Chapter 131: A Toast to the World

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"Is this... the Ghostless Realm?" He had only heard of the Ghostless Realm but had never visited such a place; after all, as the name implied, it was a region naturally devoid of ghosts.

To truly resolve the Changding Army that had caused all this chaos, Zhuge Liang had no choice but to summon Zhao Zilong, the most powerful general of the Shu Kingdom, to the Tongtian River battlefield. Once Chu He was dealt with, everything would be back on track.

Ming Qiu had been abandoned since birth and had lived for hundreds of years, despised by both the righteous and the wicked; neither side cared for her existence.

However, he still did not trust Chu Chen's words. After a moment of thought, he decided to play the emotional card.

"How about it? Do you feel that there is more to this competition than meets the eye?" Bee Sting smiled.

That man had heard some news from somewhere and said to Ren Bingdong, "I heard that General Manager He has already left."

Upon hearing this, Tianji shivered all over. He nodded repeatedly, vowing not to fail expectations, but then looked blankly at the pitch-black desert surrounding them, his face filled with hesitation.

Every refugee entering Tianshui Prefecture was required to wash their bodies with medicinal water, kill insects and lice, and undergo several days of quarantine. While Ding did not necessarily need to quarantine people like Kuang Pu, the necessary steps to eliminate pests could not be skipped.

The entrance to the cave was narrow, but the interior was quite spacious. The cave had been simply renovated, with large wooden crates filled with grain and silver neatly stacked inside, and wooden boards and stones were laid on the ground to prevent dampness.

Under Chen Bufan's icy gaze, Tai Xuansheng took a token from his storage ring and crushed it into powder.

When Mother Tian came out and heard her sister mention divorce, she was momentarily stunned. She had been hesitant before, so why bring it up so suddenly now?

Song Jing had come this time specifically to fulfill her parents' wishes; every circumstance was intended to play matchmaker between Princess Linshang and Mu Lingchen.

In a hospital room in the imperial capital, a person stared at their computer screen with a look of terror. The Weibo account open before them was clearly "My Little Sister is a Superman."

"You won't be complaining about the heat tonight, will you?" Zhao Chengjue sat on the floor, watching Jiuzhu roll around in the spacious corridor. With railings all around, there was no fear of her falling.

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"Thud!" The tip of the Nieyuan Spear struck the ground, burying itself heavily. The surrounding earth instantly seemed to turn into a purgatory; the ground split open, and from the crevices, a crimson magma-like glow emanated, identical to the color of the spear shaft.

Gu Yunsheng suddenly stopped in his tracks. He frowned and asked, "Who is Mo Youxun?" This was not the first time he had heard that name from her lips.

Just then, that old man approached, wearing a straw hat and a coir raincoat. He patted Xiao Xian gently on the shoulder.

When it was time for a celebrity to appear, the car would slowly pull up before the red carpet, and the cameras would capture the moment they stepped out.

Madam Chen retorted, "How can you call this nonsense? This is a good thing, a beautiful story." She smiled ingratiatingly at Madam Ning.

"Roar! Die! Die~" The monster opened its mouth, which remained a void of absolute darkness, with only the faint outline of a maw.

He also understood the principle that one should not put all their eggs in one basket, so he planned to store his belongings in batches across twelve different houses.

Yun Yi maneuvered beside Jiu'er, trying to soothe it and hoping it would calm down. But the frantic Jiu'er had lost its reason and actually launched an attack on Yun Yi, the power of which was extraordinary.

Unable to think any further, Ran Fei was exhausted, his eyes struggling to stay open. He closed them, but every time he tried to think, his head throbbed with pain. He had no choice but to let his mind go blank, and before he knew it, he drifted into a deep sleep.

His subordinate knelt on one knee, cupping his hands: "Boss, should we take him out too?" As he spoke, he drew his right hand across his throat in a killing gesture.

"I just walked over and stabbed him," Lu Jiu replied flatly. She raised an eyebrow, twisting the sword that had pierced the old man's brow, causing dark, foul blood mixed with turbid brain matter to flow out from the blade's path.

Over a hundred grown men took turns, exerting every ounce of their strength, yet they could not break through the stone gate.

Yuan Li was rarely serious. She thought for a moment and said, "If I am not mistaken, that High Priest Sang Tu might be the disciple of the old Demon King of the Demon Realm—the Blazing Demon Fox. However, his vitality vanished without a trace after his great battle with the new Demon Emperor, and everyone assumed he was dead."

"Crow, is it this one?" The man in black grabbed at the empty air, and a crow appeared in his hand.

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By the time Mo Sijun had told Satan the full story and received his definitive reply, he could no longer find a trace of Lockhart.

For some reason, Song Zhen let out a long sigh, his expression looking somewhat dejected. This strange reaction made Zuo Jun take a few extra looks.

The faces of the two Yang brothers had turned completely grim. Yang Bian felt that if looks could kill, the two brothers would have already been killed and shredded to pieces by him a thousand times over.

"Where are the clothes you changed out of yesterday?" Cao Peng was now dressed in the local attire; as for the clothes he had worn the day before...

Wu Xuan did not have a very good temper. At the very least, she always maintained a condescending attitude toward strangers; otherwise, she would not have clashed with those four superpowered individuals and been harmed. In this world, she did not know Tang Zhihang, so naturally, she would not show him any kindness.

He had already learned much about the skills of the Greedy Wolf Death Squad from Uncle Fengying. The leader was an offensive type, and the logistics sergeant beside him had no martial arts skills; the death squad existed to protect the sergeant, who was drawing a map.

That Five-Poison Beast was quite intelligent; it seemed to understand that Yi Xuan was calling it ugly. It immediately waved the countless legs on both sides of its body and pounced on Yi Xuan like lightning, its snake-like mouth opening to reveal a pair of icy, venom-dripping fangs.

First came the shock, then a strong sense of possessiveness appeared in his eyes: "This thing is perfect; it suits me just fine."

"Jiao Mian, you too. Withdraw. Leave the battlefield to them." Satan waved his large hand, and someone was pulled out.

The fact that Cang Xin could appear here meant the Demon Emperor trusted her. But until he confirmed it personally, he could not let his guard down.

Although everyone likes to see those they have trained surpass their masters, there is a limit. One should not appear too clever; sometimes, there is no harm in being a little low-key.