Chapter 97: Shao Yan Apologizes to Dao (One More Update)

Literary Master 1978: Time to Teach the Literary World a Lesson The most cunning Bermuda grass 1975 words 2026-04-10 09:37:59

“Shall the Nami star people go first? Your planet has already been destroyed by me, and today you are destined to die here!” Frieza’s eyes were cold and sharp, surging energy flickering in his pupils as if ready to erupt at any moment.

After a whole hour, he finally confirmed that the Heavenly Court’s Blood Pool had indeed not been tampered with. Only then did he release his Ghost Vine clone, and countless tendrils surged forth, wrapping tightly around the blood pool’s demonic consciousness.

“Find someone to buy those plastic bags and the things inside them, please.” Yun Ye Yao pointed toward the supermarket plastic bags the administrator had tossed into a corner.

Tong Yang grabbed his still-unpacked backpack and ran out, seemingly eager to part ways with this group of “troublemakers” as soon as possible.

Luo Qiang nearly spat out the red wine he had just swallowed. He looked at Chen Nuo, confirming he wasn’t joking. Using a prime piece of land in the western suburbs of Jiangcheng for planting—wasn’t he crazy?

Lin Tianwei’s greatest fear was when Chen Nuo got angry. Whenever Chen Nuo was furious, Lin Tianwei had no good days ahead.

Users could only expose matters online, contact media, television stations, and relevant departments, escalating the issue until it reached Yanjing directly.

Tsunade secretly observed Jiraiya’s face again, noticing a faint flicker of emotion, deepening her own complex feelings.

Beneath the translucent ice layer lay a pale face, eyes hollow yet fixed intensely upon them.

Wang Hao typed a few times on the computer, responded with a nod, then turned back to continue his conversation with Lan Wei.

Among the nearby crowd of citizens from the Desert Empire, countless people witnessed Ye Zhiqiu’s act, seemingly a divine creation, and erupted into cheers like a dust storm stirred by the laying of a foundation.

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In the second layer of the sea of clouds, within the Bronze Hall, the outer layer held an eight-petaled lotus platform, the inner circle a four-constellation sacred seat, mostly vacant as usual. Only the convener, Wanxiang, occupied the central position, lost in deep thought.

Xiao Yi was momentarily stunned upon hearing this. Reflecting on it, Lu Zhi and Cai Yong were indeed close friends. Xiao Yuan nodded slightly; he had long heard from Zheng Ying about the matter involving Cai Zhaoji. Their families were well-matched, and if not for the marriage alliance with Lord Zheng, Cai Zhaoji would have undoubtedly been the legitimate wife.

“Ah, I, Jia, am ashamed,” Jia Xu shook his head and sighed. He probably understood the reason—if he had executed matters more perfectly, his lord wouldn’t have treated him this way. He was facing not only political affairs but also the shifting tides of the entire realm. Xiao Yi had too much on his mind.

Ye Han felt embarrassed; stealth had no effect on an opponent of this caliber. His once formidable signature skill had now become a mere hindrance.

Liu Zhang was courteous, and naturally, Zheng Ying and Wei Youruo were very polite as well. It was clear that the husband valued Mr. Liu greatly. Back when Liu Yan served as the governor of Youzhou, he and Xiao Yi had a deep connection, their cooperation during the Jinan battle was seamless.

This was only the beginning. The eerie light emanating from the jade on Bing Lan’s chest showed no sign of attacking on its own. While restraining the deep red dragon and preventing it from launching an assault on Bing Lan, the Heart of the Demon Moon stirred once again.

“Very well, Cao will accompany you. Benchu, Hengzhi, if you leave, you must accompany him, or you will regret it later,” Cao Cao said, eyes brightening as he agreed and jokingly glanced at Yuan Shao.

With Karos’s words and sudden disappearance, hundreds of extraordinary beings chattered noisily. Yet this time, no one dared to attack the zombie lord Karos.

A few years ago, when the Central Plains were stirred by a graveyard uproar, she suspected it was the work of Mengdie. However, she had arrived too late to catch up with Mengdie’s trail.

The barbarian from the Western Regions bombarded them with questions, but the Tang soldiers remained clueless, exchanging puzzled looks, unsure of what he said.

Then, a massive fish-bodied beast king, comparable to the pinnacle of the Spiritual Profound realm, spread its wings and charged toward Yun Hao and the others nearby.

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Mentioning this, even the ever-resourceful Lu Dongzan was momentarily speechless. The ruler and his minister exchanged a silent glance.

“With your husband’s strategic mind and commanding presence, he’s at most just a schemer of shredded potatoes. Besides, this is only the beginning; better things are yet to come,” Zhao Zilong said with a smile.

Is that so? Indeed, when I returned home that day, I sensed something odd in my body. But since I used well water to treat the wound, there was no difference.

After all, both had just witnessed Xin Yuan’s strength. No matter how unwilling they were inside, they dared not defy Xin Yuan again. At this moment, all they wanted was to preserve their lives.

“Bottom right corner… huh, it really is a man’s mark…” Upon seeing the symbol, I relaxed my left hand slightly, moving the dagger a bit away from his neck, signaling I had no intention to kill him.

Yes, even though I knew what tricks he planned, it didn’t matter to me. In the next moment, I swiftly dodged to the left.

“Forget it.” Since this magic stone belonged to Luer and had nothing to do with Lian, it didn’t concern me. Before long, the Shuma who had been swaying the bag finally stopped, then took out a magic stone completely different in shape from the previous one.

The white cloth covering the corpse was lifted, and she clearly saw the face of the body. Actually, Shen Nianyi’s words by her side had become muffled; only a buzzing roar remained, like someone setting off firecrackers near her ear during the New Year, filtering out all other sounds.

With everything arranged, Zhu Hongsan rose and left Guiyang. He chose the route returning to Guilin, then heading north into Huguang, and finally to Changsha.