Countless meteorites trailing black qi plummeted from the heavens, and monsters crawled out one after another from the impact craters.
This apocalyptic scene stunned the inhabitants of the Native Realm. However, palm-sized magical artifacts worn by those holding ranks or serving in key positions soon began to flash, continually issuing orders. The voice delivering these commands was none other than the Creation Immortal Venerable.
The inhabitants of the world beyond the heavens had seen many strange sights since birth that could never be found in the Native Realm, and their mental fortitude was quite—
Hearing Pingmei's words, Lady Bai and Lady Sun smiled faintly. At their side, the wet nurse walked over carrying a bundle of swaddling clothes, in which an infant was sound asleep.
Feng Twelve was caught in a dilemma. He truly was the weakest among the twelve; if the heir wished to challenge them, sparring with him first was the most appropriate choice.
After Liu Wanyin stammered for quite a while without managing to explain anything, Boss Lu seemed to have a pang of conscience and took the initiative to bail her out.
Who could have thought that someone would stumble upon its traces and dispatch a host of powerhouses, nearly killing it?
Having failed to get what he wanted, Rong Seven had no choice but to slink away in embarrassment. Rong Six watched his departing back and shook his head helplessly. Always trying to take advantage of others—how could that ever last?
Just a few months ago, he had inherited a ghost-taming technique from the sect leader of Mount Longhu, which allowed him to control eerie entities to acquire many incredible mystic arts—and the eerie fetus in Lin Qiuhan's womb happened to be the perfect choice of ghost.
Gunshots echoed above the athletic field. Immediately after, a bone-chilling cold seeped out from the shadows, causing all the Chosen Ones to shudder uncontrollably as they quickly broke into a run, sprinting forward with large strides.
Virtually everyone attending tonight's business cocktail party was an executive or head of a major enterprise. Liang Jinrou had basically met these people long ago, and many looked familiar; even without Lu Yanxun present, she could handle it all on her own.
Although the tune was entirely unfamiliar, it was played with considerable skill. Furthermore, the breath control was exceptionally steady, never wavering in the slightest from beginning to end.
Putting away the Ghost King's heart blood, everyone looked pleasantly surprised and hastily departed to start handling the matters concerning the urban legend dungeon.
Mo Youxun had not expected it either. He sighed and replied, "According to the news sent by Jing Yao, after Bei Mingxie ascended the throne, his methods for dealing with those veteran officials have been seasoned and ruthless."
Being misunderstood by family was bad enough, but how was he to deal with outsiders kicking him while he was down? Although the Jiang family had not broken off the engagement, his prospective father-in-law's insinuations made it clear he wanted to "help" him take charge of the Lin family—what help? He was merely seizing the opportunity to encroach on them. And the Li family and Huo family were eyeing them like tigers stalking prey as well.
Gazing from afar, their figures, framed by the drifting snowflakes behind them, resembled an effortless, natural painting of boundless beauty.
The three tripwires proved exceedingly useful; horse bandits tumbled down in droves, with twenty to thirty losing their lives to the ambush alone.
Tang Zinuo subconsciously murmured to himself. Xiu Qiqi nodded. As a sixth-grader, though she was a year behind Tang Zinuo, because of other ties she neither needed to call him senior apprentice brother nor show the deference of a junior to a senior.
Qu Ran's expression froze, and he said faintly, "I took a long leave of absence." More accurately, he had been put on leave.
The man's prominent Adam's apple bobbed up and down. He strode over, tilted up Qiao Chu's slightly blushing face, and pressed his fingers against her lips.
Living with such an aggressive and competitive disposition in the past had always been exhausting, so being aloof from worldly strife was not entirely a bad thing. Yet she was growing increasingly heedless now, indifferent toward everything and looking down on everyone; this temperament would lead to severe suffering in the future.
Sister Lingzi spoke crisply and decisively, taking a very firm stance and stating that if the demolition went ahead like this, her family would absolutely refuse to sign.
Lianyi simply endured it, only turning around to gaze upon that desolate, downcast figure from behind—and for just an instant, the liquid slipping down his chin.
"Kang Wei, look! I look so cool like this! I never thought turning into a cyclops would look like this, though it's still a bit different from what I imagined!" I hadn't expected Wu Di to react like this. I thought she would be terrified or wear an expression of disgust, yet she was actually full of wonder and excitement.
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