39 It is a pity that he cannot be killed.

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“We can only admit guests with invitations from the registration list in our system.” The staff member wore an apologetic expression.

It looked to be about the same size as the two villas Chen Yuan had bought for the families of Chen Dazhi and Shen Xinhuai in Binhai City.

Many people instinctively covered their ears with their hands. Su Yue’e then covered her face and crouched down in agony. A moment later, her body tilted, and she collapsed sideways onto the ground.

According to Wang Xu’s report to Chen Yuan, companion robots currently enjoyed profit margins of more than one hundred percent domestically.

Song Xuyu clenched his fist and swung it viciously past Song Qing’an’s ear, striking the white wall.

“All right~” Chen Yuan replied before scraping the spot he had just indicated twice with the tip of his foot.

She took a step forward, but Xia Li deliberately moved in front of her. Those clean white sneakers quietly slipped in front of Xia Jinkui’s black canvas shoes.

She was wearing a white dress that day. Her hair had been deliberately tousled, her face was pale, and even her lips were colorless.

“No one is to speak of what happened today. Anyone who does will be shown no mercy!” In truth, Hua Shangling’s final warning had been unnecessary. How could Deblaze possibly allow anyone to spread word of his having been slapped?

“This really is a wonderful place. It wouldn’t be bad to live here in seclusion someday!” Tang Hao patted the soft grass and said half-jokingly.

The elder continued, “When we arrived earlier, we did everything we could to treat the injuries, and Elder Tianming’s condition has now stabilized. However, several disciples below were caught in the aftermath and lost their lives to the poison. Later, we searched the entire Mount Shu Sect, but we still couldn’t find that mysterious man surrounded by black mist.”

There were many powerful figures present, including experts at the Body Integration Realm and even those in the early stages of Tribulation Transcendence. The aftershocks of a direct clash between dozens of people would have been enough to flatten Yanjing City within the range of the formation.

After unleashing the Heavenly Awakening Saber Technique, Jiang Hai hurriedly used Yue to shield his head while raising his left hand to protect his heart.

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He was the bespectacled young man who had cheered for Ocean University at the Tsinghua University gymnasium. He was also the student who had helped Huang Xiang complete his registration when Huang Xiang first arrived at the school. Huang Xiang had always liked him rather well.

Would Evil Wind’s scheme of killing two birds with one stone succeed this time, just as he had envisioned?

The man with sword-shaped brows suddenly closed his eyes. Countless stars appeared in his mind, eventually gathering into a sphere of light. In the blink of an eye, the sphere transformed into a magnificent giant gate.

“Roar…”

Accompanied by a faint dragon’s roar, the two pursuing energy tyrannosaurs spat streams of energy at the sharp fangs.

The other party’s cultivation was absolutely no weaker than the mid-stage Heart Stirring Realm. With that indestructible soft sword and his unfathomably profound techniques, Chen Han was no match for him at all. After all, Chen Han did not even possess a decent weapon, and the techniques he had learned in his former sect fell far short of those used by an assassin.

Yin Zhiping let out a furious roar. The folding fan in his hand vanished, replaced by a long silver sword.

When the second day arrived, all the formalities remained the same as the day before, except that the welcome ceremony had become a farewell. Clearly, none of the servants had expected these guests to leave in such a hurry, yet their faces remained as expressionless as ever. Manor Lord Ping and Ping Ruoyu stood at the front of the procession, repeatedly exchanging polite remarks.

Zhu Qianjun spoke and beckoned to Hu Tian. Yet what seemed like an offhand remark caused everyone present to tremble, their faces filled with stunned disbelief.

Emma, the Wind Apostle, raised the bow in her hand and leaned back into her stance. An arrow glowing green shot into one of the skeletons and brought back the information we needed.

Wang Chong said in a low voice, “The moment Beichen shook his head, his hopes were shattered. And with the destruction of hope, endless murderous intent began to grow in Wang Chong’s heart.”

Sikong Changlie had been thoroughly humiliated. His face flushed crimson before turning deathly pale. He stared at her for a long while, but in the end, he could not bring himself to say any of the countless words in his heart. His hatred lingered stubbornly, yet all he could do was fling his sleeve and leave.

Streaks of moonlight descended from the heavens. At that moment, the Ink Wolf King resembled a beast god as he roared at the old demon. Under his frenzied assault, the old demon retreated again and again, his body covered in blood.

After today’s battle, the Mistcloud Valley was in grave danger. Han Lang had yet to emerge from seclusion, and He Zhen was nowhere to be found. Wang Kui had already perished. He had been poisoned by the deadly black mamba venom, and with the poison attacking his heart, even the heavens could not save him.

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“Jiang Qingqing?” Yi Shi’s filthy face changed slightly when he heard my words.

As for why he had come to Kyoto to study… it was only because his grandfather had forced him to pursue further education. As for Young Master Wei’s fiancée, Guo Yiting, he had already taken advantage of her completely after the decline of the Guo family. She had long since become Zhuang Jiewei’s plaything beneath him, while Shabi had become Zhuang Jiewei’s lackey thanks to the power of the Zhuang family.

Along the entire journey, Big Ox used his inner force to support the soles of his feet as he followed Yang Zaixing. At first, Yang Zaixing paid no attention, but after the two had walked for an hour, Big Ox’s pace had clearly slowed.

“Then, may I be invited to this year’s Mountain Flower Festival?” Li Wuxin smiled as though the question meant little to her. Yet beneath her sleeve, her hand unconsciously clenched into a fist, revealing a trace of genuine concern.

The nine men received the order and quickly arranged themselves into formation. Four of them formed a square on the ground, and the bronze mirrors shone in succession. Four others stood atop it, angling the bronze mirrors toward one another and sealing off the route above. After being imbued with inner force, the bronze mirrors actually emitted yellow light. When the light struck them, it replenished a small amount of their inner force.

Just then, the pair of brothers exchanged a glance. Each produced a saber in his hand and struck down with ferocious force.

Zikui lowered her head in heartache. She would rather turn into a gentle breeze and drift away than witness the moment these lovers finally resolved the knot in their hearts.

Thus, although Wen Han was not particularly willing to go along with this arrangement, after much deliberation, his old friend Wang the Whiskered persuaded him. He hurried over and met Yu Youjia under the pretext of treating him to a meal.

“I’m no longer the dean, and the Academy of Instruction was destroyed long ago.” Lilith shrugged and sat down in the chair before Greyvas without the slightest hesitation, as though she were already at home.

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