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"I have to go to self-study tonight, and it’s hard to find a seat if I’m late." Ye Li prepared to decline. She had already bought steamed buns and kept them in her cupboard to eat later. Besides, she and Chen Yue were not close enough to dine together.

"The battery connection isn't very good," Qin Lang said. Ye Li was stunned, wondering why he would suddenly care about her phone. She hadn't yet managed to pull herself out of her own emotions; her head was bowed so low that her tears finally spilled over, landing on her trousers with a soft pat.

The condensation of a Soul Seal involves the spirit; each time one is formed, a strand of spiritual energy must be drawn from the spirit itself.

As she spoke, she squatted down, searched the man’s body, and found a wireless walkie-talkie. She pressed the button, and the conversation from the other end came through.

"Back off." Lin Jiu signaled to Winnie, who was already at a distance, to retreat further and try to get out of their attack range.

This skill scroll was something that, if it met the right buyer, would make them exhaust every resource to purchase it. Lin Jiu felt even less worried about being able to gather enough Paradise Coins to upgrade his technique level.

In the courtyard, only Smith Connor remained, sitting calmly at the stone table without saying a word.

Therefore, when Amamiya Noriko arrived at the art museum, Chieda Riho, who was waiting at the entrance, went straight to greet her.

This torture, devoid of hope, ground away at his taut nerves second by second, like a dull blade.

In that instant, Daniel’s gaze froze, locked onto the object inside the metal box, unmoving. Even as the bone-chilling air caused his cheeks to crack, he did not stir.

Everyone was stunned. What kind of nonsense was this? They had watched Liu Chenxiang sitting there for less than the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, and the moment he stood up, he claimed to be invincible?

Although the Thousand-Faced Man had killed many and collected many skin masks, Nen users were not exactly a dime a dozen. Among the nearly thousand masks he had accumulated, only a dozen possessed Nen abilities.

"It’s me." A voice sounded from outside the door. Lu Man felt it was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite place who it was.

"You talk too much." Yang Han evaded the question and remained uncharacteristically silent instead of answering.

Ling Tian looked at this even more dazzling crystal core, which flickered with a red light, and suddenly realized the truth. Her heart was filled with both confusion and a touch of joy.

Compared to this pitch-black slaughter blade, Yang Jun felt the dagger in his own hand was merely a piece of scrap metal—no, it wasn't even as good as scrap metal; it was practically a child’s toy.

Therefore, Qin Feng had to control Ankang City. Only by truly occupying this place could he have the advantage of proximity. Once a spatial rift appeared, Qin Feng would be the first to seize it and use it as a stronghold to establish his own "apocalypse base."

"..." Luo Xun opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. He vaguely remembered this incident being a misunderstanding, though that man was indeed no good.

Still uneasy, Jian Dong and Jian Bei searched through every room, but they could not find Hong the Woodcutter.

A short soldier, even thinner than the "beanpole" in their class, handed him a thick white towel and then opened the oven that stood taller than a man.

Finally! The man in white was getting closer and closer to where Cang Feng was, but the former seemed unable to see the bystander. The two were as if separated by a world, impossibly distant.

"...Alright." Yu Yunshi laughed helplessly. "If Feng Tianhui were to suddenly see Cui Yang coming to find her, especially after having just been terrorized by a baby spirit, she would surely lose her composure."

Zhuang Yan’s father froze for a moment and turned to look at Zhuang Yan’s grandfather, only to see two lines of tears flowing from the old man's cloudy eyes.

The crystal ball glowed with blue light. "Primary Water Element Mage. Very well, you may proceed to the next round of testing," the instructor said, pointing toward the blue corridor.

Ruan Nuo reached out and took it. The talisman paper was folded neatly, and it carried a faint, refreshing scent of pine wood.

Upon hearing this, Xiang Shaolong felt quite troubled. If Mr. Wang were to beg him, he truly wouldn't be able to refuse.

"Is that all? Nothing else?" Ma Mei stared with her large eyes, her long lashes fluttering, which made her look quite captivating.

Just as he was about to finish off Shockwave, that annoying Driller appeared again, breaking through the earth and extending several sharp drills to bind his legs tightly.

For now, he could withstand the enemy's relentless offensive because he was currently activating a power-enhancing state, and his Ninth-Level Bright Blood qi was constantly regenerating his injuries.

Furthermore, given the inherent danger of this mode, it was only available to military personnel. Upon selecting this mode, the system would warn the player of the risks and require them to agree to a disclaimer.

Thinking of this, Granny Leng and Bei Bingyan dared not delay further. They hurriedly released their vast divine sense to scan the area, but after the first sweep, they found nothing. This place was just an ordinary desolate sea with thin spiritual energy and barren resources; there was no trace of the Ice Soul or that Daoist Haiping.

There were more people building houses than before. In particular, government departments were increasingly in need of new construction, requiring large quantities of building materials. People from the Guan family’s kiln came to haul bricks every day.

With a "creak," the wooden door opened, and two guards walked in respectfully.

What did Li Shu write to me? Did he realize his problem? Or does it mean... we are going to make up?

I felt a bit helpless—at least, I felt helpless toward Sun Yiqing’s irrational behavior at that moment—but I was also comforted, because it showed that he cared about me.

However, a simple phrase like "inconceivable power" was completely insufficient for Cai Xu to understand the strength of the so-called Forbidden Legion on that basis alone.

"Silver Six!" After sighing and offering an explanation to Huang Ju, Cai Xu immediately addressed the few remaining Canglang Guards by his side with a look of determination.

At this time, Guan Hongda was in his sixties, and Wu Bingxin was over fifty; both could be considered elderly at their age. Between old friends, there were many common topics. They sat in the courtyard for a long time, and by the end, they had pretty much figured out each other's backgrounds.

It could be said that this Void Heaven Realm already possessed a portion of the legendary strength of a Void Refinement cultivator. This was the fundamental reason why Heaven-Men could leap to a level above ordinary Spirit Severing cultivators after breaking through. Zhang Zhipei’s Void Heaven Realm was far superior to the cave abodes of ordinary Heaven-Men, making it his true trump card.