Do not give him a chance to leave.

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Within the Su family residence, only one room had its light on—that was Su Xiao's room.
Gao Heng looked at the lingering sorrow between Cheng Jinzhi's brows, his gaze freezing. After a moment of silent contemplation, he took her hand and led her toward the interior of the prison.
Chelsea players surrounded the referee, Nicola Rizzoli, demanding an explanation, and the over forty thousand Blues fans at the stadium joined in a chorus of dissatisfied boos, but Rizzoli refused to award a penalty.
"Crack!" Seizing the moment of the boy's distraction, Xiong Bu'er thrust his square shield upward. Under a strange reactive force, the great sword was knocked out of his grip, while the fragile wooden shield also shattered into two pieces under the unbearable strain.
She remembered how Liu Qingying had previously dealt with several robbers; if those men hadn't been armed with guns, she probably would have had no problem taking on several of them at once, as those well-trained robbers were simply no match for her.
However, the moment her hand touched Luciella's face, it dropped powerlessly. The color on her face vanished in an instant, leaving behind only a dead, ashen pale.
Su Jing's eyes constricted, his vision stretching across ten thousand miles. He could hardly wait to behold the true appearance of this ominous entity.
Su Jing's aura at this moment was exceptionally sacred and filled with supreme majesty. Golden Pupil and Begonia, who were still in the courtyard, both prostrated themselves on the ground, looking at their master with awe and reverence.
He gazed at Xu Ruying, who had fallen into a deep sleep yet still bore faint tear tracks on her serene face. After watching her intently for a moment, he put away his tangled and chaotic thoughts and shifted his gaze instead to the purple-gold floating-cloud hairpin in her hair buns.
Yet Xilan remained oblivious to all this; he had lived entirely within his own anger, and this raging fire would sooner or later burn him to ashes.
The exam was scheduled for May, one month prior to the June national college entrance examination. To prevent students from falling behind in their coursework after entering the senior year, the teachers had consulted and decided to directly raise the difficulty of the examination.
Su Bai's mouth twitched into a grin. Lacking the heart to continue torturing this fragile soul, he walked out of the herbal medicine shop.
Calling it a friendly match was merely a pretext; since they could not surpass South University in other areas, they had no choice but to compete through these athletic sports.
If not for the fear that the total number of system tasks might be limited, and failing even one could mean being unable to return, Luo Zijing really wouldn't want to undertake these missions.
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Although the students knew the results were out, the fact that there was still no announcement of who had passed and who had failed only intensified their already nervous state of mind.
Slowly weaving through the congested traffic, just as he was about to make a quip to Zhu Shiyue about whether she preferred transferring money or withdrawing cash, the sound drifting from a distant loudspeaker caught his attention.
Indeed, once someone went there, not even a soul could be fished out from that endless river of time. Perhaps this was the trade-off required by the heavens to grant the Hidden Clan their unrivaled abilities?
With a single word from the old master, the five brothers, despite their distinct personalities, did not have a single person dare to voice an objection.
In the distance, helicopters came roaring through the air. Further away, military trucks carrying countless soldiers were rushing to the scene.
Of course, Lin Guang was entirely unaware of everything happening here. At this moment, he was racking his brains to find a way to report back to Wen Yinan.
Legend has it that their Illusory Spirit Clan was born with such an ability, capable of infiltrating anyone's mind in the world to alter their memories and emotions; certain powerful individuals could even freely rewrite thoughts and consciousness.
Choose correctly, and you may stay; choose wrongly, and while Liu Zhou might let someone in this time for Chen Sen's sake, there would not be a next time.
The imperial palace was not as simple as he had imagined, and he still hoped he wouldn't lose his life within those palace walls.
Having traveled hurriedly for days without a proper meal, Lu Tang finally tasted the flavors of his hometown today and could not help eating a few extra mouthfuls.
The X-scan gave Li Dadan's eyes the properties of perspective vision, allowing him to see everything within a thirty-three-meter radius straight through walls.
He tolerated Crimson Robe because she was assigned to serve her, allowing her to ask a few extra questions, but that did not mean she could overstep her boundaries.
Without continuing to inquire about the identity of the person who issued the assassination mission, Qiao Shixian exchanged a few more idle remarks with Xie Qixian before turning over with a yawn and drifting into a deep sleep shortly thereafter.
Only then did the onlookers gradually recover their wits. Overawed by the might of the Ruan Family Dragon Cavalry, they dared not make a sound, yet their hearts were churning with agitation.
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At several of the largest stores, the poster at the entrance of one featured AB, another featured Zhao Qianying, and yet another featured Liu Yifei.
When the altar rose, Ye Yun and the others also noticed that this ancient altar was carved with all sorts of obscure and difficult-to-comprehend totoms.
Watching the monitor as Shen Zeyuan and his father played finger-guns against each other with a "bang, bang," Wang Jin rubbed his chin and stared intently. He remained vigilant until he was certain Guan Ziqiang wouldn't run into any more trouble; the boy had already botched over ten takes previously, though fortunately, everything went smoothly this time until the very end.
Mo Li remained completely unconcerned. He stepped forward and, right in front of everyone, picked up that arrow, to which a piece of paper was clearly attached, looking very much like a letter.
Even though the restaurant had prepared spoons and forks, upon learning that Country Z possessed special "magic utensils," the boys were still very eager to give them a try.
As for today's incident, though on the surface it appeared to be Zhao Lin causing trouble, Ye Yun knew very well in his heart that without the First Prince backing him up, Zhao Lin would never have dared to act so unscrupulously.
"Oh, wonderful, simply wonderful! We originally thought tofu had hardly any flavor, yet it can be cooked into such a delicacy!" Those who were the first to taste Xia Chuyi's tofu feast were not stingy at all with their words of praise.
In terms of sheer destructive power, this Bone-Corroding Heaven-Swallowing Palm was perhaps even more formidable than the Demon-Sealing Spirit Coffin. Relatively speaking, however, this Bone-Corroding Heaven-Swallowing Palm was also far more difficult to cultivate.
She had been studying under Shui Lingxuan for mere years, yet the Shui family had paid Shui Lingxuan upwards of a billion in tuition, and that was only out of consideration for sharing the same surname.
Furthermore, owing to the old master's decree, Ye Zhengliang and Tao Qiu did not dare to say anything further, knowing after all that their son was the one in the wrong first.
"Isn't that just perfect? If such a thing happens, the royal family will undoubtedly step up their suppression of both organizations. At the very least, neither organization will have an easy time of it, which achieves our goal, doesn't it?" Handing a cup of tea to Qu Hu, Wang Jin's eyes were filled with smiles.
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