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It turned out that she had always been clear-sighted in her heart, but simply lacked a sense of security. Or perhaps, this place simply frightened her too much.

She was about to return to bed when a knock sounded at the door, causing her a jolt of hope—could it be Zhao Luo returning? No, impossible. Then, was it Yang Hua or Wei Liao?

“Father, you dote on Luan’er more than any of us—are you truly willing to watch her endure all this suffering?” Qi Yin’s eyes twitched at the corners; he endured it to the point his teeth nearly shattered from clenching.

In that moment, the entire Primeval World boiled over; today, they once again witnessed the rise of a Hunyuan Da Luo Golden Immortal, and the land was thrown into a storm.

Lady Wu was perplexed after hearing the report. She didn't understand why the Emperor had been so busy lately—he hadn’t visited the Fourth Prince in days, which was most unusual.

“In this world, all things depend on fate, and she and I are fated to meet,” Mo Qin said with a gentle smile.

Listening to Shen Xiu’s words, Mei Feng’s lips curled into a cold sneer as she took a step back.

Having climbed so unbelievably to the second spot, wasn’t it only natural to pull down the one ahead?

Despite feeling Hou Feihong’s mounting pressure, Xue Qingzhao remained unshaken. He watched Hou Feihong warily; this man, who just moments ago had been chatting amiably with them, was now demonstrating hostility with his aura—his depth of cunning was unmistakable.

As for Xie Liangyu, she demanded he mobilize grain from several provinces, all to be sent to Rongzhou, and—most importantly—that the iron mine in Jizhou be put into operation.

“It’s true. Every time the captain’s wife sees us soldiers, it’s as if she’s looking at something unpleasant—it’s gotten to the point where I don’t even want to greet her anymore,” Feng Jixun glanced at him sidelong, but seeing so many soldiers around, said nothing more.

By the time he finally separated the laundry, sweat beaded his forehead, and he kept having to wipe it away with his hand.

He knew exactly what he had done, and he knew as well that everything could be summed up in one phrase: “If you want to condemn someone, there will always be a charge.”

As Ming’er spoke, she used her magic; the alchemy cauldron glowed blue and floated in midair, then landed in Leng Ran’s arms. The moment her hands touched the cauldron, scattered fragments of memory surged into her mind, so many that Leng Ran could hardly process them all.

Murong Xuan and Duan Tuyan talked about many things—mostly idle chatter, but even small talk had its benefits, at least Duan Tuyan was not as frightened as he was at first.

Luo Zhiheng felt that he and Lu Mingchuan had reached the point of slamming the table at the slightest disagreement. Two people in such poor states of mind truly shouldn’t be plotting together—nine out of ten times, their opinions clashed.

The three armies of the Murong clan advanced deep into Zhongshan, a vital stronghold. After the Yan army entered Zhongshan, they continued following the previously established rules: except for relocating the local gentry and wealthy families, not a hair on the common citizens was touched.

He had hidden in the shadows at the time and saw with his own eyes Feng Xuanling, dressed in red, leap down with the swarm of black venomous spiders. There could be no mistake.

Denial aside, Duanmu Anrui still recognized this golden hairpin. He had told Qing Rang to keep it safe, and knowing Qing Rang’s character, she would never let it leave her person.

Hearing the busy signal on the phone, Yang Ke shook his head. He hadn’t suspected that Emma might have hung up on purpose—he simply thought it was time for her to start filming.

The Divine Enchanter opened his mouth, but seeing Tianyangzi’s decisive and arrogant expression, he finally said nothing and allowed Tianyangzi to tear open the void.

“She can only watch the news or things like that, so it won’t affect her mood as much,” Xu Yi replied, clearly unwilling to elaborate, keeping his words concise.

“Yes, young madam,” Mei’s usually low voice now imitated a cat’s meow, sounding much like an old housecat.

Nangong Ming’s voice rose sharply; he had clearly seen them chatting for a long while, and they hadn’t once paused.

Sometimes, when actions diverge, there are many considerations to be weighed at such moments—how much truly needs to be thought through?

Lucas started in place of Mascherano, his task to mark West Ham’s midfield engine, Mark Noble.

Stepping once more into the Xi family home, Xi Xichen felt a tangle of emotion—four years ago, it was here that her parents and Leng Rui forced her to “kill” Nangong Ming with her own hands, staining her palms with blood.

At the dawn of creation, three thousand chaotic demon gods blocked the way, and Pangu struck down over a hundred of them with a single swing of his axe; even Yangmei was wounded by the blade’s radiance.

After escorting Wang Zhi and his companions to their room, Nancun Yishu departed—not because of any grudge, but because, as the host, he had been exceptionally busy these past two days, personally receiving many wealthy and influential guests.

Losses are inevitable in war. Of the three armies of active celestial soldiers, ninety percent were recruited from the innate realm disciples of the Fuxi Heaven and the Ming Cult, while the remaining ten percent came from the reserve celestial soldiers.

A stone struck Chen Luo’s right shoulder, sending a wave of excruciating pain through him. His vision went black, a metallic sweetness filled his throat, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the ground.

“Death is not the end, but a new beginning.” As he watched the bodies of the refugees turn to ash in the blazing fire, Stevo was suddenly struck by a profound realization—he finally understood the meaning of those words. “Many years from now, the plants here will surely flourish,” he said to Li Zhi.

Fang Zheng spat blood once more, the blow leaving his organs feeling as if they’d been shattered—the agony radiated through his entire body.