23 Leave Your Life in Li City

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The sword light flickered mercilessly, plunging toward the chest, only for a barrier to suddenly materialize and halt its advance.
A melodious chime rang out, and the phone screen lit up again; Long San grabbed the device with a sigh of resignation.
Endless streams of ice skeletons emerged, firing icy daggers like a torrential downpour into the surrounding mist.
"This is for you; even if you don't like it, you're wearing it." Xie Shaoqing helped her put it on, and Lu Di leaned against his lap, filling the air with a warm atmosphere.
Naturally, under normal circumstances, immortal cultivation sects do not interfere with imperial affairs.
Zhang Jinsong coughed and said, "A yellow throat? That's the main artery, scientifically known as the aortic arch. It's definitely not the throat. Anyone who butchers pigs should know that; it has no fat at all, it's crunchy, and it's full of vitamins and amino acids."
Song Ming hovered outside the atmosphere of Venus for several minutes, observing the planet as he circled it.
During the afternoon club period, Uchiha Ling, serving as vice-president, looked at Amakusa Shino with great seriousness.
Yun Ziqin grabbed Su Mengyao, who was excitedly trying to run forward. It was already unwise enough to have come down from the spectator stands; running toward the finish line would only invite disaster.
The director gave 369 a close-up; 369 couldn't hold it together. He wanted to laugh but couldn't. With Knight dead, he didn't have to die and could continue slacking off in the top lane.
The sales associate who had left returned shortly after, pulling a rack hung with several evening gowns.
Before the apocalypse, did any decent person have the habit of hoarding supplies? Supermarkets were downstairs, wet markets were nearby, and if one was too lazy to go out, they could just call a delivery service; there was never a shortage of vegetables.
They had initially hoped to wait for the opponents to come over for a team fight, but the other side seemed to have no such intention and gave up.
Yet, less than a minute after he left his comment, his phone notifications went "ding-ding-ding" incessantly, and his private messages were instantly swamped by netizens from all over the country.

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Therefore, faced with the Golden Ancient Blade, the Black Dragon had actually been in an invincible position from the very beginning.
One must kowtow nine times and dig a large pit in front to inter the remains before one can take the blade and leave.
"From now on, you will need to manage these things yourselves. At the same time, all the people in these shops belong to you. Their employment contracts have been handed over to you. You must treat them well," Shen Chenxiang said, looking at the group.
Could it be that they really had to fight the Morgan family to the death, only to potentially face defeat in the end? Once it truly reached that point, there might not even be a chance for regret.
Over the past five years, although Wen Xin had not studied artifact refining due to cultivation, she had become intimately familiar with the basic processes and related knowledge of the craft.
If a man looks at you with deep, soulful eyes and tells you he loves you for ten thousand years, for all eternity—never believe it. It is the most unreliable lie on earth. First of all, can he live for ten thousand years? Secondly, how far is "eternity"? Perhaps even he himself doesn't know.
"No. Previously, this was a barren mountain without a single tree," he said with certainty. So, these manifested plum blossoms were also a matter of the last forty-six years?
"Are you... Shuiyue Yunshan? Do you want to fight me?" Qing Shui's expression was uncertain. He did not know Shuiyue Yunshan, only that he had heard he often wore such a strange garment.
"Parasitic Great Insect: Insect Bore." Shino's words made Kankuro notice a bug several times larger than the others inside the puppet. It turned out this was what had burst the Crow apart.
"It is strange that you can summon spirits from the World of the Dead, and that they actually obey you!" Li Jiang looked at Mo Xueyan in confusion, his right hand gently striking forward.
Tears welled in Feng Meng'er's eyes amidst the flames, vanishing as they were consumed. Lu Qiuyan said, "This is not the result I wanted. Why must you force me like this?"
As long as they could forcefully defeat the Xiao family at the Martial Arts Assembly, could they not perhaps gain official support?
In an instant, a light screen made of spirit swords formed, protecting not only himself but also Zhen Hao and Qian Duoduo.
The class bell rang. An Yao wanted to return to his seat, but An Yixuan kept pulling his hair and would not let go.

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It was not until a long chain of blood-qi swirled in front, shattering all the sword energy, that Luo Xiaojie was saved from looking too disheveled.
"I... Second Brother, listen to me, I explain! I knew absolutely nothing about it; the Old Master cooked it all up just to set me up."
Zhou Shang chewed and swallowed the last of the food in his bowl, wiped his mouth elegantly, and answered thus.
They had always assumed that their master had subdued the Empress, turning her into an inside agent in the palace to help him achieve his grand ambitions.
Wang Ziteng was currently in Xuanhua and had intended to spend the New Year there, but upon receiving the imperial decree, he did not dare to delay and immediately led his men toward Liaodong.
"Let me explain!" Li Yujing pulled up a chair and sat down, gesturing for his younger brother and sister to sit as well.
A blush appeared on An Yimo's cheeks, visible to the naked eye, which looked remarkably incongruous with his icy cold face.
Although he did not know why this palace of the Scarlet Church had appeared here—perhaps due to the bronze mirror being disturbed and causing an accidental teleportation.
The two clashed in the blink of an eye. Both were at the Yuqing Realm, but Yin Hexing was half a step inferior to Yin Zhixi. Wu Qian unleashed the full power of his Stone Armor Technique, and before long, he gained the upper hand, beating Yin Hexing until he could only parry, with no power to counterattack.
As for Fan Yang, his blade strikes came one after another, never stopping, each blow aimed relentlessly at Lu Fan's vital points.