Chapter 35

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As Zhang Shaogang was facing the camera to record the show's opening, Dou Wei had already been guided by the staff to the other side of the stage.

In particular, Wu Tian, a reporter for the Divine Bird Network, presented his demands directly after Xu Li had painstakingly finished her explanation.

"Ew, how disgusting." Ji Meina quickly averted her gaze; that unspeakable object was truly nauseating.

"Sigh! Who's to say it isn't? Since even you say it's the irony of fate, it seems this is truly my destiny!" Liang Xinhui said. Hearing the phrase "irony of fate," he felt deeply dejected. Especially coming from the lips of this Star Lord Wuqu, he believed it implicitly, leaving him utterly discouraged.

His path to immortality was supposed to be smooth and open, yet he was slow to sense the three disasters. Watching his hope wither, he abandoned his duties at the Tiankui Sect and bade farewell to his master.

The Water Country Chunin was a ninja proficient in Lightning Release, frequently unleashing bizarre lightning ninjutsu to attack Shan Yuanxu. Furthermore, his taijutsu was formidable; during close combat, Ming Xuan exerted significant pressure on Shan Yuanxu.

This obese middle-aged man looked as though he had been hollowed out by wine and lust. Moreover, they were on a raft, and the two people opposite him were handling the raft clumsily, which gave Lin Chu a sense of confidence.

Sister Zhao’s words came to an abrupt halt. At that moment, Jiang Changan’s gaze toward her revealed a murderous intent, as if someone had been dragged from a gentle, warm spring into an icy abyss in an instant! Everyone on the street couldn't help but shudder.

For the following period, he stayed at the Akatsuki organization's residence, helping Ye Jiu handle the organization's daily affairs. Additionally, he had received quite a few invitations in the past few days, including some high-profile ones that he found difficult to refuse.

Then, a flash of light appeared at the front of the corridor, manifesting into four figures. Three of them knelt on the ground, while standing in front was that person who still appeared to be the young Li Xiangjun.

Yet now, he was forced to leave his home and fight a desperate battle to the death against a man with whom he had previously had no connection or enmity.

Just as these soldiers were restoring order, the First and Second Divisions successfully approached Magazini, completing their encirclement. When the British garrison at Magazini discovered the weapons equipped by the rebels, they gasped in shock.

Xue Hao stared intently at the man in black, his iron fists clenched, as he slowly walked to Mu Mengmiao's side and shielded her behind him.

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There is one explanation for this situation: the legend of King Arthur in this world is not as historically profound as Lin Zhengyang had originally imagined.

He wanted to say something but held back, ultimately not asking. After spending the morning together, he knew that Lu Tian disliked people who were meddlesome; if he asked, it would surely provoke Lu Tian's disgust.

The Maple Leaf Textile Group's production factory is in an industrial park in the suburbs of Jiangcheng, but its office area is in the Jinxing Building within the city.

After seeing this scene, Li Junhao let out a long sigh of relief. Finally, he saw scaffolding being erected and truckloads of bricks and cement being brought in. The workers were busy in full swing. Li Junhao smiled and thought: This virtual world is truly realistic enough.

"Please enter, distinguished guests." The guard made an elegant gesture of invitation and said respectfully. The Purple Gold Card was the highest-level VIP card for the top nightclub in the Eastern Capital; as its holder was a top-tier guest, he naturally had to treat them with respect.

This thing hadn't really played much of a role from the beginning until now; aside from transporting him through time and space, it was essentially useless.

"Could it be that the legendary golden age of cultivation has truly returned?" the Golden Mouse murmured. Since his master was a Saint-level existence, they knew quite a few things.

Seeing that the main forces of the government army were trapped at the foot of the mountain, this Fierce Tiger Demon Lord continued to remain still, waiting for the arrival of Xue Dingshan's main legion.

"You thieving monk, you start fighting without a word! Senior Brother Fan, leave this bald head to me." Seeing this, Junior Brother Cai shouted loudly.

The reason why all the various forces who wanted to probe the foundations of the Great Yan Empire and the whereabouts of the Map of Rivers and Mountains used this opportunity to stir up trouble and gather at the White Tower Gate—beyond the uncertainty of Yan Bailou's injury—was largely because the Yanling Guards had left the capital.

It was only then that An Hongdou learned that the white-clad Luo Bing had encountered a powerful enemy on the way to the appointment and perished halfway.

The "Book of Life and Death" suddenly trembled, flipping open a black page, and a ring of dark ripples radiated out silently.

He thought to himself that as a member of the Fa-character sect, he possessed mysterious and unpredictable movement techniques and was even more adept at controlling the power of the wind. In this cold north wind, no one of the same level could take advantage of him.

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"That's good, let's disperse then." Hong Lie finished speaking and no longer paid attention to the students, slowly walking into the distance. Once the matter was resolved, as long as the students didn't have any accidents, the teacher didn't want to manage too much.

Upon seeing all the dragon-beast demons appear, Master Huaizhi immediately ordered his beloved disciples to rush to assist the government army. Thus, the disciples unleashed their skills, leading tens of thousands of monkey soldiers into the battlefield. The slaughter between the two sides was extremely intense, lasting until dark before both sides withdrew.

Moreover, if there were the nourishment of this divine power, it was possible that Ziling might wake up ahead of schedule.

If the three of them could reach another level of strength, giving the Light Star World three beings capable of independently confronting world overlords, it would indeed provide a great sense of security. At that time, Si Qi would truly have fewer worries and could develop with peace of mind.

Zheng Hao knew that Bai Ting, a native of Yanjing, was particularly stubborn; he was selfless in his work, and no matter how you explained it, it was useless to him.

After chatting for a while, the old man hung up the phone and held the brother who beat up Chen Zhen in the highest regard. "You let people beat others everywhere... beating people?" The old man thought of his partner, Zhang Aiguo, and couldn't help but feel a sense of sorrow. One less person to get beaten up with him.

Seeing Ye Feng disappear, the crowd showed looks of astonishment, their murderous intent turning into rage as they looked at each other.

A purple thread appeared where her finger brushed, and then this thread descended upon the fierce beast in a bizarre manner.

A flash of heartache and pain crossed Dong Gong's eyes, but he remained silent and did not speak.