Volume 1, Chapter 64: Mom, Consider the Handsome Uncle

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Wenren Zhao achieved fame at a very young age precisely because he had a fortuitous encounter in his youth, inadvertently obtaining this Earth-grade supreme mystical weapon.
Even if it failed, it would still drag Yang Fan down. The Prime Minister's estate had no influence in the inner palace, and it was too late to plant anyone there now. Since Yang Fan had a backing, he naturally had leverage, and he currently held some weight in the Emperor's eyes. Rather than letting him gain momentum, it would be better to use the Emperor's hand to take him down.
Qian Yexue was consumed by fury, but Tang Xiao's gentle voice sounded in her ear, carrying a trace of warmth. Her sensitive earlobe tingled pleasantly, and her body rapidly went limp.
Yun Mo had a prominent reputation in the heavens after all, so the celestial soldiers and heavenly generals naturally did not dare to truly bind him. As they escorted him out of the Great Heroes Hall, they looked at each other in dismay, their expressions filled with embarrassment and hesitation.
However, Zi'er was still in mid-air and had not yet landed. Seeing the Fire-Armored Ape King also leap up, a rush of heat surged into her head. She curled her body, opened up, and kicked off a nearby tree trunk like a cat, then leveraged the force to leap forward, pouncing directly toward the Fire-Armored Ape King.
He lowered his head, clenched his fists, and his shoulders trembled. Endless memories surged through his mind. At the same time, the silent mask on his face began to drive its invisible claws deep into his brain. A wave of excruciating pain swept over him, which momentarily neutralized the bone-deep humiliation and gave him the strength to raise his head.
Barrow was born with the ability to see through the hearts of others; the thoughts of every god and human being were completely transparent to him.
Li Tianyou's arm suddenly tightened as true qi wrapped around it. The Autumn Water Without Trace sword sensed Li Tianyou's power, emitting a dazzling white light from its blade.
In truth, it was not a match between equals. Observant cultivators had already noticed that the old man Diyue's finger had been cut, with drops of fresh blood slowly oozing out.
"I hope you do not mind my humble background, Miss. If you are willing to marry me, I will surely take good care of you from now on." Mo Ziyun looked at Lin Meimian with eyes full of expectation.
She really wanted to see Leng Sicheng wearing this outfit and walking side by side with her; it must be a lot of fun.
Dunzhu sorted through the accumulated furs while chatting with Ana'er about everyday matters. Her Mandarin was not very fluent, making chatting with Ana'er somewhat difficult, but Ana'er felt that Dunzhu's speech carried an unyielding optimism toward life.
He and Situ Lingling were disappearing bit by bit... Their corpses seemed to have weathered away, breaking into fine, countless fragments that drifted apart.
Although the new assistant would arrive on Monday, she still had many tasks on her hands, so she remained locked in her house working through the weekend.
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Neither of them spoke as they walked at a leisurely pace toward the main building. To enter the hall, Gu Qingqing even took a turn and went in through the side door.
It seemed as though something amidst the steps was trying to suck Lin Luoran's spiritual consciousness in. In the endless void, a vast expanse of starry sky unfolded before her eyes.
By evening, with a thought in Lin Luoran's mind, the pearl indeed spat out some refined spiritual Qi, which seeped bit by bit into her body. After half a month of passive absorption, the wisps of spiritual Qi inside her finally condensed into a thread-like state, and under Lin Luoran's propulsion, they slowly moved along her body's meridians.
Inside the bar, lights flashed, deafening music thudded, and the fragrance of wine drifted everywhere. Outside the bar, it was still early spring with a lingering chill, but inside, it felt like the peak of summer.
"Return to my sleeping chambers, I want to sleep!" Artemis dropped this single sentence and resumed her brisk strides.
Living up to its reputation as a miraculous life-saving medicine, once the quick-acting heart pills were swallowed, the effect was immediate. Zhu Changle's heartbeat stabilized, and his vision cleared up.
Naturally, Nix had supporters as well. Bezos believed that Nix could secure a 14-game winning streak, causing everyone in Seattle to collectively disdain him: "Dude, how can you not support your own city's team?"
Zhichun's mouth went numb, her lips trembling slightly. She wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
Qiao Feng remembered that in the summer of the original timeline, Coca-Cola "touched the screen" by printing classic movie and television quotes on its bottles.
In mid-July, due to the "price barrier" reform, prices began to rise sharply. Before they could figure out a way to curb it, inflation reached an uncontrollable level, and a buying panic swept across the entire city in barely a day.
After Big Ben came on, O'Neal defended him. Because Nesterovic had a mid-range jumper and constantly drifted outside, O'Neal guarding Big Ben allowed for better rim protection.
Nearby were planted fruit trees and agricultural fields, alongside several quite large sheds from which came the muffled grunting of pigs.
When Ji Hao finished dealing with the main flag of the Zhou Tian Xing Chen Array, he did not rush to leave.
In the distance, Hooge's Plain Blue Banner soldiers were running further and further away. A volley of matchlock gunfire rang out, and the banner lords naturally understood that it was an ambush by the Ming army. Some wore ugly expressions, like Dodo, while others looked as though they had anticipated it all along, much like Dorgon.
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Another bolt of lightning, as thick as a wrist, struck down. Instead of retreating, Li Xiao advanced, raising his fist to meet it head-on.
Long Teng nodded and took out his close-fitting silk pouch. After the three of them inspected it and confirmed everything was correct, they opened it together. Long Teng glanced at the note inside the pouch, and was instantly frightened out of his wits.
If this battle was lost, the Song forces would have already locked down the victory with a score of four to zero, making the outcomes of the remaining two matches irrelevant.
Meanwhile, people were gradually gathering around. This was, after all, the largest commercial street in Tianfeng City; although it was still only morning, there were already quite a few people on the street.
"Two thousand three hundred and twenty-seven head," Zheng He replied accurately. Compared to the bustling sales scene of the previous few days, almost no commoners had come to buy cattle in the past few days.
Yang Ling immediately pushed the door open and rushed inside. It was pitch black inside, except for two lamps at the corner of the wall, where a dark figure was curled up. Such a wretched posture could only belong to Kindaichi.
Moxi was startled for a moment, then her figure flashed, bringing her to Chu Yi's side as she looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Yang Ling had a temper that could not tolerate grievance, and the village chief's words prompted her to immediately retort, though she instantly regretted it, realizing it was better to say less about such matters.
The eighteen riders stood in a row, solemn and upright. Everyone was dressed in black, wearing masks and black headscarfs with only their eyes exposed, mounted on black steads nearly nine feet tall. Each had a black cloak draped over their back, a large bow slung across their shoulders, and held a uniform crescent saber. The blades were already blood-red, with drops of fresh blood slowly dripping from their tips.
A tall and full-figured physique, a cold and stunningly beautiful visage, and that dazzling neon dress resembling a bright red bridal gown.
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