The End of the Great Dream 3

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These people were none other than Captain Song and his team, who had come to carry out the mission. The ones who had just spoken were Old Kong and Pockmarked Wang.

Refusing to believe it, Old Kong took the iron shovel from Pockmarked Wang and tried it out himself a few times. He immediately realized that perhaps the shovel was not long enough, while the stone slab was too thick, wide, and hard. Consequently, even with prying, it was still impossible to reach the other side of the stone slab.

Crown Prince Huang always felt that the dog was too stupid to understand human speech at all. With that tail-wagging, clinging attitude of its, the possibility of it biting someone on its own was basically zero. Only people devoid of courage and common sense would be scared half to death by it.

"Rest at ease and recover from your illness... I will definitely not abandon you." Prince Chen had already turned to walk out the door, but he still turned his head back and said these words.

Every generation of the Spirit of Water Dusk would choose a master from the imperial family to guard the Kingdom of Water Dusk alongside it.

"You!" Prince Chen sprang up violently from the bed! Bending over on the bed, he clamped his hands around Rong Wanxi's neck.

The chip designed by Xu Huasheng fully took into account the current capabilities of China's semiconductor industry.

Taking the recording, Zhang Jiaze hurriedly changed his shoes and prepared to go out, but was stopped by Song Yazhu.

The black spring water was like boiling water, continuously bubbling with ink-black air bubbles, which then exploded violently, causing the water surface to ripple. Xiao Yan, sitting cross-legged, endured the bone-deep agony that pierced his soul, yet showed no intention of stopping.

The garden fell silent instantly. Following light footsteps, Meng Qiu walked out with a flower basket over her arm and a bright smile on her face. She first glanced left and right, and seeing that Bingyun was still in the east picking petals with no abnormalities, she walked away directly.

Li Ziyu opened her mouth, truly at a loss for how to answer. She glanced at Long Xu, wanting to mention that her younger brother had been abducted by a mysterious person, but felt it difficult to broach the subject.

Although Han Luo was not involved in the circles of geomancy, feng shui, or Taoism, he was, after all, a half-step Hua-realm martial artist, and his comprehension of heaven, earth, and life was profound.

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The voice was even more urgent than the last time, clearly indicating that the situation was worse than before. The Cao army was presumably imminent.

Under this wave of pain, the spirit beast let out a wild roar, growing even more enraged! It seemingly had not expected that it would be repeatedly attacked by a human cultivator at the late Marrow-Cleansing stage during a battle.

Xiao He and the others could not swim, which was no big deal in Xiao He's eyes. After all, professional esports teams were professional teams, but it was impossible for the professional players to follow them around every day. Therefore, the ones organizing the boss raids were the club's guild departments—to put it simply, just more skilled players.

The scenery of East Lake was magnificent yet retained the gentle elegance of Jiangnan, long renowned as the "Grand Scenery of Chu Rhyme and Mountains: East Lake." The nearly ten-li-wide lake water surged boundlessly, resembling the sea yet lacking the violent waves of the ocean, carrying instead a greater sense of tranquility.

In fact, Ying left one thing unsaid: when she had just disposed of the first Sound ninja, she had almost wanted to turn around and finish off the second Sound ninja as well. If she had done that, she might have accidentally injured Xiyuan.

"I understand!" After listening to Wan Hai's words, Old Man Liao nodded gently, unhurriedly picked up the teacup beside him, and softly blew away the tea leaves floating on top. Taking a small sip of tea, he slowly put the teacup back down without speaking, merely closing his eyes to rest his mind.

"The bones of a Martial Emperor expert are indeed extraordinary. Aside from all of Chen Han's cultivation techniques and martial arts skills, this skeleton alone is well worth me keeping in my collection." Zhu Xiao grabbed Chen Han's corpse and tossed it casually into his spatial ring.

Yet even so, the losing trend on the Eastern Liang side was still so obvious, which could only prove that the Crown Prince of Northern Chu was the more skillful player.

Having finally remembered everything and recognized her own feelings, in the end, was she still unable to save Wuxie?

A family portrait is a moment frozen in its most perfect form, after which you will feel sorrow, because you can never again possess that almost cruelly perfect state.

"Of course I have good things to share with you, hehe." Yuan Ben said, producing a glazed jar from the Divine Machine Box, which was filled with a bright red liquid.

"There's no need to guess now. Someone is definitely here, and moreover, they are waiting for us, and even watching us!" Limeng said with a dark expression.

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A ribbon-like colorful radiance swept across the sky, leaving behind brilliant ripples, while the cyan-colored enchantress was completely swallowed by that light.

As for Ruowuxin, the reason she chose not to answer was because she had never even considered letting Ruowuxin be Luo Yu's father.

After recuperating on the couch for a few days, Rong Qian's complexion looked somewhat better. However, because she needed to practice the Ice-Condensation Technique, she temporarily had no time to rest.

Meanwhile, Chi Qi looked at his nose and his heart, kneeling with his whole body feeling awkward, completely unaware that the Queen Mother was gazing at him with a peculiar expression.

The martial artist from the Tianma Town Garrison felt as though he had been locked onto by a hunting beast, the suffocating sensation in his chest making it hard for him to breathe.

At the exact hour of Chen, the Liang army camps beneath the hills had wisps of cooking smoke curling upward, figures darting back and forth, and horses neighing. Taking advantage of the clearing snow, the soldiers mended weapons, transported supplies, patched tents, and cleaned saddles. The entire encampment presented a bustling scene.

The medicinal scent inside the room was much stronger than outside, and Luo Yuting initially found it somewhat unfamiliar.

As the intensity of the battle between Tongxuan and the sea lion beast escalated, Chu Ming felt the surrounding spiritual energy surge uncontrollably, almost causing him to lose control of his mind.

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