Volume 1, Chapter 157: Striking the Dengwen Drum to Petition the Emperor!

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Meanwhile, Reinhardt picked up his teacup, quietly savoring the clear tea. He picked up a pastry from the saucer and tasted it carefully, finding such an afternoon tea quite a pleasant experience.

Tang Yue reached out and took it, her fingertips brushing against his skin, sending a shiver through him and deepening the possessiveness in her eyes even further.

They would kill without a second thought. Forget about provocation; even a wrong glance might earn you a decapitation from the other party's blade.

She played the victim in front of Lin Bei, then secretly recorded those words where Lin Bei "kindly" instigated her.

Just think, which emperor would tolerate someone saying he was impotent? There was no other way to deal with such a fatal piece of blackmail except to silence them permanently.

This time, Chen Jin had the finance department wire 200,000 and mailed two "Wawa Robots" to him.

True resonance is not about using exaggerated expressions and melodramatic acting to confuse the audience, but rather making people feel a heartache that comes from the depths of their souls even while you are smiling.

Seeing this, Left Protector Xue Feng's expression immediately sank. Then, alongside Xuelun, he stepped forward instantly.

"Let the greater good prevail," Elder Gao sighed, seeming exhausted as he leaned directly against a pillar to warm himself by the fire. His sheer weariness made Tang Yue feel immensely sympathetic, but this wasn't a matter to be taken lightly—besides sacrificing Yang Li, what other choice was there?

"This is no place to talk. Let's go somewhere else," Wanchuan said, seeing Cang Geng hesitate with unexpressed words, and led them to a nearby teahouse.

Then a bizarre thing happened. Five red snakes slithered around the corpses of the disciples, emitting strange sounds toward the fanged giant snake. The fanged giant snake responded in kind, as if they were communicating about something.

Therefore, under Zhu Ming's appeasement policy later on, the original tribal properties were basically returned to their rightful owners, yet this gold mine remained firmly in Zhu Ming's grasp.

He sat on a chair in the hotel. The room was on a high floor, featuring a floor-to-ceiling window with a magnificent view overlooking the cityscape.

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The surrounding cultivators only saw Wu Yan enduring the heavenly tribulation with a large magical artifact, but the disc artifact was also shattered and scattered in pieces. Wu Yan was struck by the tribulation so hard that half of his body was buried in the ground. The protective armor and robes on his body were shattered into pieces one after another, and flashes of lightning occasionally danced across his charred body.

Suddenly, the Den Den Mushi, which had previously looked like it was sleeping, vibrated in unison as if receiving some signal. Then they mechanically opened their wide eyes, staring at the big screen as a beam of light projected directly from their eyes.

"General Li has endured a long and arduous journey and must be exhausted. I have prepared some wild mountain fruits here; why not taste them?" Ziying said eagerly.

Naturally, the officers and soldiers then rushed into the stronghold to conduct a thorough search. The seemingly dilapidated stronghold turned out to be quite extraordinary; inside, Zhu Ming even discovered a set of exquisite footwear. This was certainly nothing that overseas drifters could have acquired, especially given that this place was separated from Japan by vast oceans.

Su Wan was still in a daze and had no idea how to respond. She could only look at the princess in stunned silence.

Those who managed to arrive at the scene—Chen Sanfu, Chen Fanyuan, Huadu, and Zeli'a—stepped forward one by one to receive their ceremonial robes. Only Zeli'a, the newly allegiance-sworn newcomer, found all of this particularly fascinating, yet she still followed the etiquette instructions she had been given precisely, performing every single step to the letter.

"You're talking nonsense. This maid is like a sister to Sister Hua, how could it have anything to do with me?" Mu Qinghan stamped her foot coyly and retorted casually.

Su Zhimin, Su Zhuan, and the others also turned their heads to look, their eyes narrowing when they spotted Xiao Chen.

"It's just that at this rate, I will continue to lose my advantage, or rather, I never had any advantage to begin with." Zhuang Xun was also having a headache; this was the first time he had encountered such an opponent.

Because of her emotional agitation, An Yirou's voice became quite loud, causing almost everyone in the restaurant to look over. An Yirou was someone who cared a great deal about saving face, and her mood sank to absolute rock bottom. She buried her head in her arms on the table and wept softly.

As Madame Li spoke, the corner of her eye glanced toward Li Ronghua, as if signaling something to her, though the others failed to notice, assuming Madame Li was merely casting a casual glance around.

Zheng Changsha had never expected that Luo Yunxiao would agree to his request so readily without even a moment's hesitation. This left him feeling somewhat inexplicably lost, with a lingering sense of awkwardness in his heart.

"What's wrong?" An Yirou asked, seeing his tightly furrowed brows and solemn expression, a bad premonition rising in her heart.

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Encouraged by Chen Xuan's praise, An Yirou felt a bit carried away and naturally scooped even more enthusiastically.

After memorizing the cultivation method of the Heavenly Roc Wings, Chu Chen went to the stone platform used for comprehending divine arts, pondering earnestly and trying to understand the profound mysteries of the Heavenly Roc Wings with his soul.

Hearing the words of the powerful swordsman, those young people who had yet to figure out what was going on widened their eyes even further.

Old Madam Chu was dead, and the affairs of the Chu family had come to an end. Xu Yingying could finally heave a sigh of relief.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Heng stared blankly at his own hand. The once-powerful arm now had prominent veins, displaying an unnatural, emaciated paleness. He probably didn't have much time left; what he could no longer accomplish, Huo Shen could.

Upon arriving at A University, Li Xiao was left at the school gate to watch the vehicle, while Huo Chenyuan and Shen Yuan went to the experimental building.

"Actually, if you want to know if there's anything wrong with the food inside, you could just ask someone waiting in line outside to buy a portion from them," Xun Qing said, primarily feeling that breaking into this eerie Celestial Abode carried certain risks.

"It's nothing. I just thought perhaps you needed some stimulation to truly enter dreamland." The Nightmare extended its other empty hand, and illusory power spread from its palm, transforming into a long sword.

Just then, the phone in her bag rang. Rong Peishan answered it without even checking who was calling, remaining silent.

Originally, they had intended to wait and observe for a while, but now plans could not keep up with changes. If they continued to wait and watch, the treasures within Xiantian would slip away from them entirely.

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