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Mo Wutian was also furious. He had been shattered by the Nine Dragon Star-Devouring Halberd several times. Although he wasn't particularly injured, his face held no glory. When the Heavenly Demon Great Technique encountered ordinary people, it only needed to display various wondrous aspects to bewitch their minds.
"You say it's over there, I say it's in the middle. Why don't we make a bet? Do you dare?" Zhuang Bi raised an eyebrow, his manner aggressive.
The current predicament of the precious ship was something Southeast Fei had not anticipated. Southeast Fei had actually made many preparations.
"It's fine. Since Uncle wants to see it, I'll bring the Sui Star Cup over later." Xin Ji laughed helplessly. Although he felt bringing the trophy to a banquet was a bit too ostentatious, bordering on showing off, the people present shortly would all be his closest relatives and friends. Letting them see the trophy was fine; there was no need for such formalities.
The white spider lily, I wonder if those two ghost officials know anything about it, I thought to myself as I walked along the streets of the Underworld.
Xia Xue listened to our conversation, her gaze shifting back and forth between us, seeming lost in thought.
The Pureblood families were also graded into levels and categories. The highest grade, of course, belonged to the twenty-eight currently extant "Pureblood Twenty-Eight Families." They didn't even bother with the title of "Pureblood Nobility." Among these families, the most frequently appearing surnames included Black, Longbottom, Malfoy, Ollivander, Weasley, and others.
"Hey, Master, did the Kunlun Ling family forget about us!" When only the Corpse Yin Sect remained on the beach, Hei Yan asked Nie An.
Although Lin Chen had previously seen some records detailing array formations, those were far too simplistic to grant him understanding of various formations. A careful look this time still yielded no understanding.
Lin Chen pondered for a moment, then flipped his hand to put away all three Divine Crystals. Shortly after, three Purple Fire God Crystals appeared beside him again.
Murong Xiaoxiao had long been waiting in the room. When she saw the intoxicated Jiang Kai come in, she understood what was about to happen.
Cao Buchun was someone Lan Yu valued highly. It was because of Lan Yu's grace that he had been arranged by the Emperor to serve as a regional official in Xi'an Guard. Now that he had offended the Emperor, how could Lan Yu protect him?
Before he could even return, he received another order to clean up enemies who couldn't evacuate and were putting up a last stand. This kind of mopping-up operation was relatively easy. A cornered beast fights to the death, so what was there to fear?
Moreover, this Eight Desolations God-Destroying Incantation could be used repeatedly; it wasn't the kind of single-use talisman.
A basin of cold water was poured over the one-eyed hero. Pressing on the philtrum of the one-eyed hero, they finally revived him from his fainting state.
Despite wearing a mask, her figure was still explosively good. A discerning person could recognize it at a glance.
Although Lin Chen had been using his True Qi to suppress the poisonous gas entering his body to stay conscious, he still felt his entire body burning.
Murong Lanshan was made a bit embarrassed by Xu Miaojin's words. Having such a shy matter exposed was truly awkward.
But even if he had other impressive identities, her father was on the provincial committee. Believing in the power behind her, Yun Liangyan trusted herself.
"Take care, and另外, Brother Yang, thank you." Chen Jingchou suddenly said to Chen Fan with great solemnity.
"Where did Grandpa go at noon?" After opening the door and placing the luggage upstairs, doubt began to stir in his mind. Seeing the cold stove, he figured no meal had been prepared yet.
"Looks like we can only take the bus!" With a helpless sigh, we left the train station. After inquiring for quite some time, we found the long-distance bus heading to Maoshan. Before boarding, we bought many things, clearly knowing it would take some time to reach Maoshan.