113 Sick or Not?

“General, may I be so bold as to ask a question…” Even Maria, who was accustomed to grand scenes, hesitated at the heavy responsibility about to fall upon her.

Firstly, it felt too contrived; secondly, with those protesters currently demonstrating at the police station, releasing them immediately would utterly disgrace the police force.

As for Asuka, she had changed into a traditional Japanese kimono, her delicate figure tightly wrapped, her long hair styled into a classic Japanese bun, exuding a mature and solemn demeanor.

“My naughty husband, just take a guess. How about I give you three chances?” Feng Yifeng’s casual tone did nothing to dampen Nannan’s enthusiasm; she kept shaking his arm, coaxing him sweetly.

Shangguan Yu’s voice was somewhat indifferent, leaving Chen Yufan uncertain whether she was angry or simply indifferent.

With the icy sword never leaving his hand and his mind fully locked onto Sarah, Chen Yufan’s expression did not ease in the slightest; rather, he became even more vigilant.

“What is it, Grand Master?” Nidres, who was studying the workshop’s layout underground, turned around in puzzlement.

Li Jingyun stood rooted to the spot, guessing that this poor young man who thought he had entered the wrong room would likely become his future roommate.

The Vajra Demon Suppression Circle shattered instantly under a slash of sword light, which then flashed toward the burly young man.

Was that forehead slap yet another failure for Yu? Was this the leader of the Seven Star Sect? The legendary Seven Star Patriarch, a famed Immortal Emperor? To be honest, Yu doubted if this was truly the famed Patriarch—could such a slight pain make her cry? And wasn’t this injury inflicted by herself?

The indigenous people of White Dragon Town, without exception, were all transformed from pills, their bodies adorned with various colors and patterns.

Upon seeing his father, Ma Wanyou, arrive with reinforcements, Ma Changlin was so moved that tears streamed down his face.

When he fused with the evil spirit, an accident caused his body to mutate, becoming a vessel of the evil spirit, yet his soul remained human, making him half-man, half-ghost.

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Yet now, he had no means to intervene and could only watch the contest unfold in silence.

The sticky sensation from all directions suddenly intensified dozens of times, making movement difficult and even hindering his breath.

However, upon seeing Fengfeng squatting at the door, panting and wagging his tail, Jiang Feng’s face darkened instantly. For some reason, he felt his current demeanor mirrored that of the dog exactly—waiting motionless at the door for its master’s summons… how utterly pitiful!

Compared to this enormous beast, the world storage ring was no bigger than a speck of dust, utterly inconspicuous.

Han Moyou lifted her gaze to Lie Yunyuan; her gentle eyes suddenly turned sharp and commanding, like a blazing sun in the sky, forbidding direct confrontation.

Qin Hao could never have imagined that the towering man before him, standing over six feet tall, would wet himself on the spot from a single sentence.

Uncle Li spoke as he led Dongzi around the corner on the first floor and pushed open a large door revealing a spacious kitchen.

“Whoosh—” in the blink of an eye, all human cultivators found themselves in the vast emptiness of space.

“We must stop them,” a man from the Snow Nation said as five others charged out of the forest.

Fang Ziqiang nodded and turned to leave, but after only a few steps, he saw Qin Ouzhen striding in with a provocative swagger.

Oppressive and suffocating, atop the Sect Leader’s Peak, the death of dozens of sect representatives silenced all remaining delegates; for a time, no one dared speak except the Evil Lord.

The three raised their iron balls: Taikun Yuanjun held red, Dragon Tiger Heavenly Lord held blue, and with the southern wind favoring him, another wielded the purple ball, earning a bye in the first round.

To be honest, he was now somewhat afraid to approach Chen Xu, whose state was too strange. Seeing Liu Hua charge forward fearlessly, he felt a wave of relief.

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Why would it be more sorrowful than a nightmare? If only I could dream a beautiful dream—would I then have a little sister and Uncle Zhuang…?

Fang Jin watched the muscular man’s retreating back and said, “To deal with certain kinds of people, one must use the right methods. You lack such means, but I possess them.”

The purple spiritual energy slowly receded into Ziyuan’s body. Just as she turned to transfer Lin Liang elsewhere, a young man’s hand quietly reached up and suddenly gripped her fair neck with force, catching her completely off guard.

When Takeda Nobuyasu spoke, the once uncertain retainers’ expressions instantly froze.

Stone Tower was mountainous and naturally abundant in poles, especially in this era. Not only locals but outsiders also came here to claim territory.

Normally, his best option would be to strike the attacker with a palm, but this was a fellow Zhou family retainer with whom he had a good relationship—he couldn’t bring himself to attack.

Meanwhile, Liu Qingshan returned after escorting Dayu’er around, took down the tent from the space, and pitched it on a nearby hill by the lake.

“Haai!” The Japanese officer quickly responded respectfully, then ordered men to organize and prepare to risk everything to blow up the six tanks.

Judging by the name, these were all auxiliary divine abilities, something to be gradually understood later. Most of the past divine abilities originated from the time path governed by Zhu Er, who, upon reflecting on his lifelong experiences while awakening the Dao seed, triggered resonance. The divine ability to understand the human heart was closely tied to the path of innocence.