier experts of the Holy See have also made their move. Let us begin as well!" one of them urged anxiously.

Lin Tian was fully focused on resuscitating the old man and had no spare attention to deal with the aggressively shouting man. After the man yelled for a long time without receiving any response, he rushed forward, ready to throw punches without another word. Yan Dongyang was displeased; naturally, he would not stand idly by.

Qiuning looked around twice but could not find Yuejia. After a moment of thought, she turned back and went to look for Mammy Xi.

"What do you think you are doing?!" Pamphilia and Hesane demanded, glaring at the Mamluk soldiers closing in on them with faces full of majesty... It was precisely this imposing majesty that made the Mamluk soldiers hesitate once more, halting abruptly as they turned back to look at Mahmud.

"A surprise? Indeed, it's quite a surprise—you even dare to provoke the underworld!" Chu Fei hummed with a sarcastic sneer.

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