Volume 1, Chapter 53: Lu Qingyou of the Inspectorate

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Inside the woods, the out-of-control police car plowed a clear, striking trail. Numerous bushes were flattened, branches snapped, the weeds on the ground were torn apart, and mud rolled over in a shocking scene.

The Gallic old man was very enthusiastic; he dug out a few clothes worn by his own son from the wardrobe and handed them to Zhou Qingfeng, telling him to go to the bathroom and change. Afterward, the old man led him out through another street from their back door, guided him to a parked sedan by the roadside, drove him away, and finally even gifted him a hundred euros to help him continue his escape.

Muyu Han looked at the giant peak before him and let out a long breath. In just an instant, the color of the world changed! On this side of the horizon, an incomparably huge eye appeared.

Maki and Kakashi had no choice but to retreat several meters, watching in shock as Li Ming and Might Guy clashed. Their striking speed was like lightning, with shockwaves and explosions continuously surging forth, resembling two terrifying beasts tearing fiercely at each other.

He had originally thought he could find an opponent to stretch his muscles, but he hadn't expected Wang Jian to be so fragile.

Even if I don't care about outsiders saying I am ungrateful and devoid of a sense of righteousness, if I were to leave the primary branch of the Du family without an heir, how could I possibly face the people of Luoxia Town in my heart?

At this moment, Yunji realized anew that she was sitting on a rock projecting out into empty space, and fear gripped her heart once more. She tried to steady herself against Rongya and stand up, but her legs were completely limp with fright, unable to muster even an ounce of strength.

Xiao Ducheng likewise gazed with a solemn expression at Yun Zhonghe, Ye Erniang, and Lao San Yue, who were watching the fierce battle between Li Ming and Duan Yanqing.

After being sealed by Lin Qing and infused with the chaotic Qi drawn from the Chaos Sea, the Elven Forest no longer suffered from the thin elemental density of the outside world, but had instead grown even more breathtaking. Countless elves and magical beasts frolicked and played in the forest, presenting a truly utopian scene.

Although Wu Dalang felt somewhat helpless, he still understood the reason. After having experienced such a thing once, they basically knew what to expect the second time around, so they just needed to patiently wait. Even if there was anger, it wouldn't be as furious as the last time.

A vibrant, bright flush suddenly appeared on Lu Xuehua's dignified face. Out of excitement, her mouth opened and closed, closed and opened, yet she remained utterly unable to utter a word.

In fact, young people who act so overbearing usually do not truly hail from those great noble families. Why do they act so arrogant?

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What "beneath the Emperor realm all are mere ants"—anyway, Moming had no idea who actually said those words, nor how utterly pathetic the person who uttered them must have been. Once one becomes an Emperor, can one truly look down upon everything, believing oneself to be invincible across the world and the absolute master of the universe?

As for the winemaking methods of cultivators, they were passed down by the Flame Emperor and have spanned five thousand years. There is a saying in the cultivation world: among cultivators, the strong are revered; among wine-makers, wine connoisseurs are esteemed. All master winemakers and renowned wine-tasters hold prominent and illustrious positions, and the most accomplished among them can even leave their names fragrant through the ages.

"Let's try hypnosis in a moment. If hypnosis doesn't work either, I'm afraid this topic will have to be postponed indefinitely," Professor Lynn said helplessly.

With two days still remaining until Friday, the Time Creation Department had already begun to bustle with frantic activity. Having returned to its original appearance, the lively atmosphere was tinged with a fair amount of tension.

At that very moment, those Fire Dragon Men were the first to spot Ye Su and his group, and immediately let out a loud roar of fury.

Xu Qian had already laid out his strategy long ago, and of course, he only had one choice left: to fight for health! He directly used his final medical kit to max out his HP!

Watching the changes in Wang辉's (Wang Hui's) expression, Xiao Ling's heart began to sink, because upon hearing this far, he already understood what story the fake Liu Can was telling.

Lin Dachong hesitated slightly. While he harbored designs on those soul stones, he was unwilling to offend Zhang Qingli too severely, yet he indeed felt a certain dread.

He might not even survive to see his good friend Lin Wanghu, so his top priority was to find Miss Jingjing. She had already suffered enough, and He Jingxuan did not want her to encounter any more accidents.

Hearing the words coming from behind, Yang Wei walked to the stairs, gripped the banister tightly with one hand, forcefully suppressed his inner emotions, and froze in place.

Yet until these people were slaughtered, the bats hadn't heard a single gunshot, which spoke volumes.

"By the way, Chris, where are you from? You're not from the two major empires, are you?" Sashi suddenly remembered and asked out of curiosity.

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Elves naturally possessed a quite high innate starting talent in spiritual power, so Celia wasn't afraid that Evillia wouldn't be able to learn such basic mental application methods. However, when she witnessed Evillia's spiritual power, she began to harbor some doubts about the innate spiritual starting talent of elves. Is the spiritual power of you elves all this overwhelmingly monstrous right from the start?

Accompanied by a roar, a fireball had already speared forth from Shyvana's jaws, hurtling straight toward the Three-Headed Blood Lizard King on the ground.

She looked as though she had fallen asleep, completely unaware that her bare little feet were exposed outside.

The next morning, the golden crow rose to the east, filling the sky with colorful, magnificent morning clouds. Warm sunlight spilled down, squeezing through the gaps in the window into the bedroom.

Qiangzhuo City was a city close to Dajiao City (Sun City), separated from the Orc Empire by only Dajiao City itself. The transient population was not overly complex, and at the very least, no orcs had ever appeared here. Because humans and orcs had been mortal enemies since ancient times, and remain so today.

Meng Qi stepped back a few steps, widening the distance between himself and the soldiers once more. He looked at the graze wound on his arm carelessly inflicted by a long spear just moments before, halted his movements, and sneered mockingly at the hedgehog-like entity before him.

Swish! The old man's face instantly turned the color of cooked pork liver. He was, after all, a close associate of Wild Wolf; he hadn't expected the other party to show him such utter disregard for his dignity.

Within Meng Qi's body, the hidden injuries accumulated from long-term battles vanished without a trace, and the fur corroded away during his battle with the black-robed prophet Bill rapidly grew back—not in its original pitch-black shade, but in a dazzling silver-white.

"Well done," Lin Feng praised, looking at Huang Yuanyuan. If Huang Yuanyuan had chosen to charge forward just then, she would have lost the tracks of the Gulgore Assassin. Therefore, her performance was commendable, and she truly deserved to be considered a top-tier priest.

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