Chapter 116: Ma Yulian Defects? Chen Dazhu Catches Her and Confronts Her!

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Even though he had a thousand things to say, Xiao Qing kept everything to himself. Besides, he knew no word he spoke would have any effect. In the end, he only said, “Take care,” climbed into the cart, and vanished in a rush of dust, leaving behind a peerless figure for whom two hard stamps might well make the whole continent tremble.

The three of them had their heads buried in their bowls. Their eyes rose over the rims for a glance, and seeing Wu Zheng brimming with bravado, those three young men rose in spirit as well.

Though Uncle Ji later faced down with his own hands the corpse-being that killed Aunt Xiaoli, he carried this in his heart with regret. He regretted not arriving at the wedding in time, regretted not protecting Aunt Xiaoli as he should have.

The old lady said her grandson was quite sick and did not know whether he could make a house call. I thought for a moment and said that if he had the time, he probably could. She looked pleased to hear it. Leaning on her cane, trembling all over, she muttered something and walked away.

The call lasted only a few dozen seconds. Apart from the first brief ten or eight seconds, the rest was entirely inaudible, because Rin’s mind had gone completely blank.

“Hey. Since when did you start caring about your image?” Xu Huanan’s brows, sharp as swords, twitched slightly as he laughed.

He spoke quietly about Chen Yefeng. His gaze had shifted from the faintest edge of anger to only calm and release.

The foremost impression that cheap master gave me was his habit of burning three large charcoal braziers indoors, making the whole room warm and cozy.

Do you know, Qinlan. That day, to drive you away, I was even willing to meet you blade to blade, but when it struck you, the pain in your body was not as painful as the hurt in my heart. There were several times I almost stopped and wanted to tell you I was sorry. I wanted to do it, but reason told me I could not. To protect you, I had to send you away.

“Easy on it—I’m afraid it hurts.” Xiaomei pulled off my torn trousers and dressed the wound. The hydrogen peroxide was ice-cold and numbing; the cut burned, and I winced with my teeth clenched.
“What did you say? I can’t hear you.” Vivian herself appeared. The one thing she most wanted to hear was Victor’s apology.

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After the shadow clone in charge of buying breakfast returned, Nairen Langui sent him back again to practice the Rasengan.

At those words, Number Three suddenly froze. His expression changed at once into something complicated—not because compassion had softened him so he could not kill.

“Finish first...” Guan Tianxiang panted, heart racing, unable to gather his scattered thoughts for a moment.

The Great Serpent had already taken aim at the Snake of the Grass before it could act, making sure neither it nor its shadow touched him. That was careful enough.

“What about Mr. Fan?” Even though Guan Tianxiang knew Toby, near the lower level, could not see Fan Guofu still above in the dense fog, he blurted it out all the same.

In truth, Li Fuguo had fired not once but three times in a row, and each shot carried one unit of vital force.

The Dark God knew that Black Raven and Jingjing were closely connected. He would never let Jingjing be by herself there.

Along with the piercing alarm there came a chain of strange syllables; those were the language of Fibbon, the star tongue. Even without Inde Pandora explaining, Chen Shi could have guessed their meaning.

In those days, the exalted elders of the Divine Phoenix Clan to which Jiang Yao belonged had gone to other realms to assault the realm of the Time-Space God King, giving the great Zhu Yan and Fei Ling clans a chance to attack the Divine Phoenix Clan.

Their knowledge was incredibly vast. As You explained, Yecheng absorbed it like a sponge, taking in every piece of knowledge without end. You kept pouring all kinds of contingency responses into him, filling him with all manner of learning.

At that moment, the image reflected back along the blade of the Golden Dragon Sword showed Medusa, trident in hand, hurling herself rapidly at Xiaofan.

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Faced with the extraordinary power of the many demon-lords of the Other-Dimensional Demon World, Rinmu, arrogant enough to look down on all under heaven, only gave them a contemptuous glance. He drew on the already slowly turning force of the Zhouliu Six-Void Great Array, forming a solid defensive aura at the Earth’s corner. With that protection, the protected Earth-corner dashed forward without hesitation, charging as if to drive straight into the depths of the demon dragon.

In less than five minutes he had checked all incident reports at Longshan County Public Security Bureau from midnight until now, but unfortunately, on this end of the line, Su Xing had heard none of the clues he wanted.

Because this requires equal strength between both sides, plus exceptional confidence, and a measure of luck—one must say these Yedi all possessed those qualities.

Xia Miaoran knew what Xu Bansheng was going to do, so she explained her family’s situation. She simplified it as much as possible and did not make Xu Bansheng sound too otherworldly. She only emphasized that in the past two years the Xia family had met with many misfortunes, and that once Xu Bansheng arrived he resolved them, making it clear that the ancestral grave was the source of the trouble.

At Chi Hua’s shout, Anan burst forth from a stout dead tree, his whole body burning with fire. Everywhere he moved, the surrounding grass and vegetation flared up in roaring flames.

That so-called Kunzi Gate, Liangchen did not know well, but he guessed it was similar to Yudu’s Three Elders and Eight Channels. Yet because it is near the Murong household, this is the core territory of the Northern Feng Shui Alliance. Those who come from here should be stronger than those from Yudu, for talents of all sorts gather there.

After humanity passed through four world-ending calamities—the unknown virus, the global nuclear war, the lawless bloodletting of the early end-times, and the wave of mutating beasts—the human population left alive on earth was only a little over three hundred million. Seventy billion people died in that apocalyptic ruin.

And today Li Lin’s luck was quite good, because once more he had met that rare nightmare-level assignment. At the moment it appeared, Li Lin even trembled with excitement.

By then, however, more than half of the thirteen special iron arrows had been lost, leaving only six. Even so, it was enough. Lin Ping was no Xiang Yu who could pull up mountains. In such a short time he could draw the string at most five times, but in the matter of marksmanship, Xiang Yu could not compare with him.