Volume 1, Chapter 55: You Rode Me, and Now You Ride My Horse

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"I said, I don't want to hear nonsense. Within three breaths, either state your purpose directly or leave."
Li Chen gave her no face whatsoever, shouting straightforwardly.
Stiff as iron, cold as ice!
Bai Yuxiang's chest heaved, and she desperately wanted to curse him out, but the moment she opened her mouth, she caught sight of Li Chen's gaze suddenly turning chillingly cold.
In an instant, her entire body felt as though it had plunged into an ice cellar; a piercing, bone-chilling cold gripped her, and her hands even trembled twice.
Li Chen softened his gaze slightly, and only then did she gradually recover. However, the urge to curse had long since vanished beyond the highest heavens, and she no longer even dared to entertain such a thought.
"You mentioned Ma Huan several times—oh, I mean that shopkeeper in the store. We......"
Of course, the casualty ratio of the Allied Coalition of the Flame Country was not particularly large. After all, he commanded a force of nearly fifty thousand men, yet the casualties in battle amounted to only a little over twenty thousand. The majority of these were injuries, with the number of deaths falling short of ten thousand.
To proceed, Lady Sun saw her husband returning safe and sound, and thought to herself: Master Liang must have cured him. Joy filled her heart. She hurriedly stood up to greet him and said, "Black Bear! You're back! Are you alright?"
If possible, Lin Chu also hoped that Dota 2 could become a massive hit in Huaxia. Unfortunately, that far exceeded his capabilities; nurturing and delivering a powerful player to the Huaxia Dota competitive scene was the absolute most he could do.
"Qingcheng, don't be like that. I already said that was an accident, and I didn't do it on purpose." Ji Meina spread his hands helplessly.
The red-skinned creature seemed to anticipate that something lay beneath, but upon seeing it with his own eyes, he was still filled with doubt and bewilderment at the sight.
He heard the name of Princess Blueshift, and a tremor ran through his heart. He had not seen her for a very long time, nor had he even thought of her. Perhaps it was because he had been too busy lately, or perhaps it was because of the appearance of the maiden Blueshift.
"People change, let alone the unpredictable hearts of men. Why must we stay at his place? We can stay somewhere else, can't we?" said Bai Jinwu.
Unlike the refined delicacy of seafood, meat dishes had to be eaten in large, hearty mouthfuls to truly evoke a sense of deep satisfaction.
Aside from the eye-opening scenery, Dongfang Yunyang also encountered numerous members of the Canine Clan. Many of them bore canine fangs, equipped with weapons and battle armor, and some were currently undergoing training.
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Yet from the very moment the soul departs the body, living beings are, in that sense, already considered dead.
Looking out, everything was vast and open, instantly refreshing the mood. Within the range of clear vision, numerous vessels could be seen conducting drills, alongside fishing boats returning with hulls laden with their catch.
Yun Shuang, a mortal vessel harboring the ethereal Fairy Soul of Scarlet Cloud, was the ultimate destination for that wispy soul—a fragment incompatible with the Three Realms. Conversely, for Yun Shuang, this ethereal soul was also the most potent and nourishing treasure imaginable.
Shu Ye's face changed drastically. Without a second thought, he turned and sprinted toward the Palace of Earthly Tranquility. Yu'er rose to her feet, gazing with complex emotions at the emperor's panicked retreating figure, and let out a silent sigh.
"I certainly didn't injure Gary Payton on purpose," said Sun Yue, who also agreed that if Payton were still playing, Monta Ellis would not have scored with such ease.
Having finished the incision, Dong Lingling bit her lip, squeezed blood from her fingertips, and let a single drop fall into the doll's mouth.
"It's fine, the person capable of assassinating me hasn't even been born yet!" Jiang Ming curved his lips in a cool smirk. His bodyguard detail immediately followed suit. Such an imposing array left everyone else dumbfounded.
Just as Lin Sese was marveling inwardly, her surroundings suddenly grew bright, and she looked around in astonishment.
Zhu Houwei had stayed at home for the past two days, going nowhere and resting properly, completely unaware that danger was quietly descending.
Ye Hua raised her eyebrows, issued a commanding order for the dragon to land on the peak, and jumped down alongside Shuyu. She then turned her head and said a few words to the dragon, which flew off toward another valley accompanied by the divine birds.
There was no brilliant sword light, no piercing sword qi, and no overwhelming majesty. Yet, the moment that sword thrust forward, Yan Nantian's eyes were already filled entirely with sheer terror.
Chi Yaoyue sipped her soup and nearly spat it out. She glared at Nuhuang, demanding to know who on earth had ever said they wanted to give birth to his children.
"No, it's not like that, Father, it's not like that." The sudden blow left Hong Guang completely unprepared, utterly at a loss as to how to respond, and devoid of even the capacity to accept it all. His family had just reunited, only for him to lose his biological mother, and now he was being told by his father that all the suffering his mother endured was entirely for his sake.
Zhong Xingyue and her companion were rogue cultivators, and Wuchi Yun had brought them back with the implicit intention of recruiting them into the Xing family.
Following her initial anger, seeing that Angus remained as calm and composed as someone who had done nothing wrong—coupled with her recollection of his usual low-profile demeanor focused purely on academia—she found herself lending some credence to his words.
"What are you talking about? What do you mean?" Song Xinghe asked, her gaze calm and completely unafraid as she met Yu Jianian's eyes.
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To make Ye Xiu lose everything? Yin Lan pondered Meng Feixue's words; although she hadn't heard the whole conversation, she had roughly guessed the gist of it.
Seeing that her initial strike had missed, and knowing full well she wouldn't be able to land a hit this time, Qianye simply waved at Qianye Jue, signaling him to come over.
As it turned out, the evidence behind Shangguan Nian secretly having someone impersonate Xue Ci to crash into her had been uncovered by Xue Ci herself.
He found it rather bizarre. If he hadn't known that there were only so many young men in this manor, he wouldn't even have known such a person existed. After all, Nalan Wuyang rarely ever mentioned the youth—who could have anticipated that she would snatch back a half-dead man, and finding it improper to send him back, had no choice but to keep him in the manor instead.
This time, Houtu had poured forth her all, unleashing her full ten-percent strength. Unable to withstand the force, the giant Buddha was sent flying backward instantly.
Walking leisurely through the courtyard, letting the midday autumn sunlight wash over her, she gently inhaled. A faint, ethereal fragrance lingered in the surroundings, growing richer the deeper she ventured into the garden.
Long before this, Ye Canxue had already unleashed his spiritual sense, locating Hou Zhen's exact position. Yet Hou Zhen's strength was utterly insufficient to detect that Ye Canxue was probing him with divine awareness.
Be that as it may, the news of his annihilation of the Fang family today, along with his formidable notoriety, was bound to spread across Xianlin Town and even throughout the Desolate Marsh Country.
"Can you let me take a look at the iron ball in your hand?" Anzhu asked expectantly. She was desperately eager to 'touch' and verify whether the object in Chen Yidao's hand was truly made of iron.
"Do you find it baffling that we went out of our way to summon you here?" Qi Riyue directly articulated what Xi Yizheng was thinking.
Chu Xiangcheng chuckled softly. Although Chu怜风 (Chu Lianfeng) was clever, trying to play political games in front of him made her far too naive.
For as long as she could remember, Li Yun's impression on Ye Numei had always been exceptionally steady and resilient, with an iron grip on his own emotions. Yet at this moment, Li Yun was revealing the most vulnerable side of his inner self to Ye Numei.
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