Chapter 46
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Xiao Tian smiled as he handed the computer to Meiru, then turned around and came back, his mind occupied with other thoughts. Around them were rows upon rows of humans sealed in liquid capsules, some having undergone cybernetic modifications, others genetically altered into half-beasts, and still others appearing as normal humans but with strikingly exceptional appearances and physiques.
However, Lu Ping's advice made sense. Therefore, Fei Xu planned that when he attempted to transform into a tiger in the future, he would find a remote location and have Uroboros and Lu Wei watch over him, preferably with Fox and Kanaloa nearby as well.
The great beasts of Yinshan instinctively fled at the sight of a few living humans, daring only to feed on corpses when no one was around.
At this moment, Meng Mo was more curious about his abundant harvest and wanted to examine the newly acquired compendium more closely.
Suddenly, Xiao Tian’s long backpack tipped over, and as Meiru helped to steady it, a package fell to the ground.
In truth, if not for the will left by his grandfather stating that should he and Fang Yichen both perish, all assets would be donated, things would have been different.
When Shen Changqing first arrived in this world, he felt somewhat out of place, but over time, he grew accustomed to it.
She hesitated, articulating each word carefully; by the end, her pronunciation was precise.
“If it weren’t for our close relationship, I’d think you were deliberately teasing me… Is the next phrase going to be about my signature Flame Spear?”
The journey from the imperial palace to the Su family estate took half an hour, but time seemed to stretch interminably. Silence fell so deep that even the sound of a needle dropping could be heard. Shards of a tea cup pierced Xiao Chenyun’s palm, blood dripping drop by drop.
“Such turmoil in the Su estate, and with you carrying child, my heart is unsettled. So I came back quietly with my elder brother. The border conflicts aren’t urgent, and with the Marquis of the Nation and Governor Mo stationed here, I feel at ease.”
A sudden voice caused Jing Xuan to look up, only to see a fan raised before a face, accompanying a melodious, teasing laughter.
Fortunately, they sat in a private room, so others were not disturbed. Even so, Kou Qi Changxia could not help but feel awkward.
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As night fell, she placed two bottles of beer beside her, sitting on the windowsill watching the bustling traffic below, suddenly feeling restless.
The egret remained in its basket, following Mulu, for in this city, wherever Mulu placed it was unsafe.
A heavy, cloying scent filled the air; the handsome face contorted in an unprecedented expression of rage and ferocity, with a few strands of loose hair lending a deadly allure.
Yet the stubborn brown spots proved resistant, whether through skincare or secret herbal remedies, no significant results appeared.
He Chaosheng seemed deeply worried; unable to help otherwise, Mulu quietly took his hand to offer some comfort.
Once the matter was settled, they would assess the situation—if the evildoers had caused much harm and public resentment was great, they would be dealt with decisively.
The human-faced demon insect reacted swiftly, suddenly raising its head to spray a cloud of blue mist.
“Tyrant lord, how will you face Wukong after this?” The pipa player was also angered.
The enemy consisted of a vast number of vampires and even more allied tribes; with just a single legion fighting on foreign soil, it was natural they were at a disadvantage.
For some reason, hearing those words stirred sorrow deep within her; she vaguely recalled having said similar things to her master—boldly declaring that no matter what happened, she would never leave because her master was her greatest admiration, unless her master no longer wanted her.
Lu Tianchong charged forward with great strides—or rather, he tumbled forward; two sharp smacks landed on Meng Anju’s cheeks, leaving a handprint on each side.
Silence enveloped the surroundings; even the birdsong had vanished. The world held only Ashui alone.
The four finally crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, yet no breath of life remained; their eyes bulged wildly, veins darkened with poison, and they died.
Lian’er was an unhealed scar among them—perhaps only a wound in Shen Ruoyu’s heart.
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“What did you say?” Yang Qingdi and Sun Qiansi exchanged glances; their ancestors were none other than Yang Jian and Sun Wukong. How could Gu Hua, just a mere mortal, have any connection with the Three Realms?
During the clash between Hu Sanniang and Shi Jin and Dong Yizhuang against Dong Chengzhi, Hu Sanniang swiftly drew a red silk lasso and threw it at Dong Chengzhi, who was caught off guard and ensnared. With a strong pull, Hu Sanniang yanked him to the ground, where Lin Chong caught up and skewered Dong Chengzhi to death with a spear.
“Hmph, that foul woman, just because she’s pretty, she dares to look down on me!” After lunch, Zhuang Boyi and a few like-minded troublemakers crouched in a corner of the playground, still fuming about the first class.
At the same time, Ao Gulen descended swiftly from Sword Flame Terrace, his robes pristine as snow, ethereal as an exiled immortal drifting down to earth.
Su Zheng, having served as an official for many years and now in management, no longer acted rashly; he now knew how to resolve conflicts with the softest touch, employing elegant strategies that offended no one—a tactic most beneficial to them for the time being.
The Duke of England's household was comforted by the fact that after such a harrowing ordeal, the Duke and his wife had truly reconciled.
After the meeting concluded, Lin Feng immediately left, hopping into his Ferrari and heading to the "Heaven, Earth, and Humanity" wellness center.
The next morning, Lin Chong, Lu Junyi, Yue Pengju, Han Shizhong, Sun An, and Dong Yizhuang mobilized fifty thousand troops, bringing gunpowder to the siege of Hangzhou. Upon seeing the approaching Song army, the city’s bandits hurriedly reported to Fang Tianding within the city.
Finding signs at the stairwell indicating several restaurants on the top floor, they took the elevator straight to the fifth floor without hesitation. Though their parents were reluctant, their expressions betrayed joy and relief: after decades of raising their child, he finally understood the meaning of filial piety.
Ao Gulen’s physical body was extraordinarily powerful, and his comprehension of the Way of Heaven was profound. Before the contest, Qin Ming had bestowed upon him several defensive spiritual artifacts. Even though Chu Chen still had a thunder strike talisman, it was incapable of reversing the tide.