Volume 1, Chapter 48: Daring to Cause Trouble at Yuehao

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Finishing his words, he took out his walkie-talkie and began calling the security guards.
Jiang Wan'er, standing aside, did not expect things to turn out this way. She hurried forward and said with worry, "Brother Ye, you should leave quickly. The security guards here are very formidable."
"Yo, my dear nephew, your taste is quite unique," Wang Chao said with a sly smile, looking at Ye Feng and Jiang Wan'er.
Ye Feng gave him a light flick on the forehead. "Unique your sister. This young lady is not a bad person, she just has some difficulties in life, so I'm just lending a helping hand. Stop letting your imagination run wild."
"Tsk, if you don't find a girlfriend soon, your mother's imagination is going to run wild."
Ignoring whatever they were saying, Jiang Wan'er only looked anxiously toward the entrance while urging Ye Feng...

Just as Xue Shisan returned to the ancestral grounds of the Ophiuchus clan, he unexpectedly ran into some old acquaintances coming to visit.
Those viewers who had been following the matter but were unable to enter the press conference venue exclaimed in shock as they watched this scene through television and live internet broadcasts.
Seeing that Feng Wancheng actually ignored him and instead went to greet that young man, Liu Changyi narrowed his eyes with a trace of anger, accompanied by a hint of deep thought.
The Overlord Blade Yama was covered in sweat. Not only was she in pain, but she was also extremely exhausted. Sweat and blood blended together, and she had no time to wipe them away.
Thinking of the missiles mentioned in the intelligence, Linkaye's expression changed. Although she hadn't seen them with her own eyes, the power and launch method of those missiles looked like alchemical products no matter how one analyzed them.
"Sharp-tongued! When it comes to mere verbal skill, you are much better than your father!" Zhuo Dingtian sneered.
Hao Yaoqi's first batch of soldiers safely reached the opposite bank of the river without encountering any resistance. Mianyang Prefecture was naturally remote, a considerable distance from both Wuchang and Yuezhou Prefecture, making it completely a lawless zone where no one cared.
Dim and bright alternately; when bright, it was like nine divine suns shining brightly, with three thousand macrocosms suspended, casting boundless light.
Murong Xiao was left speechless. Indeed, this was the imperial palace; if even this place was unsafe, where else could be safe?
Six years ago, did she truly not remember what happened between him and her, or was she just pretending not to remember?
Seeing the Dragon King's smile, the elders frowned. They always felt as though they could see a fox's tail wagging and flicking behind his back.

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Ruohai Mu stood nearby, exceptionally well-behaved as she gnawed on a sugar-coated hawthorn skewer. Baiyou Liuxi glanced at her, a strange glint flashing across his pupils.
Hearing him call her auspicious made Cai Ya clench her fists tightly. Usually, he never used her first name, and she had been feeling fortunate about it; but the moment he called her by name today, she inexplicably felt sick to her stomach.
Ignoring Deng Xianzhe's repeated requests, Li Chen beckoned and summoned two bottles of baijiu into his hands. With a gentle squeeze, he crushed the bottle caps and shoved one bottle into Deng Xianzhe's hand.
The swan's words made me even more sorrowful. To avoid making myself cry, I chose to answer Qingqing's words.
No matter what, Yunyue could not figure out why Chi Yan still didn't know they had a child even after finding her.
This lasted for only a short while, just a matter of breaths, before the Dark Night Demonic Steed finished its movement.
"What about me? The Soul-Dissolving and Spirit-Devouring Hook is so wonderful. If I didn't let you experience it, wouldn't it be a waste of such a good 'treasure'?" A Soul-Dissolving and Spirit-Devouring Hook was driven into Luo Yunxi's wrist, and Luo Qingyue spoke as indifferently as if discussing nothing of consequence.
Leaping onto the body of this frost dragon, Lin Xiu brandished the black-edged spear in his hands, launching a frenzied attack against its body, instantly unleashing earth-shattering roars and crashes.
Liu Jin could be almost certain that Zhao Daosheng would become the first sacrificial victim in this power struggle between mother and son. If the crown prince won, he could naturally spare Zhao Daosheng's life; however, if Empress Wu won, Zhao Daosheng would undoubtedly die.
The travelers here were already numerous, and now with an additional dimensional teleportation gate, the number of travelers here multiplied exponentially in a very short span of time.
Although they hadn't spent much time together, he could sense that Uncle Zhai and Aunt were both good people. Although Uncle Zhai looked somewhat cold on the outside, his heart was extremely warm toward others. Such a good person, yet he received no good reward, especially since the man was his sworn brother.
"People from the Shepherds." There wasn't much anger on her face; presumably, the opponent's strength was no longer in the same tier as hers, and since taking revenge would be a simple matter, anger seemed unnecessary.
How much were these products sold for? Lin Xiahuan didn't know; he only knew that last night he had tortured Zixing to the point where she couldn't get out of bed, letting her fall asleep in utter exhaustion.
And in the future, if she fell in love with her destined partner while the partner did not love her, would she end up like Bai Zhuyun? Entangling endlessly, yet still unable to secure any guarantee.
With the lyrics and music completed, the newly-minted imperial scholars continued their banquet. Su Lingbin held the rice paper inscribed with Liu Jin's poetry like a precious treasure, eagerly bidding farewell and leaving—presumably to compose the melody.
"Imperial Father." Having sharp eyes, Li Heng saw Li Shen walking in, quickly slid down from Xiorou's embrace, and ran over.
With a flick of its massive tail, it actually sent Luo Yue flying directly, causing her entire body to crash into the sea mountain behind her.

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Su Shang had no personal use for it either, but such a fine item was good to keep; perhaps in the future, it could be exchanged for some spiritual stones.
Liu Feng finally understood what kind of malicious intent Zhao Cong had in mind by assigning him to Consort Zhen's quarters.
While observing his surroundings, Rajit thought to himself that the familiar voice speaking must belong to Feng Duxing.
Busy like this for several days until everything was ready, he, together with Liang Yi and the old man, finally embarked on their journey to the remote mountain village.
It was rumored that over the past year, prisoners in Impel Down had always died inexplicably, and one wondered if it had anything to do with this young head jailer before them.
Li Pingyang felt somewhat helpless. Seeing Zhang Tongdao severely injured yet still able to kneel on one knee and strike a tiger-fighting posture—how majestic it looked—it would have been even better if she wasn't the tiger being pinned down to the ground by the head.
If this ashtray could fetch a satisfying price, it would justify all the effort she had put into it.
Namely, exploring the immortal cultivation world as a major, detailed focus; as for the changes brought to the high-martial world, they would be written with slightly lighter strokes.
This story made me feel deeply sorrowful, just like suddenly acquiring an incomparable, beautiful treasure that only you could see and know existed, knowing that this was a near-divine miracle exclusively your own.
Although it would be released in about a year, I am still looking forward to it and wondering if it will be scheduled as well.
The two opened their eyes only to find that Ye Lingyun had already vanished without a trace, leaving behind a brocade box lying on the ground where he had stood.
Zhou Ji blinked, holding back the smile on her face—sweet and intoxicated. For the first time, she took the initiative to reach out, grasped Wu Jiang's hand, and placed it inside her own pocket.
She was now so anxious she wanted to beat up everyone who knew about Jia Zhu's relapse of his old illness; how could she dare let the news spread further and reach Jia Zheng's ears?
Only, for some reason, after this colorful cloud appeared, it made people's hearts sink and inexplicably feel somewhat uneasy. Clearly it was a cloud of auspicious colors, yet it gave one an ominous illusion.