Chapter 109: Succubus (17)

Lover of Monsters The bright moon fills the branches. 2191 words 2026-04-13 20:25:33

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Among the four great campus beauties of Huaxia University, every one of them besides her was a prominent figure, constantly surrounded by gossip and exceptionally active. She alone never participated in any social events, refused all media invitations, and lived a solitary, reclusive life.

The forest had already been draped in red and green, with endless fallen leaves swept up by the wind, covering every corner and carpeting the earth in color. Even on the city streets, thick layers of leaves were piling up.

Miraculously, once the pattern appeared, a flash of light erupted. The stone tablet placed at the center immediately sank into the earth, and the bright red pattern vanished along with it.

"Among the ten great young powerhouses, he is probably the weakest. Damn it, all that talk about him being the 'number one' is just a bluff," Jiang Dong said with disdain, glaring at the once-lofty top young expert.

This disc was quite interesting. Beyond its inherent spatial laws, its most formidable feature was its ability to temporarily absorb energy and soul power to fuel those laws. Even as a temporary effect, it was impressive—is this an ancient array technique?

Ultimately, Chen Jingming's failure was indirectly caused by me. If I hadn't ruined his opportunity back then, he would now be the legitimate Vice General Manager of Baoli Department Store, and he would never have needed to take such desperate risks, ending up in this precarious situation.

"Has the year really ended just like that, Dirk?" Yi Yang did not take a step forward, instead asking a question that sounded quite foolish.

It was indeed the case; Cardinal had no time to move laterally. Yi Yang easily overtook him and charged toward the basket.

The Mad Blade Marquis looked unwilling. He was already infinitely close to the level of a Nether Venerable. This battle today had even given him a glimmer of inspiration, allowing him to faintly touch the threshold of that realm. The Mad Blade Marquis was confident that as long as he did not die today, he would certainly break through within five years.

In the center of the Wutong forest stood a bamboo house shrouded in an array. This house was the site of Ji Qingwu's secluded cultivation.

Chu Mu's pupils constricted, and he immediately snatched up the jade slip that recorded the crafting method for the incomplete puppet soldiers.

However, the Dominican Republic was currently plagued by internal strife and external threats. People couldn't even afford to eat, and there was the constant risk of the nation being annihilated. Perhaps he should ascend to the throne first and then, like Washington, voluntarily relinquish the role of dictator.

Fang Xun felt drowsy while listening to the lecture. He repeatedly rubbed his face, trying to wake himself up.

But most people would certainly choose to seize the opportunity to break through; after all, people in desperate situations will grasp at any chance they can reach.

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Being pulled by her like that, Yun Qi was stunned for a moment, looking at her in confusion. Did he really look like someone capable?

Zhu Yishui had been on pins and needles because of this matter, his scalp numb with anxiety, while you were still putting on an act. If you had this kind of background, why didn't you say so earlier?

She had once lost far too many relatives; she knew there were too many accidental factors in this world.

But do not forget, this world is always dominated by the mediocre; geniuses are merely a rare few.

As Ailin followed Saili's previous instructions, he continuously poured his own spirituality into the Angel's Scepter in his hand.

Thinking back to how Zhang Juan had carefully chosen her words in the Detai Hall, Su Ruhui felt a sudden sense of bewilderment. From the thirty-second year of Changtai to the thirty-third, it had been less than a year, yet due to all the events that had transpired, it felt as if several years had passed.

Time ticked by bit by bit. Ye Tian had already drained more than half of the wild ox's life. The beast was in a bad state now; the red glow in its eyes was no longer as demonic as before, and white mist sprayed from its two massive nostrils.

The so-called "not relying on a support" does not mean Ezreal doesn't need one; the presence of a support is still very important. It is just that when the support is not in the bottom lane, Ezreal is the most self-sufficient of all ADC heroes. This is an alternative talent determined by his unique skills, unlike others.

"Could this be Long Jinpeng's doing, and these words are meant to deceive you?" There was definitely something fishy about this matter. Helan Yao could not fathom it for a moment, so she asked tentatively.

"What are you doing here?" King Qing was already fuming. Seeing her expression, which seemed neither alive nor dead, he flew into a rage and started berating whoever was in sight.

Helan Yao hesitated for a moment, then placed her hand into Long Shaoyan's palm, walking toward the seats with him.

Su Ruhui already knew the rest of what she was going to say without her speaking—they must have crossed paths, yet somehow Song Caifan had managed to anger Zhang Juan to this extent right in front of Gan Pei.

The Yonghui Hall fell into a flurry of activity. Liu Zezhong was sent to a side hall; after stopping his bleeding, he hurriedly stood up, intending to go see Mao Leiyan.

"Wow! I’m going to buy a lottery ticket! I’m going to buy one right now!" Li Sihan exclaimed, hugging He Xiaoyi and jumping up and down, as happy as a hundred-pound child.

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"Alright, enough talk. Let’s eat," Mu Zifei said, quickly changing the subject when he saw the somber mood of the group.

Although Xin Tian did not care for these massive cash rewards or the qualification for the Earth-level Cosmic Kingdom, they were things that most preliminary contestants coveted.

Qing Lan and Luo Ying signaled the remaining dozen or so white-robed immortals to retreat, forbidding them from participating in this battle, or the other one on Liuyun’s side, because they would only serve as cannon fodder and go to their deaths.

Her hair, like fine silk, scattered on the ground, yet it was held aloft by a mysterious force, and her entire body was suffused with a white, sacred light.

"We have discovered the passage to the Central Continent." George’s first sentence stripped everyone away from the joy of the wedding banquet.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the auction house turned cold. Everyone stopped chatting and sat in silence, each lost in their own thoughts.

Yet, there was an indescribable air of arrogance about them, which made it clear that they were people who had long held high positions.

Yuan Anning brought up these two matters at the banquet because she had been following Nan Feng, and Zhuge Chanjuan had not seen Nan Feng for a long time. Tonight, Nan Feng ought to go to Zhuge Chanjuan.

Shentu Zhengmao and Jiang Tianlu exchanged a glance, and an invisible mental attack simultaneously struck the main body of the Sky Tree.

In this current era, Earth-level spirits are even rarer than in the ancient times, because this era does not manifest Venerables, nor are there any secret techniques for cultivating the spirit. This is why the dozens of Emperor-level martial artists outside the Tianyun Mountain Range were so shocked by Liu Wuyah and Qilian Yunshan.