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“I’ll go to bed right now, brother, please don’t be angry with me, alright? Lingling has always been obedient.” Wen Ling hurriedly climbed down from her chair, not even bothering to put on her slippers. She scampered over, reached out her small hand, and clasped Cao Bin’s pinky finger. Tears streamed silently down her cheeks, yet she made no sound as she slowly walked toward the bedroom.

Cao Bin’s heart twisted painfully within him...

At the same time, she had also made new clothes for the elderly couple of the Zheng family in Pingjing, Zheng Xinghua and his wife, Zheng Ling, and Sun Laifu, and sent them all together with some local specialties and food. Naturally, a package was sent to Zheng Shuguang as well—a thick letter accompanied by a gigantic parcel.

At the doorway, Ziyan stood with his back to the entrance. When the door was opened once more, he turned and was greeted by an old face blooming with a chrysanthemum-like smile.

If the other party tried to make small talk with Luo Ye, it likely wouldn’t evolve into mutual flattery. Luo Ye was the sort who remained earnest and serious at all times, someone who didn’t joke around.

But just then, Gao Yue’s arm shuddered violently; her sword was struck aside and she involuntarily slid a step backward.

Not to mention, during this period, Wu Mian’s physique and vitality had undergone remarkable improvement. His sword speed had already surpassed the speed of sound.

Her mood was not quite like Nangong Xuan’s. After all, here was his blood kin. She squeezed his hand, and without words, Nangong Xuan understood her meaning.

Although the opponent’s speed still couldn’t match a bullet, the explosive force he unleashed could break through any defense with a single strike—proof enough of Wu Mian’s terrifying swordsmanship.

Chen Qian watched, shaking her head. She hadn’t expected them to be so close. They must have made some kind of promise earlier; otherwise, how could such a serious illness be suppressed so quickly? She didn’t dwell on it and busied herself tending the fire and cooking.

“Grandfather wants to tell you about our Zhan family’s ancestors,” the old man said, his expression tinged with sorrow.

While Lu Qi and the others chatted idly, the eighty thousand disciples of Penglai Mountain Villa had already annihilated the thirty thousand enemy troops. Now, only the battle of the Fusion Sovereign level remained above the southern part of the city.

Yi Le cast another odd glance at the boy from his class who had already walked away. Was it just his imagination, or did that classmate’s tone sound a little resentful?

As the helmet crashed to the ground with a crisp, metallic clang, the surrounding demons saw a youthful face still bearing traces of innocence, angry black eyes, and a mane of flowing black hair. Although tall, Wuenqi was only sixteen—still so young, completely beyond the demons’ expectations.

“It’s true, it’s true!” Seeing Eiri’s eyes swollen and red, Yi Le nodded fervently, his heart aching as he tenderly wiped away the tears streaming down her face.

Yet the Eye Demon Archmage was satisfied with this outcome; after all, retreating from a death duel unscathed was itself a rare victory. So, after shooting Wuenqi a venomous glare, the Archmage turned all his wrath on the three Titan Giants in the center of the wheel of death.

“In that case, I won’t insist. Fellow Daoist, go and rest now, but see that you do not repeat today’s performance tomorrow,” Fang Yun said coolly, appearing not to suspect a thing.

At this point, it seemed this round would not be easily passed—after all, with Yan Qiang among the judges, there was no doubt he would be thoroughly satisfied.

Wishing took a scentless tissue from her purse and gently wiped the sweat from Li Junxiu’s brow and temples, smiling sweetly as she discussed with him.

Hu Wei immediately grew cautious. He had no idea where that golden light had whisked his clansmen, but it was clear that each person present could claim only one treasure.

Yi Le swallowed, frozen where he stood. He had pictured such a scene before, but when it truly appeared before his eyes, he found himself wide-eyed with astonishment.

In the next instant, a hand shot out from behind Ye Wanxing, swinging hard for Lu Nianxuan’s face.