Chapter 110: Stop Pretending

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Just like that, their eyes suddenly met.
Cao Bin looked over with a calm expression: “Stay still and don’t move. I’m changing your dressing.”
Bai Wei said nothing. He focused intently on this serious-faced man, watching him fuss left and right over her body, as if completely oblivious to certain places and parts of her form.
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Those who shared his drastic change of expression were all the people belonging to the Five Saints Main Altar within this hall. The five branch altar masters rose abruptly to their feet, faces filled with shock and greed, their gazes all converging upon Jian Chen’s right hand.
The World Turtle lowered its head with great docility, actually allowing Jiang Yun to stroke its head and even swaying its body in a flattering manner.
Huo Bao settled his thoughts and considered: the Tathagata Buddha would announce the transmission of the scriptures to the Eastern Lands at the Ullambana Festival held once every five hundred years, and would dispatch Guanyin Bodhisattva to the Great Tang.
This was precisely Jiang Yun’s Sacred Diagram. Within the Sacred Diagram a Sacred Egg shimmered with flowing radiance, releasing an ever-stronger aura. Absorbing the earth-vein essence drawn in by the Sacred Diagram, streams of Nirvana energy overflowed.
The isolation formation laid down by the Moon Goddess Palace Master was shattered by the Doomsday Dharma Eye. Qin Yang extracted the origin of the Moon God Realm and poured it into the Solar God Spear.
Helian Xingyu and Di Jing stood at the very front, leading Ning Xin and introducing the battle formations along the way for her.
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Yet upon seeing that the elderly couple had also appeared, Lu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, then thrust his hands into his pockets and sauntered toward the mouth of the dead-end alley.
Fragments of shattered carapace flew in all directions; tumbling along with them was one of the great pincers of the Bulongdu Scorpion King.
Qin Feng, however, merely shook his head with perfect calm. Under the dumbstruck gazes of Xue Rengui, Chu Huaizhong, and Hou Zhong, he leisurely mounted his horse and suddenly clamped his legs against its flanks.
One must understand that whether it was the eggs of the Ghost-Kiss Serpent or the essence blood of the Hell-Mad Bear, both were treasures that money alone could scarcely buy.
Zhao Bingjie had already arranged for people to meet them. The driver brought Niu Dazhuang’s car to a stop beside the three of them; they climbed in, and the vehicle sped swiftly toward the road out of the capital.
More and more snakes swam up from the water, then fell into frenzy and began thrashing toward the shore.
Chu Yihan’s vermilion lips curved slightly upward. She wanted him to speak clearly, without any ambiguity; she had no desire to overthink or misinterpret his meaning.
Damn it—still at the Emperor Realm in his twilight years, yearning to become immortal and god and achieve the Dao. Obsession is one thing, but to harbor such wild delusions as well!
Under their feedback, Chen Luo felt as though he had practiced the God-Comprehending Manual a hundred times over and had grown thoroughly familiar with it.
This left the onlookers feeling somewhat bored, for it could not intuitively display Niu Dazhuang’s medical skill.
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Zhang Xiaojing found this kind of showy activity utterly ridiculous. People had money and energy to go around “delivering warmth,” yet they could not resolve something as vital to the residents’ lives as the gas-pipeline renovation.
As for the venomous ones, apart from the relatively thick and long cobras, the rest were all rather slender.
“This should be enough for tonight. I bought two boxes.” His slender fingertips pinched a strand of hair beside her ear and toyed with it.
“Seems there are players here!” Even as his cold gaze turned toward the man, the other’s eyes also looked back at him.
Of course none of that was the most crucial point. The most crucial point was that the three words the other had just shouted were uttered in flawlessly accurate, perfectly enunciated Chinese, causing Leng Mo, who heard them, to freeze on the spot, his gaze toward the man growing ever stranger.
After he had dealt with fifty tigers in the same fashion, the mission for this area was complete. The system prompt sounded, and at that moment Shen Wanqian’s eyes also lit up brightly.
Amelia was busy with renovations on the construction site. Upon seeing Long Yi, she showed no immediate intention of coming over to meet him.
“Very well, Mr. Li. I will instruct the engineers to conduct research in these areas according to your directions!” Dr. Black agreed at once without reservation. So long as the idea was good, there was simply no reason to refuse.
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