35 (First Update)

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He was a man in his thirties, standing over one meter seventy centimeters tall. Overall, he wore his police officer’s uniform with a slouchy, ruffian-like air, as if he were wearing baggy, ill-fitting clothes.

Wen Yan examined Bai Taoli’s wound, applied a few types of medicine, and channeled spiritual energy into the injury, only just managing to stem the bleeding.

The Zhang family was vast and powerful, employing talents from every walk of life. They even hired two professional combat pilots to fly their aircraft in shifts.

Realizing that the newcomer’s spiritual energy surpassed her own, she released Bai Taoli and dissolved into white smoke, vanishing.

Why had the old lady remained silent just now? Was she, in fact, also contemplating how to take revenge on Han Feng?

Qiu Ze stood with his arms crossed over his chest, watching Han Feng with cold eyes, curious to see exactly how he would apply the needles.

Han Feng lazily walked toward the two opposing sides. Under Geng Wei’s arrangement, he donned a red basketball jersey and joined the red team.

Xiao Mengqi clung tightly to Qin Muxue’s arm, whispering to her as they walked.

Earlier, while Su Le was sleeping, Bai Sihan had dismissed the driver for convenience, so she now had no choice but to drive Su Le back herself.

Then, Liu Tie signaled to his two right-hand men, and together they launched a brutal assault on Cao Longhua.

Chen Hao’s gaze was also drawn to her; watching that lithe, graceful waist from below was truly a feast for the eyes.

Immortal artifacts are rare and hard to find; when they do occasionally appear in the world, they are immediately snatched up by various supreme beings or even Great Emperors.

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"I know, Lan, you’re getting more long-winded by the day!" Shangguan Luoying swatted away Ling Fenglan’s hand, which had been tormenting her face, and turned to walk inside, leaving Ling Fenglan standing there, shaking his head in resignation.

The voice was hoarse, making Shangguan Luoying feel even more suspicious. The man before her sounded as though he hadn’t spoken in ages; the sounds emerging from his throat were like two sharp objects grinding and clashing against each other—coarse and raspy.

"She? Who is she? Who is colluding with a sinner like you? Tell me, old man, and I will surely crush her bones to dust and make sure she never meets a good end for all eternity!" The ruthlessness in the Great Elder’s eyes could no longer be contained. He shrieked, having completely lost the composure expected of a Great Elder of the Temple.

Snakes—countless snakes—sensing danger, were fleeing Luoma Valley. They were vibrant and colorful, every one of them brilliantly patterned, enough to make one break into a cold sweat. After all, in nature, the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it often proves to be.

"Brother Liao, why are you still so formal? There are no outsiders here! You can call me Brother Su!" the man in the carriage said.

These thugs, blinded by greed, could hear nothing. They assumed that a mountain of gold worth coveting by Lian Aochen must be unimaginably vast, and so they charged forward even more frantically.

At the entrance, the bodyguards were stunned by the attire of Chen Hao and his companion, but upon seeing the invitation presented by Liu Sanluo, they immediately stood at attention in respect.

He was no longer the boy whom he could casually haul back to the police station; he was now Master Ye, whose name shook the foundations of Nanhua.

Li Jing’er did not worry about rumors spreading. She did not believe the employees of an international conglomerate would have such low standards as to offend a figure who commanded such influence in high society over mere gossip. Thus, she remained unconcerned.

A feeling of intense crisis, threatening his very life, crushed his heart. Lu Qiming groaned, and the scenes in his consciousness shattered like a broken mirror.

This batch of raw materials was only one segment of the entire industrial zone’s construction. Whether it was the continued production of the chemical plant or the introduction of imported materials for other projects in the zone, nothing could proceed without Yu Xiangqian, who held the power over the provincial customs.

Luo Tian rested for a while before beginning the refinement process for the second medicinal pill. As expected, three hours after Luo Tian began his circulation, Luo Binglan felt her energy sea beginning to churn, and she felt a vast surge of true energy flowing and circulating throughout her entire body.

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Her feet were now only a few centimeters from the ground, nearly brushing against the stones below.

"What! He was actually able to seriously wound Mingxuan?" The old man frowned upon hearing this, though he quickly regained his composure.

Every time he sank his consciousness deep into his soul, feeling the countless seals of the God-Slaying Art, Lu Qiming could not help but feel an exhaustion born from the depths of his heart.

The inherited memories of the Phoenix Clan were not just knowledge related to cultivation; they also transmitted the instincts, habits, likes, and dislikes of the clan. Thus, when Lu Qiming heard Qin Yuefeng’s words, he acted without a second thought. Yet, to the average person, this action was indeed highly unreasonable.

Unintended words often find an attentive ear. The choice of location for this film studio seemed somewhat ambiguous, and Lin Fan’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"Back then, when the Hanyang River rose for no reason, the two demon lords, Meng and Li, didn't tell me the reason. So, on what basis do they assume the current environment is improving?" Miao Renfeng pondered in his heart, feeling puzzled.

"I am the one in charge of the Eastern Barbarians now, not my father. There are plenty of people who can take over the role of protector; if you don't want to go, this Young Master will make you disappear right now!" Without turning his head, the man spoke in a cold, sharp voice.

He swung a light, empty punch forward. The immense force slammed into the void, creating a faint ripple. Feeling the surging power within his body, Nie Feng closed his eyes, savoring the mysterious sensation of having entered the body-tempering stage.