Volume 1, Chapter 25: Return to Chang'an (Part I)

"Um..." Bai Yu slowly poked her head out from behind the stone door, trying her best to hide her body, and asked Shang Jingtian, who was leisurely drinking tea outside, "How do you wear this?" Bai Yu felt like she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

"As everyone knows, Chinese cinema has always excelled in realistic themes, and urban romance films focusing on emotions are rare. What considerations led you to make such a film?" The reporter who was addressed turned the target toward Er Dongsheng.

Mo Xie’s mouth twitched. He was too lazy to waste any more breath on this chubby guy, so he turned and walked toward Xu Ning.

A random invader from the universe possessed god-like power, easily destroying a city and killing millions.

"But please forgive my lifelong indulgence, uninhibited and love for freedom!" Hearing the fat man say this, Mo Xie sighed, groomed his bangs with a flamboyant expression, and said.

Just as Lisbeth was still contemplating the complex feelings in her heart, a roar like thunder erupted from the end of the crystal passage.

At this moment, he finally understood why the other person could cut in line without incident, while he was thrown out for doing the same.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Ye looked up at the sky. At this moment, three U.S. aircraft carriers had already deployed over a dozen fighter jets to circle around him.

"Born billions of years ago, but died once a hundred thousand years ago, and reborn ten thousand years ago. Fellow Daoist, tell me then, when was I generated, and from what was I born?" the Shadow asked.

The crowd of space pirates was stunned, their souls terrified, unable to believe their eyes.

People outside had already followed the source of the voice. All the doors on the second floor were open, except for the one where Zhong Hou and Fang Ting were, so naturally, they knew where their target was.

"Yes." Po Ri understood, covered his cheek, hung his head, and sat back down in the corner.

"Then why don't you go fly trains, planes, or spaceships?" Seeing how monstrously talented Zhong Hou was, and already feeling out of sorts, Sun Linlin didn't hold back in striking him down when she saw him acting so smug.

Without much thought, Lin Feng suddenly flickered his short sword, then switched to a reverse grip on the Yitian Sword, using the hilt to violently jab at Jian Jingfeng’s right hand. No matter what, he had to cripple Jian Jingfeng’s right hand and counter him.

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From Huai Genyu’s panic, Huai Genmu concluded that something must have happened to Huai Genqi; otherwise, the physically frail Huai Genyu would not have been running so breathlessly. Without a second thought, he threw on a robe and rushed out of the tent.

It wasn't until three hours later that all the cultivators on the Witch Tribe’s land suddenly felt a sense of relief, as that immense pressure vanished completely.

"Yes!" Fu Hai agreed, took off his shirt, and with a splash, leaped into the cold lake water. In no time at all, seven or eight lively lake fish were tossed onto the grass. Seeing this, Lin Feng rolled up his sleeves, walked to the lakeside, picked up a wooden basin, collected the fish, and began to clean them one by one.

Before long, the sound of messy footsteps rang out, and the wooden door gave a muffled creak at the same time.

To be safe, Ma Xiaolin decided to investigate Yang Yan's father personally. Only by figuring out all his circumstances could he formulate a meticulous plan.

This truly sent a chill down one's spine. And that advertisement from earlier—in a daze, Li Tao saw the date at the bottom: November 15th of last year. Thinking carefully, wasn't that exactly one year ago today? It couldn't be such a coincidence; Li Tao believed everything he had just seen was intentionally shown to him.

Whistling winds mixed with the sound of flowing water rang out outside the stone door. Ling Yan paused—could it be another torrent outside? If it led to some underground river, wouldn't she be finished?

She took a deep breath, looked at the serene Buddha statue behind her, and exhaled a long breath of stale air. The old monk beside her shook his head helplessly and retreated outside the hall.

But in Zhang Liang’s heart, he hadn't truly been defeated, because he had made Ying Gao suffer casualties several times greater than his own. He felt that if he and Ying Gao stood on equal ground, Ying Gao would absolutely be no match for him.

She raised her hand to beat the man in front of her, but he seemed unfazed. His long tongue pried open her teeth and forced its way in, stirring the nectar within her mouth.

Since they met, this was the first time she had observed the man in front of her in a calm state. Tang Xuan’s skin was not like Mu Qing and the others—it was somewhat dark, his eyes were large and bright, his eye sockets deeper than others, his nose bridge high and straight, and his lips slightly thick, unlike a Central Plains person.

After this blue light appeared, the giant crocodile’s body was frozen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Perhaps it was the fact that Di Xiaoli was easygoing that gave Wu Nana and her roommates the illusion that they were all pushovers. During those days in late October, she kept running to Mei Yali’s dorm.

Afterward, Lu Yun left the headquarters of the Blood Oath Knights. As soon as he stepped out, he saw Asuna and Yui.

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Although not entirely sure if this was the antidote, Ye Fan still placed the pills into Mu Xuehan’s mouth.

After all, in this man-eating place, one had to continuously improve their combat power to remain valued by the Xiongnu. Xiang Yu understood this point very well.

"I must leave this place immediately. Once the demon beasts form a perimeter, it will be difficult to escape!" Qin Xuan was anxious.

Ling Yunzi returned with a white jade bottle. "Junior brothers and sisters, here are three drops of Condensation Dew. Please use them sparingly." It took a hundred years for three drops of Condensation Dew to form; it was a top-tier spiritual medicine. Originally, he hadn't wanted to lend it, but they were fellow disciples, so it was hard to refuse, and he had taken it out with reluctance.

"It is better for unrelated people to forget early; there is no need to remember," Cheng Yunmo said indifferently.

The material of the clothes on the other person was directly exposed—the quality was just too poor; it was hard to tell which street stall they had been bought from.

Dao Ming Zhenren was startled and said, "Forget it. You should go to your master’s Fengyu Mountain; it is much quieter there." Last time, Tan Shaobai had ruined all his treasures; this time, no matter what, he dared not let him go to his own place again.

A moment later, the spatial array was finally fully activated. As a surge of void energy washed over them, Qin Xuan and the others vanished from the spot.

After toying with it for a while, Li Xin'an looked at Leopard Nine on the ground. Leopard Nine was covered in blood, his body trembling slightly from excessive blood loss.

The sword in Dugu Xue’s hand appeared before him like a startled swan, the tip already touching the center of his brow.