Chapter 38
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Personally choosing the assassin sent to hunt you down sounds utterly absurd. Yet that was precisely what Fu Qing had done.
Besides, although this thing was profitable, it had to be established along a major transportation route, with a network of linked teleportation arrays nearby.
Thinking back on it now, mastering the Five Thunders seemed to be one of the techniques among the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits. Still, it was probably not the original divine art, but merely the portion that Perfected Celestial Tianqiong had comprehended.
She truly toppled straight over. Had Gu Sui taken even one step backward, she would have met the ground in an intimate embrace.
“His heart is on the left, unlike other people’s. That’s why he didn’t die then!” Xu Yan said gravely.
Clearly, Gu Qirui had not understood Qing Dai’s meaning at all. Nor had Qing Dai expected the plot to suddenly erupt at this moment. This time, the sensation was deeply unpleasant. Unlike before, when it had been easy to control, it felt as though a powerful will were tugging violently at her thoughts.
“Where are you, Xia Yao?” From the sound of her voice, it was obvious that she had already had quite a lot to drink; she was speaking far more loudly than usual.
“It’s fine! I’ll just make another one with Void Ghost!” Chen Li did not even turn around before darting down the stairs with a whoosh.
He held out his hand before Liu Ze and watched as Liu Ze slipped the ring onto his finger. Under the lamplight, it glittered brilliantly.
Unconsciously, Chen Kefu’s hand slid from her breast down to her waist. No wonder that waist was so pleasing to the eye—slender, firm, and beautifully defined. After caressing it for a while, his hand suddenly glided downward along her waist.
The scene was utterly silent. At such a moment, no one would be foolish enough to shatter the romantic atmosphere.
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Yet why would such a peerless and extraordinary demon of the human world willingly call himself a demon instead of honoring himself as a god? Why, despite possessing invincible divine arts, would he still willingly remain hidden, unseen by daylight and forever obscure?
In the end, they still woke Cai Linfeng. After making a few hasty preparations, You Qing withdrew the illusory formation, and Huo Xiang once again carried them upward into the sky.
The moment they entered through the side gate, guards suddenly emerged from every inconspicuous place nearby—the eaves, the covered walkways, the ornamental rockeries, and elsewhere. Several more people hurried over from behind them. Chen Kefu recognized the leader at a glance: it was Zhao Qi of the Special Operations Division.
Gu Zhuocheng had crossed through time and could return whenever he wished, so he naturally had no fear of them reporting him to their superiors. But he did not want to invite unnecessary complications, still less create a conflict with them at such a time. It would be better to conceal the matter for now. Once he had met General Peng, Mao Zedong, and the others, he could explain everything.
“I have something important to report to you, Mr. Aike,” Layman said. His voice was filled with urgency.
Di Maria heard Mourinho’s voice and licked his lips, no one knowing what was going through his mind. He was rather unwilling to have that attack broken up just now. His movement when passing Alba earlier had been slightly too forceful, and he had failed to control the ball properly. Otherwise, he felt he could still have managed it.
Nearby, Real Madrid goalkeeper Iker Casillas stepped forward and patted Walcott and Jin Yuan on the back before leaving together with Albiol.
Although this demonstrated that the sect leaders were immensely powerful—that they could ascend to the heavens in broad daylight after only a few hundred years—it also created a problem. Frequent changes in leadership would severely hinder a sect’s development, and the impact would be even greater on a newly established sect such as the Heaven-Opening Sword Sect.
It was obvious that Kakuzu, having lived so long and grown accustomed to every kind of intrigue and betrayal, would not naively believe that this masked man he had never met was some chivalrous hero who drew his blade to right wrongs and asked nothing in return.
As a court minister, Wei Chen had been watching the spectacle like everyone else. Who could have imagined that the emperor would suddenly call on him by name and make him personally announce the punishment for the Fist Saint? This left him in an exceedingly difficult position.
Even with only a tenth of his current strength remaining, there was no way such magic could injure him. For that reason, Pope Larritt did not intervene.
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Shangguan Yunche’s body grew even more rigid. Fortunately, the darkness concealed the color of his face; otherwise, he would have been utterly humiliated.
The dean of the Heavenly Dao Martial Academy wore an exceptionally stern expression. Through this, he wanted to impress upon every student the importance of the upcoming challenge tournament.
Long Xiaoxuan picked a tent and crawled inside. It felt wonderful—soft and comfortable. More importantly, it was novel. This counted as trying something new. She had planned to camp outdoors when she came here; was this not exactly what she had hoped for?
Qin Wu searched with great care, but what depressed him was that he could not find a single blueprint related to the Underground Imperial City. This left him profoundly frustrated.
Those were miracles of the world on the same level as “Winter,” each incomparably powerful. Forget killing one of them and obtaining its soul—even with Nangong Hao’s current strength, he probably could not approach a demigod within a single step.
As Naruto and Sasuke continued speaking, they happened to glance at each other at the same moment. Then they saw that the other’s face had begun to tremble and contort slightly from desperately suppressing laughter. At last, neither could endure it any longer. Both clutched their stomachs and burst into uninhibited laughter.
Wang Yansi was secretly delighted. He knew that Ji Liuli had only been putting on an act. It had been merely two days—how could she possibly have transferred her affections to someone else?
Xie Jin’s filming proceeded with extraordinary smoothness. From indoor scenes to outdoor locations, everyone worked without pause, rotating through the schedule with not a moment’s respite.
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