Volume 1, Chapter 36: She Would Not Take My Life

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The current Chinese defensive forces are in chaos during their retreat. The leadership is trying hard to restore order, but with little success. Many units are scrambling to retreat ahead of others.

This was a genuine piece of flattery, imbued with a pure, naive silliness. She did not know how to fawn over people, so her compliments came out both awkward and endearing.

Even from here, one could hear the roars from fifty thousand meters away, sounding like the excited shrieks of thousands of vengeful ghosts.

The massive rock dragon was seen leaping and bounding, crashing through the ground, and roaring in fury.

Li Zhongxian slowly stepped down from the carriage. He first raised his head to look at the towering and majestic Pingman Pass.

He had believed he could hold on until the arrival of Liu Shan’s envoy, but the moment he caught sight of the former emperor, the last breath of strength in his heart vanished instantly. He knew that the final moment of his life was but a heartbeat away.

"It seems this is just how the War Realm is set up; everyone should have received this information when contracting their spirits. I had the Five-Element Deer return, which is why you can only see it on my spirit interface; otherwise, I would have summoned it for you to see right now," said Mu Xianqing.

Although Li Gu was only at level forty, when he gave his all, he could unleash terrifying combat power that transcended an entire realm.

After muddling through, Ellen was ultimately indoctrinated with a set of values claiming that "a clone's life is still a life" and "we clones deserve to have our own lives."

Zhang Chu specifically chose this restaurant because it offered a clear view of the gathering spot from a distance, roughly seven hundred meters away.

But Haotian did not act; he seemed to have other plans, allowing these Mist Ninjas to reach the battlefield and join the main body of the Hidden Mist forces.

Feihu shook his head, forcing a smile as he said, "It's nothing, this is no big deal. These people are lunatics just spouting nonsense; I didn't pay them any mind. It's getting late, we should head back!" Zhang Jia nodded, waved a hand, and, escorted by bodyguards, headed downstairs.

Reflecting on the matter now, she finally realized a truth: how could it be such a coincidence that the car flipped the moment it reached the elevated highway? Someone must have tampered with it beforehand! A flash of ruthlessness crossed her eyes.

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If there were truly something between her and Ye Jingxuan, surely an imperial decree for their marriage would have been issued by now—why was the palace so calm and tranquil? But he had administered such a potent drug that day; could Su Qingwan really be safe?

High-ranking U.S. defense officials were awakened one by one at this moment. Following this, a senior executive—a high-level official among the high-ranking officials—directly contacted the White House Emergency Services, leading an executive at the White House emergency department to issue an order: all personnel must report to the conference room within 20 minutes.

What to do? There was no choice but to charge down. If they waited too long, those sleeping in the room would all wake up, and it would be too late to run. As soon as this thought occurred to Feihu, he sprang up from the carriage like an arrow, shooting toward the door.

Under normal circumstances, there might not be such a commotion. But now it was the peak travel season—tourists, commuters, people heading home, and countless others. Security work was naturally of the utmost importance.

"Tell me. As long as it is within my power, I will certainly do my best." Tang Xueying’s face still carried a gentle smile.

Don't think she couldn't hear the mockery and indulgence in his tone—did he take her for a pet he was raising?

He subconsciously took a step back, only to find that the scene before him was switching constantly, like fragments of a television show.

Wang Wei smiled slightly. "Tang Song, sit down and talk; I have many things to ask you." As he spoke, Wang Wei gestured toward a sofa nearby.

"The things that Sanzang, Bajie, Wujing, and I brought back from the journey to the West?" Sun Wukong’s eyes widened.

With a mere flick of a finger, a gorgeous and powerful mage's robe manifested on its body, accompanied by a crown of bones, an undead amulet, and a full set of magical equipment.

After hanging up the phone, Shui Yuncong touched his cheek; the blood had already congealed, yet a terrifying aura still radiated from his eyes.

Just a moment ago, the space of the entire Seventh Ring venue had been abruptly locked down, and all short-range teleportation spells had been forbidden. And, of course, only a few people within the Mage Guild could accomplish such a feat.

Re-enveloped in black crystals, the previously somewhat dim-witted Wraith immediately regained its cold, sharp edge, leaping toward Misty Peak by utilizing the shadows everywhere.

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The people of the Shaolin Sect were no strangers to such matters. Although it was said that Leng Shamo had defected from the Shaolin Sect, he was, in the end, an outstanding figure of the sect. Thus, when the Shaolin monks learned that Leng Shamo’s forces had been largely annihilated by Wang Wei, their hearts were filled with mixed emotions.

The music was melodious, drifting and scattering into the air, soft and gentle, giving one a feeling of immense comfort and refreshment.

Wang Wei did not stand on ceremony and directly chose a Rolls-Royce Phantom. Tie Kui took charge of driving, while Wang Wei and Zhuge Daihen sat in the back.

"Lin Ran..." Xue Jiayun’s voice was sinister, even gnashing her teeth in extreme anger. Damn him, was he laughing at her?

If Meng Xingyuan were to say "I was just teasing you" when the time came, causing his massive investment to go down the drain, he might not go so far as to hang him up for a beating, but he would certainly teach Meng Xingyuan a lesson.

Yang Ding no longer had to worry about where to eat; Mulan had given him a Berson Hotel gold card with 600,000 in it. This money could not be withdrawn as cash, but it could be used at the Berson Hotel to pay for 600,000 worth of dishes, tobacco, and alcohol.

"Then I don't want to stay in the hospital." Wawa sat up. Her brother would be angry; every time he got angry, she felt very guilty because he would never vent his temper on her or take it out on others; he would just sulk to himself, and then she wouldn't be able to go out for several days. She was terrified of seeing her brother like that.

As for Yu Wanting... her affair with him was known to all of Scotland at the time, so there was nothing to hide.

The matter of the solar eclipse had been predicted by the Imperial Board of Astronomy several days earlier. Yongqi had received the news first, which gave him an excellent opportunity.

Even though the laws of heaven and earth in the Central Continent were clearer and more distinct than in other major continents, a Spirit Master was still no cheap commodity.