112 Hit in the Rear Too

After Mo Li slew Zu Dashou and Wu Xiang, he took a tremendous risk to avenge He Kegang. Naturally, He Kegang’s old subordinates were deeply grateful and utterly loyal to him. Therefore, there was no doubt about the allegiance of Sima Jian and his companions.

The empress hurriedly approached the emperor, and after a slow bow, they exchanged pleasantries. The emperor was visibly pleased to see her and confided all his worries to her.

Thirteen’s mind raced through several strategies. Just as she was about to act, the soft patter of rain was suddenly pierced by heavy breathing and a chaotic clamor. She quickly turned to the courtyard, analyzing the direction of the sounds. Her brow furrowed deeply as she made a swift decision.

Orgrimmar was filled with smoke of fury; just as he was about to successfully kill Reginald, a crow assassin suddenly appeared, attempting to stab him. Forced to abandon the perfect chance to slay his enemy, he turned to deal with the crow instead.

“Since you’ve already heard it, I’ll skip the pleasantries. My goods were burned last night, and now I urgently need a new batch for a client. Brother Ji, do you have any available?” Uncle Kun cut straight to the point.

Mo Tian could sense Mo Shu’s shift in mood and sighed quietly, beginning to study the meteor gate.

Chu Qiao couldn’t help but laugh inwardly—at a time like this, to speak of them as sisters? Xu Jiaxin must truly be courting death.

“What exactly do you want?” Director Dong asked quietly, his face stern but exuding the calm of a seasoned general in crisis.

If Hap Star was infected by parasites like Blue Star, then, indeed, as HIM said, things would be dire.

Hearing the instructor’s words, the men silently put down their rations, leaving them for others. After collecting supplies, the instructor instructed them to change clothes quickly and assemble in five minutes.

When her voice suddenly ceased, Emperor He did not turn his head but only shifted his gaze, casting a sidelong look.

“Just leaving like that?” Everyone exchanged incredulous glances, feeling a strange sense of survival after such an ordeal.

Casually and unhurriedly, today the Tianfu Wuwei Dao stronghold welcomed an extraordinary visitor.

“What the hell is this…” As a few of them laughed and talked on their way to the Qilin port base, Chekhov, walking ahead, stumbled, slipping and nearly falling flat. By reflex, his hand reached out to steady himself, grasping something sticky.

Alas, in her past life she lost out because of this; in this life, she had to be more careful.

“Haha, you forget, I used to come here all the time—even the gatekeepers know me now,” Fuglira said with a smile.

Zeng Zhuo, clearly experienced, loudly instructed the group while stepping forward. In the blink of an eye, an orange-yellow talisman appeared in his hand and was thrown forward.

This was a desolate mountain range, full of swamps and towering trees. Without the presence of that malevolent spiritual influence, all had returned to its original state.

Unfortunately, it only felt a strange change within itself—what exactly had changed, it could not say. It only knew it felt immensely happy.

After the call connected, I recounted the events I’d experienced. Zhou Jieyi was silent for a moment, then, as if realizing something, told me not to return but to go to a house she had prepared. She was already waiting there. I didn’t know why but had no choice but to agree.

Leaving those words behind, the Heavenly Sovereign did not wait for Jiang Yun’s response. With a wave of his broad sleeve, he took Xia Ruliu and headed toward the world of the Dharma Master.

The white-robed monk’s gaze was calm and unruffled as it fell upon Chen Danqing. Yet his eyes seemed to pierce through Chen, glimpsing into a distant past.

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But now, with the mutated poisonous wolf mysteriously vanished and Chen Qingyang and his companions unharmed, Wang Kai could only imagine the dark expression on Wu Chenfeng’s face upon learning this.

“Lin Fei, come help us support Great God Qingnian. Let’s move him aside; he needs another hour of meditation to fully recover,” Hei Ji called to me.

“Qingnian, why did that old man say this isn’t the King of the Underworld?” Xiao Yichong looked up at Qingnian with a playful smile.

At that moment, Qin Chuan discovered something astonishing: the telescope’s night vision could detect night elves. Though invisible to the naked eye, their forms appeared through infrared imaging.

Chen Da was about to offer a few words but suddenly remembered he too was implicated in the matter.

“Nice to meet you. You’re my idol. Maybe it’s because I just watched the Pistons game, but you really remind me of their coach Larry Brown,” Sun Zhuo smiled. From hairstyle and facial features to attire and mannerisms, Buffett and Larry Brown bore a striking resemblance.

Madam Mei looked puzzled. Lu Ming suddenly mentioned the significance of the shaman—what was he trying to convey?

After seeing this video, Ye Luo felt deeply frustrated. He never wanted to become an internet sensation; he had always kept a low profile. But this time, it seemed this video would betray him.