Don't upgrade yet. Keep an eye on Li Yue.

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He looked left and right, but beyond the fact that the scroll was a map, he discovered nothing else.
Kill him within thirty breaths and clean up the mess, otherwise, Qitian City might be blown to smithereens.
21. Zhang Chaoyi gives birth to twin boys; the younger brother is adopted by Xu Cheng. Xu Cheng takes Lady Feng as his wife. Fan Zhao accompanies Mei'er to Nanhai, Guangdong, to recognize her kin. In the fifth month of the seventeenth year of the Qianlong reign, Liu Yong is transferred to Jiangyin County to serve as the Education Commissioner of Jiangsu. Acting on a secret imperial decree from Qianlong, he sends Fan Zhao alone to Xianju Mountain to search for the head of Yongzheng.
However, he had only glanced at it briefly at the time and found that the scroll seemed to be nothing more than a map, with nothing else special about it. Moreover, he had no clues regarding that map back then, so he had set it aside without further observation.
At that time, Wu Xiong was also quite intoxicated, and as a result, he ended up saying those words to Zixuan.
When Manager Ji heard this, he nearly retched. Chen Yuze was so furious that he cursed Zhang Buxiang internally, calling him a beast.
It must be said that the Yong army’s campaign had gone too smoothly, and the scale of their expansion had become a bit too large.
Huo Ziyin watched silently as Qiling "recited his chunni lines," seemingly unaware of the principle that villains perish due to excessive talking.
"Could this, could this be the prescription for the Nine-Turn Foundation Establishment Pill?" Jiang Li asked in astonishment.
"Heh, no matter where you want to go, I won't let you leave. I’ll be right here watching you!" Gao Tianlong, acting like the master of the place, mocked Lin Ran.
Recently, two major events occurred in the Northern Wastelands. The first was that several major sects and noble families had been infiltrated one after another. The intruder’s movements were erratic, her aura perfectly concealed; aside from the disturbances caused by entering or exiting magical formations and triggering cultivation techniques, no one could track her movements at any other time.
Seeing her enter, Jiang Shu saw no reason to linger outside and followed her through the hall door.
That evening, when Chen A-fu told Dabao that he would be going to Dingzhou Prefecture to attend Chu Han'en’s birthday, and that Dabao could not accompany him because his leg had not yet healed, Dabao burst into loud, wailing tears.

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The vast disparity in their backgrounds would lead to many unintended, or even malicious, situations that he disliked when facing various types of people: those with special abilities, high-ranking officials, friends, or complete strangers.
Lei Zhen was transferred to the unit where the "Iron Triangle" resided to serve as a divisional commander, a position that made many green with envy.
In the middle of dinner, a servant suddenly whispered something to the Third Lady Chu. Upon hearing it, she burst into loud laughter, laughing until tears streamed down her face.
"It’s fine. Since we have a lead, we can continue the investigation." Zhou Hongjin was not afraid of who this person was; what he feared most was having no leads at all.
If Yiyi apologized, wouldn't that mean the entire Murong Manor was apologizing to the Dugu Fortress?
After dinner, Chu Lingxuan sat cross-legged on the kang, staring blankly out the window. His thin lips were pressed into a line, his sword-like brows furrowed, and his fists were clenched tightly on his lap, looking like a handsome, cold statue.
I followed her through the powerful gale to the cabin door of the helicopter. A soldier inside jumped down and saluted us, and Zheng Xiumin returned the salute.
Fortunately, they did not understand. No matter how powerful the blast, insufficient mass was the reason why Shen Shi not only remained uninjured but also achieved better physical coordination.
Even if Liao Tianyou and Yu Lianyu were geniuses, people had never reacted with such awe mixed with absolute trust. Because, no matter how great their natural talent, they were still just saplings that had not yet matured; this banquet was not truly their stage.
Ye Tian felt his face burning, as the black orb of light was shining directly upon him.
Lin Ai had always felt this kind of plot was cliché, but when she truly witnessed and felt such a situation, she could genuinely perceive that sorrow and suffocation.
The initial impressions of Han Dong—as a "good student," "somewhat delicate," and an "ordinary classmate"—were completely shattered, replaced by a vague and mysterious aura.
"No... that’s not right." Sophia shook her head. "Those androids are no different from the machine lifeforms; the machine lifeforms have been infected by the machine lifeform virus..." Having said this, Sophia frowned and looked at the stunned Lin Ai and Gu Hua.

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Ye Tian speculated that this might have been a sect in the past, though it was unclear why it had been abandoned.
By then, the tables and chairs invented by Ye Zhong had spread to the Huzhou region, and some families had already begun using them, no longer sitting on the ground.
Ye Tian did not speak; instead, he tapped his forehead with a finger, and the Demon-Slaying Sword flew out, which he then grasped in his hand.
This was a qualitative difference, a qualitative change. One could even say that the spiritual energy around Shen Shi was no longer on the same level as theirs.
I paused for a moment, wiped my arm with my sleeve, and then hurriedly followed the footsteps of my superior, Han.
Bai Lin looked up and saw that the object had finally exploded in the sky with a pop, blossoming into a beautiful flower.
In the forest surrounding the highway, inside a crater left by a four-or-five-way fissure, Li Ling lay unconscious, her body covered in wounds caused by magnetic electricity.
"I'll eat, I'll eat the big pieces. Don't worry, I'll eat until I drop." Accompanying my words was Xiao Yan’s action of tidying up. I couldn't help but feel he was like a tapeworm in my gut, knowing me inside and out. But upon further reflection, I realized he wasn't, because he didn't belong to me. Haha, humble as I am.
A few weeks flashed by, and I had made no progress. Sometimes I considered confessing to his face, but then I thought of Xiao Yan’s "verbal attacks," and the fact that I wasn't the type to believe in love at first sight. After all, I didn't have that kind of luck, though my mother said it was because no one would set their sights on a pig.
Hey! What the hell? Originally, I just wanted you to treat this as a game for the elderly to prevent dementia. How do you have the feeling of reliving the "beautiful sunset years" again?
After Xiao Yue successfully relaxed, she flashed a devilish smile at me. Er, but her next words made me think she might be a magpie—a messenger of good news.