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Since she did not have to go to work, she woke up quite late. As soon as she went downstairs, she saw Mother Bai waving at her from the sofa in the living room.

This manor was the property of the old vampire, and also the place he said he was lending to Mo Feng for his temporary stay.

Just moments ago, Mo Feng had heard the old vampire mention again that he was a baron of some Aaron family. This piece of information made Mo Feng waver in his original intention to kill him to silence him.

Zhao Chuning was a mix of shame and anger, and just as she was about to lash out, Tang Yi had already lifted his head from her chest.

The Earth Phoenix bloodline is one of the ancient bloodlines, ranking well within the top 200 on the ancient bloodline charts. If the bloodline can be purified and upgraded to a Heavenly Phoenix, one could, upon reaching the pinnacle of cultivation, transform into a five-colored phoenix and roam between heaven and earth.

Occasionally, he would recall scenes from his memories and indulge in some fantasies. But that was all.

Based on the information she possessed, she knew that Jiang Chen was not only with Jiang Yun, but also had a mysterious relationship with Mu Yuxi, and even had Fairy Yun Qi of the Jade Fox Clan by his side. Furthermore, he had taken in several stunning followers as disciples, such as the sister duo Su Yan and Su Chan'er, as well as Su Tan'er.

They all knew that Mo Ziyi, just like his father Mo Xiusheng, was deep and cunning, capable of tormenting others invisibly.

Crow used two fingers to pinch the blade of Tojo Nobunaga’s sword, preventing the latter from moving it even an inch further.

Having recovered a bit after one class, Kang Qi asked with great curiosity as soon as he saw me stand up.

As he spoke, the Duke of Zhenzheng looked left and right, then snatched a sword from the waist of a nearby guard. Seeing this, Changsun Zhi closed his eyes in heartache; no matter what, he was in the wrong, but watching Changsun Li die before his eyes was excruciating for him.

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Ouyang Xueye ordered others to retrieve many flowers from the antlers of the Bauhinia elk on Bauhinia Island and handed them to Huaman, who then formulated them into honey pills to nourish the spirit. Seeing that Feichangdao, though still weak, was basically stable, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Get lost, I'm already annoyed enough!" Xuan Junyao, not wanting to waste time with Xia Shiming, prepared to slip away herself.

"I didn't expect to run into this guy here again." Chen Kuang’s figure was hidden among the numerous demonic spirits; his shape-shifting power made his form and aura indistinguishable from the ordinary demonic spirits around him.

Long Xiao looked at Xuan Junyao, his eyes full of expectation—though, of course, this was entirely a figment of Xuan Junyao’s imagination.

The handsome face that had been vibrant just moments ago now hung with a comical, sullen expression, and more importantly, he looked rather dazed and foolish.

As if he already knew Lin Yu had arrived, he looked up just as Lin Yu walked through the door. Their gazes met in the air; Lin Yu’s eyes were gentle and natural, devoid of any pressure, while He Zhongtian’s eyes were aggressive, like an unsheathed sword, chilling and piercing.

In his dream, Long Xiao seemed to be experiencing great suffering, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes. Looking at the man muttering to himself on the bed, everyone felt a heavy heart.

Lu Xijun finished packing everything early in the morning. After breakfast, she reported to the housekeeper, returned to her room to pick up her backpack, and prepared to leave the Lu family residence to return to school.

After all the students had left for class, Lin Yu was preparing to close the main gate and go for a stroll to see the school scenery. However, as he reached the entrance, he saw the short and stout Director of General Affairs, Liu Daxi, walking toward him while wiping his sweat.

However, those who consume here are the wealthy; ordinary people cannot afford it. Thus, everyone inside is rich and imposing, sleek and well-fed, appearing much like nouveau riche.

It turned out that Shangguan Fei had emerged from seclusion. This time, he had not intended to fully master the essence of the Blazing Arrow Technique; after all, such a technique requires time and cultivation to be completely grasped.

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"You minions, get lost! Even the Primordial Heaven Lord wouldn't dare strike me lightly!" The professor spread his arms wide, and with a "bang," an unparalleled force erupted from his surroundings. Cha Chai was physically blasted out of the window. As for the Yaksha King and the Dragon King, they had leaped out of the private room in a flash before the professor’s outburst, avoiding the catastrophe.

In the center of the arena, Yi Fu'er stood still, a glimmer of agility dancing upon her beautiful figure, though there was a hint of impatience in her brow. And rightly so; the strength Yi Fu'er had displayed earlier had already left the younger generation of the Tiansheng Sect feeling ashamed, let alone anyone else daring to step onto the stage now.

But this did not stump A-Liang; A-Liang could forge warships. With a warship, he could fly out without anyone knowing, as A-Liang did not intend to bring a large army anyway.

The fifth form, "Hidden Dragon Does Not Act," focuses the force within, condensed and not released. If an enemy dares to test its edge and collide head-on, they will surely suffer, and their momentum will inevitably lead to their downfall.

"It doesn't matter, it was already broken; it couldn't be picked up anyway!" Tian Bing'er said with a smile, looking completely indifferent.

The Battle Emperor stood where he was, looking up at the menacing tornado, thinking to himself that it was an astonishing display of power, but he would have to use his true strength now.

At this moment, on this hillside, many corpses of men in black lay scattered about, and the air was filled with the freshness of a thunderstorm mixed with the stench of blood. Wu Hao looked at these black-clad corpses on the ground, and finally, the light in his eyes dimmed as he slowly collapsed into the bloody rain.