Volume One, Chapter 37: Is That Childish?
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At that roar, everyone in the distance cried out in pain. Those with lower cultivation levels fainted on the spot. Not far away, the two vermilion gates of the City Lord’s Residence split with a sharp crack, and every tile atop them exploded with a bang.
The bald county magistrate frowned. If Bingbing were to die within his jurisdiction, he might not necessarily lose his official position, but his future career would certainly suffer a tremendous blow.
“Qiya Zuimeng, you’re back. And Naruto too—hmm, there are two Narutos. Which one is the real body?” Qinai asked the instant she saw Qiya Zuimeng and the two Narutos beside him.
It was both a test and a choice made out of helplessness. Although the bottle belonged to him, it was obvious that he had not fully mastered the mysterious power within it.
“You…” Qin Yuan had not yet finished speaking when Sun Ru, beneath him, suddenly gazed deeply into his eyes.
Hinata’s face instantly flushed scarlet, and only the word “lover” remained in her mind. Ranran stared at Naruto as well, seemingly trying to discern something from his eyes. Unfortunately, she could see nothing.
A warm embrace, a gentle caress, tender whispers, an intimate scene… Su Ru told herself that she had made the right choice.
The moment these two characters appeared, they managed to amuse someone as cold as ice as Queen. Fat Luo and his team had every reason to be proud.
Seeing Sang Kun’s cavalry gradually fall into disorder, Cheng Lingsu let out a long breath. Without looking any further, she turned her horse around, descended the mountain on the other side, and headed straight back toward camp.
And this time, Xu Fusheng once again felt an uncontrollable unease rise from the depths of his heart—even fear.
The murderous intent Shi Tiangang felt toward Chishi Ri and the others grew ever stronger. He wished he could grind their bones to dust and scatter their ashes.
The five burly men of the Five Tigers Alliance appeared one after another. After locating the people from Blackfinger Ravine, they charged forward, raising their enormous axes and fighting independently.
The people on the first floor were all rogue cultivators. Whatever they could sell, they sold to strengthen themselves and preserve their lives at critical moments. As for buying so many magic cores—not to mention that they did not have the money—even if they did, what could they do with them? They could hardly eat them.
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At that moment, he lowered his head and began wolfing down food. Although he felt aggrieved at having to accompany Chen Fan on his journey to the Western Heavens to obtain the scriptures, and was extremely displeased about it, he had no choice.
As he walked along the path toward the mountaintop, Ye Xing recalled cultivating sword aura and could not help feeling another wave of fear. The difficulty of cultivating sword aura had exceeded his expectations. He had originally thought that he only needed to follow the instructions on the scroll. Who could have imagined that using sword aura also required precise control over the amount of elemental force?
The Zhao family head’s eyes widened. Although he had once been called the Zhao family head, he was worlds apart from the Zhao family head who had obtained Princess Iron Fan’s Banana Leaf Fan.
During this period, Wanyun Jun had gone to great lengths to entertain these young masters. If several merchants from outside Shu had not yet arrived, Wanyun Jun might have settled the share issuance long ago. In order to buy time, he was under immense pressure.
“All right.” Without suspecting anything, Shi Mengmeng smiled gently and walked to the edge of the cliff, reaching out to pluck the white flower.
“The snow on the road is too thick. What if you fall? Let me carry you,” Meng Ying said worriedly.
Brahma placed Chen Xin’s halo against his chest and staggered out of the great hall.
In fact, Tony had already told Zheng Xudong through the intercom inside his helmet that this was the final lap. He told him to remember the tactics and make his sprint at the end, rather than grow anxious now.
“It’s fine if we pass them. There just happens to be highway patrol officers waiting for them up ahead,” Zheng Xudong said with a smile, then burst into laughter.
Jiang Yang had actually heard the Jade Emperor say that he intended to absorb the Heavenly Dao of this world. Damn it—Jiang Yang was now seriously wondering whether the system had malfunctioned.
“How could we do that? It’s my first time meeting my future mother-in-law. Choosing somewhere casual wouldn’t make me look neglectful? No matter what, we have to choose an upscale restaurant in the Demon City. Don’t worry about it; I’ll find a way.” Zheng Xudong spoke to her.
“Honestly, I really think your voice is lovely. You simply chose the wrong song,” Leng Ruobing continued trying to persuade Fang Xiaoxiao.
Sun Xiangfu designated this city as a commercial hub precisely because of its unique geographical location. It was close to all the steppe tribes. Once goods such as salted fish and bean paste, white sugar, and even iron pots, ironware, and cotton cloth began to be sold here, there would be no need to worry about merchants traveling beyond the passes coming here to stock up.
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Only now had he finally encountered a true master of pretension. Cooperating with their Star Emperor? Ha—had they gone mad dreaming of making money?
“It was worth it. At least this life was worth living!” Li Qian thought silently, her eyes filled with blissful tenderness.
“Just because the flowers bloom beautifully doesn’t mean they will bear fruit.” Lu Mingcheng raised an eyebrow and continued what he was doing. They were peeling golden bamboo shoots, something they did almost every spring. It was a longstanding family tradition—and the reason everyone was sitting together like this.
Or perhaps, if he applied just a little force—only a little—he could easily strike the area beside him.
Whether it was acting or not, Musk’s eyes reddened when he heard those words. Following closely behind Chen Yu, he took out a satellite phone and sent a message to his assistant, ordering the team to make every preparation for landing on Mars.
The old man wore a white coat and moved with agility no less impressive than that of a young person. When the helicopter was less than two meters from the ground, he jumped down.
As he passed Lin’s father, the sight of his hurried and flustered appearance made Lin’s father frown. He shouted angrily, “Where are you going?” But the only answer was the pounding sound of Lin Moran’s sneakers striking the ground as he sprinted away.
Shanjizi’s eyes were bloodshot, but she stubbornly bit her lip, refusing to let her tears fall.
Old Qian patiently tried to persuade him, but Li Qingchuan remained unmoved. He merely watched Old Qian’s strenuous performance as though observing a clown making a fool of himself.
A straight line of blue paint instantly pierced the chest of a young man in the barrage group, causing him to explode into a mass of red paint.
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