Chapter 44: Suspicion Arises, Breaking Through the Maze Against the Odds

The fragments of stone held within the hand of that dark figure were precisely the crystals of dark power he had shattered just moments before!

Could this thing possibly make a comeback from the ashes?

A wave of astonishment surged within Niu Yichen's heart.

This plot development is completely wrong!

Weren't we supposed to transition into a sweet, romantic segment after the boss fight ended?

Why on earth is there a New Game Plus mode?

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Only at this exact moment did she realize how deeply she cared for Tang Yu, and how desperately she wished to prevent any harm from befalling him.

His words had already been phrased with extreme tact, and Leng Zixiao could not possibly fail to grasp his implied meaning: the goodness of Xiaoyao was not meant for her.

Mao Jingjing clicked to a halt as if a switch had been flipped, instantly stopping her tears, and frantically covered her mouth with her handkerchief to keep herself from making a sound.

Witnessing this scene, everyone's expressions shifted drastically. Blaze had been walking ahead of them, and not slowly at all. For all they knew, Blaze might have already stepped out of the cave exit, and right now, some terrifying monster had clearly appeared at the mouth of the cave. Could it be that Blaze was in danger?

Tang Yu sprinted wildly all the way, completely losing track of time, until a sheer cliff suddenly blocked his path ahead, cutting off his route.

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Seeing these two emerging spiritual pets from afar, everyone present drew in sharp breaths of cold air. As expected of quasi-divine beasts; their flying spiritual pets were indeed of the untamed and rebellious sort.

Yet upon hearing these words, Long Jue's gaze carried a hint of surprise as he looked toward Han Shuang, who stood not far away opposite him.

"Sounds good to me, let's do it that way!" said Luo Han, prompting Bai Jie to instantly transfer two hundred thousand to Shen Lang.

Red Island Beer was a local brew—inexpensive yet of exceptional quality, offering no commission for the hostesses. Unwilling to give up, the drink hostess continued to push other expensive foreign liquors in a cloying, coquettish tone.

By the way, he instructed Yang Zhentou to use the broadcasting loudspeaker to summon all the villagers to gather at the village committee courtyard, as he was about to distribute red envelopes to them.

"So this person is none other than the Ancestor of Sealing Blades!" Only then did everyone within the grand hall experience a sudden flash of enlightenment.

Sun Kaixuan informed him that the No. 6 land plot, into which the Pang family had poured upwards of a billion and a half, practically hollowing out the majority of the Dongsheng Group's financial foundation, had been thoroughly shut down.

With a crisp sound, the shield was grasped firmly in Arthur's hand. Relishing this familiar sensation, a deeply intoxicated expression bloomed across Arthur's face.

Hakan was still wandering aimlessly in some forgotten corner of the ocean; ever since Captain Marlow's death, the Council of Elders no longer featured any familiar faces who could keep their mouths shut; and though the servants at the outpost recognized the parrot, none of them possessed the ability to offer any assistance.

"Will I be in danger?" Jiang Qingyan looked at the multitude of purple-crystal demon soldiers before her, feeling a tinge of fear.

Nezha's voice dragged Daji back from her memories to reality. Daji wiped away her tears and nodded gently.

Consequently, throughout these past few months, they still lived in a state of bated breath, surviving entirely on the supplies they had stockpiled before the outbreak of war.

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Hearing this, the crowd also sniffed the air one after another, their faces immediately registering profound shock.

The Duan family was an ancient lineage whose ancestral domain lay within the city of Dali, descendants of the monarchs of the ancient Kingdom of Dali! A certain renowned scholar of the past had once penned a famous epic based upon the unofficial histories surrounding the Dali Duan family.

"Sister Wenwen." With a skin as delicate and thin as Le Ling's, she certainly dared not let Zhu Wen continue, and let out a soft cry that melted straight to the marrow of one's bones.

The disheartened Wolf First was bound tightly with ropes, tethered to a tree, and guarded by several Daliang soldiers brandishing sabers.

Although the requirements issued by the system were remarkably lenient, the sheer population of the Uchiha clan alone fell short of the five-hundred-person minimum threshold.

In other words, this fellow Zhang Yan had also been running tirelessly for twenty-four full hours, and at a speed that easily surpassed that of horses.

Tan Yangzi's gaze was like autumn water, and her voice resembled a mountain spring, while indistinct yin-yang fish joyfully chased and revolved behind her head.

"I can, but I can only point you in a direction, or even tell you how to walk. You must tread the actual path yourself—that is what is truly meant by cultivation," replied Dream-Maker Jiimo.