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The rhetoric employed by Zhao Dan, combined with the expressions on his parents' faces, easily led the audience to conclude that his sudden change of heart must have been orchestrated by the adults, and that these words were undoubtedly taught to him by them.

"Is this the blood-sucking impulse of a vampire? It looks so ordinary," Asagi muttered in a strange tone after watching the whole thing, though it was unclear whether she was disappointed or feeling something else entirely.

The meaning behind the eldest brother's words was clear: Mother Zhang’s enthusiasm was simply a passion for playing matchmaker.

If that were not the case, why would Gu Meng and Guan Chenji have rushed back to G City from B City, and why would Gu Meng’s expression have been so cold and grim?

"Please, just kill me." He Li offered no defense; he simply begged incessantly, his body racked with an unbearable, agonizing pain.

The man addressed as "General" continued to emit intermittent screams. The soldiers looked at one another, at a loss for what to do. They wanted to rescue him, but their leader was still under the enemy's control.

"Rest assured, I have no relationship with this perverted beast. I only came along to see his culinary skills for myself." The knight commander’s earnest tone was indeed convincing, causing Claire’s fingers to loosen slightly.

He looked up at Song Yiyi, who was crying like a fountain before him, looking as fragile as if she were made of water.

Rong Tang said nothing. This was certainly not normal, but if he were to suggest that this was a diversionary tactic used by the Longevity Sect, he couldn't very well say so. In such a public setting, how could the Longevity Sect possibly be pulling a trick?

"Having aircraft is certainly convenient, and their combat power is quite formidable. I wonder when Dragon Imperial City will be able to get a few," Lu Xuan mused. His actual concern was that those armed helicopters were the bane of tanks. If the Northern Base were to truly deploy its air power, he didn't know if a single flight probe would be enough to handle it.

Zhao Tianming said to Ye Qiushuang that, after a series of events, he no longer wished to remain in this place of strife.

The effect was clearly quite good; several hundred mines were cleared by thousands of zombies. Only then did the aircraft ascend again and begin to hover over the heads of the zombies.

After a quarter of an hour, the square in front of the main hall had been cleared, and tables and chairs were set up around it. Only those with illustrious reputations in the martial arts world could take a seat. An Yu and Fang Youying naturally had no place, but they took the opportunity to hide far away to avoid being seen by Princess Fang Youyi.

"Let’s go, then." Eike checked Ellie’s physical state, nodded, and turned to lead the way up the stairs.

Sherry moved the mouse over, double-clicked, and then tapped her fingers on the keyboard twice.

One of the super soldiers, feeling bored, spotted a truck emblazoned with "Vegetable Basket Project."

It was just that after growing up and going their separate ways, contact had lessened. No matter how close the relationship had been, a certain distance was inevitable, yet the friendship remained. After exchanging a few words, it felt as though they had returned to the past.

At the equipment locker, Lu Xuan checked the price of 120mm mortar shells. At a ridiculous 50 crystals per standard shell, and with special shells costing exponentially more, Lu Xuan didn't even bother looking further. He directly exchanged for two shells and had someone carry them back to the processing plant.

Upon hearing that the sweet potato yield had reached ten shi, Chu Quan took the ten mu of sweet potatoes even more seriously than Chu He. He even built a wooden hut nearby, eating and sleeping there, which earned Chu He quite a scolding from his mother, Zhao Muqiu.

Seeing the light just ahead, Lan Mei frowned slightly and carefully examined her surroundings, as if trying to discern the designer's intent.

Looking around, there were figures hanging, lying down, or leaning against the walls. They were motionless and breathless. Their faces were pale, their limbs stiff, and a cold wind emanated from them as one drew near.

After a moment of thought, he gritted his teeth, reached into his chest once more, and a humanoid object flew out.

After saying this, Zhou Shiyi pushed Qiao Anqin away with force, then turned to Chen Ou, who stood behind him with a look of surprise.

The reason given by Old Man Tang was actually that it could "ward off evil." Once those three words were uttered, even someone as serious as Li Haiyang couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Do you want me to answer the phone right now?" Gu Beichen asked in a low voice, his face ashen. This simple question felt like coldness seeping from his lips into his very bones.

Although Yin Hao and his group had successfully defeated the troublesome Ling Lie, the other three remained at near full capacity. Looking at his own side, which had suffered heavy losses, he realized he could no longer count himself as a combatant in this level of engagement. That left only the two generals, Gray and Zhuo Xinyue, capable of fighting. With a 3-on-2 disadvantage, Yin Hao’s side was once again plunged into a crisis.

In addition to band practice, she had to balance Gu'er’s drama rehearsals and group exercise classes. To say nothing else, just the hair and makeup changes alone had to be done three times.

Meteor Shower saw the appearance of these two star sectors. They looked complex, but she did not continue filming. Instead, she sighed and dispersed the surrounding stars.

That left only one explanation: the spiritual power within Tian Yunzi’s body had been infused by Daoist Shui.

Would the world of Tianyuan still be facing defeat after defeat against the Pseudo-Immortal Realm decades from now, just as it was today?

Xiao Fan lifted the sword in his hand, and a flash of sword energy instantly pierced the body of the first clone of "Thirty." Endless sword energy roared, shredding everything in its path.

Even with all the reluctance in her heart, she knew she truly could not help, and staying behind would only make her a burden to Lin Chengfei.

Even those who had become masters at the cosmic level might not be able to appreciate the scene that Ye Zichen was witnessing at this moment.

Ten masters appeared one after another in the center of the towering city, above the underground palace, in the middle of the vast platform, looking at each other in confusion.

It was all thanks to the final support of Ghost Rain Bo, Elder Wen, and Elder Zhu. Only by working together were they able to help Su Qingya reach the top position.

Huang Zhentian was like a rock in a latrine—stinking and hard. He knew full well he was no match for the two elders.

One could clearly sense that when Ye Zichen said they could fight, Su Liu'er's eyes had brightened for a moment. In an instant, however, that light had dimmed.

Tian Yin screamed incessantly. Endless white light erupted from her body, attempting to resist Xiao Fan’s sword energy, but it was to no avail.