Chapter 53: You Are Different from Others

“Very well, I approve!” The Snow Night Emperor’s face glowed with red light, clearly pleased. If Xue Qinghe were to marry, it would ease one of his worries.

Tang Niannian looked at this ailing emperor with a twinge of pity. Speaking of which, Qian Renxue was a ruthless woman—she had been lurking by Xue Qinghe’s side for years, seized him in one fell swoop, and poisoned other princes in secret. How sinister that sounded.

Tang Niannian shook her head, then—

“All right, you go your way, I’ll go mine. As soon as there’s news, we’ll regroup here immediately!” said Shi Yi.

Tang Yin laughed heartily. Without resorting to his realm powers, his disciple had already managed to tear his robe, which spoke volumes about the disciple’s strength. But that wasn’t why he was attacking the big brick. Their frequent sparring showed Tang Yin was a responsible master.

“Heh, could it be that when you mentioned ‘fat meat,’ you meant those Yellow Turban rebels active in the Qingzhou region?” Xu Gui smiled slightly, his expression not one of surprise at Wang Meng’s words but as if he had known all along.

“You even counted that girl Lian Guizi! Damn, just because your brother is the point guard, you don’t need to show such blatant favoritism! Zhang Yang, as long as you can guarantee I’m not the one the boss drills after the match, I’ll give you a pair of Nike CP3 basketball shoes!” Platinum Dragon glanced disdainfully at Zhang Kuang and said to Zhang Yang.

“Why? Father, wouldn’t it be better to give these weapons to the disciples? That way, the Tang family would be better protected. If we had these weapons last time, they wouldn’t have broken into the Tang family so easily,” Tang Wan asked, puzzled.

Miao Renfeng shook his head. Even if the Three Sovereigns were born wise, they wouldn’t speak such commanding words at such a young age.

The phone rang, but Lin Xinru paid it no mind. Weight loss was paramount; everything else, including a husband, had to take a backseat. No matter who it was, she couldn’t afford to give up halfway.

“You city folks live in comfort, but now you’re fleeing with an old woman like me.” The old lady clearly loved to talk, chattering nonstop.

Wu Feng sat down on the ground decisively. For three years, at the slightest disturbance, he’d run. But the Tianyan Compass in their hands kept changing, as if a demon mage unit was assisting behind the scenes, rendering their big black pot useless.

The layouts of the second, third, and fourth courtyards were similar to the first, only the fifth courtyard showed some differences.

Zhang Tianhu saw that he was clearly at a disadvantage and quickly ordered, “Use grenades!” Without hesitation, he threw a grenade with deadly accuracy toward Tuoba Jin, who was charging straight at him.

Lin Yi’s face still wore a faint smile, but his right hand was soaked in blood, hanging loosely by his side. Blood dripped slowly from his fingertips onto the ground… A chilling, eerie aura spread, instilling profound dread.

Han Luo’s current level of philosophy was thanks to these predecessors and his own diligent studies.

An intervertebral bone was twisted and broken, signaling that all of An Jing’s cultivation would be lost! The rest of his life would be spent in a wheelchair.

Though Mr. Long hadn’t been here these days, they still persisted in practicing the Shadowless Thirteen Fist and the Elusive Trace Technique he had taught every day.

With a bound, she was struck by Xiahou Chun’s spear, but she felt no regret. She smiled broadly, as if to say: Father, I’m no less capable than the boys.

Xu Tian sat dumbfounded on the ground. Only now did he realize just how much he had obtained. And now that a single word could render all this useless, he understood how foolish he had been.

Uchiha Fugaku’s appearance was something Haruno Sakura had seen with her own eyes years ago at the ninja academy. It was truly hard to imagine how such an ordinary face could have fathered two sons like that.