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A mighty and imposing procession made no effort to conceal its movements. Over ten black commercial vehicles, carrying more than fifty subordinates of the Blood Wolf Gang and disciples of the Fierce Tiger Martial School, drove aggressively toward the headquarters of the Blazing Fire Gang.
Wei Wu nodded solemnly. "There is no time to lose, let's depart immediately." He took my hand and pulled me forward, and I did not pull mine back. To me, all of this felt completely natural, as if it had already existed in my life for a long time.
Of course, he still had not stopped begging me for mercy, but how could I possibly change my mind?
"Do you think you can find the person you're looking for just by rushing out like this?" Just as she took a step forward, Chen Xiaoran's indifferent voice sounded from behind her.
Currently, the most powerful factions are the Sucheng Heavenly Sect and the Liaodong Heavenly Sect! These two major heavenly sects are on par with Xuan Potian's level.
"Awooo..." With a miserable cry, a burst of black Qi rose from the corpse-attached ghost, followed by a wisp of green smoke darting out from the top of its head. That wisp of green smoke transformed into a human shape and attempted to escape—it was the fierce ghost formed by Zhang Hao.
Holy Envoy Xun Na let out a flirtatious laugh, having overheard Guo Chao's whispered words. Without a trace of panic, she walked toward the group, finally stopping about five meters away from Luo Hao and the other two.
The man's expression changed drastically. He immediately spun around while still in mid-air. But just as he turned, a phantom flashed across the corner of his eye.
Half an hour later, braving the wind and rain, wearing mourning clothes and accompanied by Wangqing, I had already arrived outside the Qingning Palace. The demise of Emperor Huang Taiji shocked both the imperial court and the palace. All princes, nobles, and high-ranking officials of the court flocked to the scene. Amidst their sorrow and grief, everyone was pondering a single question: Who would succeed to the throne of the Great Qing Empire?
What drew the most attention was her magnificent chest, which stretched the tight-fitting clothes wrapped around her upper body so tautly that a portion could not be contained, revealing two rounded hemispheres from the neckline. The globes pressed against each other, outlining a deep cleavage.
Zhao Gao, dressed in Daoist robes, and Uncle Zhao, a square-faced man covered in scars, understood Chen Fan's intention and turned to gather the surviving soldiers together.
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Wan San, Qian Hu, and Yang Ding squatted at the doorway eating noodles, saying they couldn't possibly share a table with the master of the house. The slurping sound of noodles rose one after another, instantly whetting anyone's appetite.
"Aunt, there are so many people here. What are we doing here?" In the relief camp, Luoluo hugged Meng Ying's arm and asked.
No matter which territory of the Heavenly-grade magical beasts they burrowed into, the Earth Dragon clan guarding the Illusory Black Underworld would still pursue them relentlessly. Ignoring territorial boundaries, thousands of Earth Dragons set out together, sweeping across the entire Magical Beast Mountain Range—excluding only its true inner core—like a sky-shattering swarm of yellow wasps.
Baili Yu did not waste words; he lifted Zhan Xiao and, with a few steps through the air, dived into the woodland surrounding the Three Pagodas Temple before leaving.
"Master, you think too much of me. Well then, Master, let us begin our training," Lü Feng said with modest humility to Dongfang Bai.
"Young Master, we are not getting mixed up in this muddy water!" said the middle-aged man in black standing behind Xie Du, unyielding yet respectful.
The newcomer's expression lingered in a flash, his eyes filled with helplessness. With a light cough, he continued to ask, "Brother? You haven't answered my question yet!" Instead of blaming Qiu Lu for his rudeness, he repeated himself and began to size up the two men in front of him.
The few of them calculated the timing and returned to their respective homes. Just in time, their family members were being choked awake by thick smoke at that moment and hurriedly got up to look for items and water to put out the fire and stop the blaze.
If there were some united palaces, the numbers would be staggering. With tens of thousands of people united, wherever they passed would be nothing short of a steamroller.
Although each speck of light looked light and ethereal, it seemed to contain the heavy substance of an entire world, causing the surrounding void to sag slightly. It was obvious that these specks of light were exceptionally heavy.
Tang Zhaozhao felt a slight annoyance in her heart. She did not like guessing games; although she herself liked to speculate first when encountering problems, she preferred people who spoke clearly and directly.
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Although the battle had not lasted long, the fact that no one had come over after so much time meant that Fang Hao had already controlled everyone else. The first mate no doubt had nothing left to hesitate about.
The few of them ate their breakfast while observing the surrounding situation, keeping a wary eye on the police movements.
Once his rationality awakened, he rubbed the bridge of his nose and glanced sideways in the direction where Zhang Haoran had long since vanished.
Obviously, the Grandmaster possessed neither of those two qualities, even though he had good companions in the Golden Triangle. But what could that do? In front of Douluo, it was not worth mentioning.
The next moment, a nearly illusory crescent moon swept across the bodies of the [Chaotic Star Palace] members. While they still maintained expressions of terror, their heads rolled off with a dull thud.
Tang Zhaozhao's lips curved slightly, especially when she met Lin Qianxue's gloomy and distortedly angry face, the smile on her lips grew even wider.
A moment later, I felt something gently brushing against the tips of my hair, like a breeze blowing across the top of my head, yet carrying a trace of razor-sharp keenness.
The other three found her sudden, intense laughter inexplicable, but seeing her so genuinely happy, they felt truly glad in their hearts and joined in with her laughter.
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