Chapter 93: Script Payment

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If he were attacked at this moment, he would surely be left without the strength to fight back, because while locking onto his target, he naturally couldn't spare a hand for anything else. At the same time, because his attention was so intensely focused, his vitality seemed especially fragile.

Yet even so, it still wasn't enough. After a single strike, the dragon shadows filling the sky scattered all at once; as the fist light swept past, Yuhuang was sent flying sideways once more like a kite with a broken string, finally collapsing in midair.

Chen Hao shook his head and paid it no mind. He stepped forward barefoot, like a devout ascetic cultivator. At this moment his face was utterly serene; the pressure around him seemed in an instant cast beyond the nine heavens, and his heart was filled with waves of soul-shaking Sanskrit chanting.

Zhang Yang reached out and wrapped an arm around Li Xueman's slender waist. Li Xueman's body was in excellent shape, and Zhang Yang's hand slid from her waist down to her round, full buttocks. He had come here originally just to take a look and hadn't intended to stay and play. Zhang Yang, Li Tianyu, and Li Xueman walked inside.

Chen Zong's combat power was at the late five-star level, far stronger than either Ding Xuan or Long Zhi'ao. Of course, even an ordinary late five-star wouldn't necessarily be able to evade and break the full-force strikes of two early five-star combatants in a single move, and then deliver a lethal counterattack. Chen Zong could do it because of his realm.

Before he could think of what he "wanted," Xia Lei suddenly pressed down on his head, forcing him flat to the ground in one motion, then planted a foot on Lan Bing's back.

Many things had happened tonight—not only had Du Xiaochun been eliminated, but he had also unexpectedly learned that the one who had slept with him that night was Sun Jiayi.

As it happened, although this stretch of starry sky before him still lay within the Five Elements Realm, who knew what those fellows from the Angel Realm had set up back in the day; the moment Jun Hao entered this space, he felt a sense of relief, as though a heavy burden had been lifted.

A C-class heaven-grade warship could hold a hundred Golden Core cultivators, and the maximum destructive power it could unleash rivaled a full-force strike from a Nascent Soul Fusion cultivator.

An Tusheng's furious voice rang out. Seeing her father's face darker than the bottom of a wok, An Lele understood that he couldn't cure the poison either; otherwise, with his optimistic nature, he wouldn't be this angry.

Qin Zhen always felt that the golden giant ape's phantom behind He Jin was not that simple—it was far too similar to the golden giant ape he had seen in another world behind the Serpent Valley.

At this moment, Li Zhun hadn't left, but he merely stood coldly to the side, saying nothing.

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Qin Zhen gave himself a hard bite to jolt himself awake, shot He Yin a vicious glare, and prepared to turn around again.

Chu Xiu stopped, narrowed his eyes, and casually sized up Zuo Wu, making no effort to hide the killing intent in his heart.

And Yun the Second trusted Kang De's instincts, just as he had the first time he laid eyes on this young man.

"Of course I have a technique—otherwise, would big sister have come for nothing?" September glanced sidelong at Chu Xiu, then, under Yun Ya's expectant gaze, extended a finger and pressed it against Yun Ya's brow.

The Fire Bird looked at Qin Wuyang. Qin Wuyang gave a slight bow in greeting. The Fire Bird let out a cold snort. "Not bad, young man. To hold your own against the Azure Dragon, you already count as a powerful fighter." Qin Wuyang smiled. "To earn a single word of praise from Lord Chixiao, this life has not been lived in vain."

Over a hundred mercenaries of the Vajra Mercenary Corps hadn't managed to retreat into the protective range of the formation in time and were crushed beneath another crimson palm.

Compared to those blasts of white light earlier, the pillars of light now appearing were nearly solid; seen from a distance, they looked like enormous luminous swords, radiating waves of terrifying power.

After being intimate with him, Rong Rong's original intention had been to stay away from him and never have anything to do with him again. But later, she had thrown herself back into his arms. The so-called cockroaches were merely an excuse. A woman who had lived alone for over a decade couldn't be that fragile, no matter how afraid she was of certain things.

"Don't worry, I've prepared it for you." Duoduo said, tapping a few times at the console. A picture frame rose from the floor, filled with fresh vegetables.

Lü Bu also ordered Sun Quan and his family to be escorted to Chang'an. Many ministers of Jiangdong, even Zhang Zhao, who had claimed to be ill in bed, were taken to Chang'an as well.

Three days passed, and the magical treasures around Lu You began to grow dim. Under the absorption of the black crystal, their origin power gradually faded away.

"Good, I like it!" Ban Jie's face showed an appreciative expression. He liked arrogant people; arrogant people suited his taste, because he was also rather arrogant. After all, he was of the dragon clan and couldn't bring shame to it.

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He casually reached into his pocket for money, and in that instant, Gao Qing was stunned. Damn it, he hadn't brought any money. He felt as though ten thousand alpacas were stampeding through his heart.

She didn't know why Tang Jin had spent so much money to buy her first time. From her intuition, he didn't seem to be a lecherous man like others; on the contrary, he had a strong sense of justice, as could be seen from how he had helped her and Yun Shu the previous two times. But one million—so much money—what on earth was he after?

The moment Yu Huiying finished speaking, under the fixed gazes of everyone else, she appeared to wave her hand casually across that square chessboard.

If he refused Wang Yan, then he, Xiang Chuang, would no longer be merely someone without talent—he should publicly declare himself mentally handicapped.

Well, now it had turned Muay Thai style again. And this kind of move—the sliding step, the knee strike, followed by the heavy uppercut—was quite powerful, making that mechanical warrior creak loudly as it took the hits.

"In a few days, several of the important road sections should be finished," Luo Yan said, his hands being occupied, so he brought up business first.

Chen Zehang suddenly understood where the Northeast Army's airplanes had come from. He decided to pay this club a visit. If Yan Zihui could buy airplanes there, so could he.

Liu Xin was certainly injured, but he had passed away because of illness, so it really had little to do with them.

Thirty years ago, that was in 1997. An ordinary person couldn't remain forever young after several decades had passed. Unless... Lu Cheng thought of his own abnormality, and that strange feeling in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

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