The Great Demon King 3

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Liyuanji was so terrified on the spot that she shrieked an expletive, then took a step back, only for her legs to give way, sending her tumbling into the sea.
Song Xuan looked down at her and picked up the whip; the servant retreated. Su Yunnuan broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that this man had truly gone mad.
It seemed her body was in no serious condition. He held her shoulders and pressed her pale face against his chest.
"I don't care," Dong replied coldly. A chill seemed to emanate from his words, leaving one with the feeling that he was keeping everyone at a distance.
Xu Yang scanned his surroundings and discovered that while most people were not injured, their eyes revealed only helplessness and despair.
The moment the "Survivor Elimination Program" was initiated, all game rooms temporarily lost their original rules and Game Masters.
It is unknown how much time had passed when Yan Fei slowly regained consciousness. The first thing he felt was a stabbing pain in his brain, as if it were about to split open. The blood on the back of his head had already dried, but when he turned his neck to adjust his position, he felt dizzy and disoriented.
The bald man’s expression showed a trace of surprise, and for a fleeting second, he appeared dazed. By the time he regained his focus, he realized he had already let go.
Just like that, an impulsive, unthinking answer had landed him here, having a picnic on this dainty, flowery cloth.
"Here, for you?" Song Xuan handed a piece of grilled fish to Su Yunnuan. She hesitated for a moment, realizing that, despite her age, this was the first time she had ever eaten grilled fish.
He shook his head. "Only Xie Fu. Go and find out where he lives." I understood immediately. Xie Fu was the school principal in the eyes of the public, but his son, Xie Tianyuan, had "died" long ago, so no matter how he died this time, he would not reappear.
"Goodnight, President Fu." Lin Jiajia said this, pushed his arm away, and walked toward her room at a normal pace.
When Du Ruo woke up again, the room was lit with candles, the thick, arm-sized tapers illuminating the space brightly.
He could not stay by Wang Yuyao's side every day; if there were an emergency in the underworld, he would have to return. But what would she do if she encountered danger in the meantime?

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Walking toward the CEO's office, the outer door was left ajar. Lin Jiajia pushed it open and heard the silver-bell-like laughter of Yu Jiaqi coming from the inner room.
Director Wang's eyes were as small as mung beans; when he squinted, one couldn't even tell where his pupils were.
Lu Shi, hearing that Du Ruo had made many pastries, drooled with stars in his eyes. If not for Lu Wu keeping a watchful eye nearby, he likely would have lunged over to hug Du Ruo.
I smiled bitterly, my heart aching with a sense of disappointment and the resentment of being betrayed by a friend.
Du Ruo nodded upon hearing this; it was indeed true. She had long wanted to get out of bed and move around, but Lu Wu had stubbornly kept her resting for two or three days.
Collaborating and being friends with intelligent people is a comfortable experience, because they can always anticipate what you want to do, and you are capable of giving them what they desire.
Feng Tianzhao raised his Holy Sword of Radiance, aligning himself with Long Teng. The three blades—one black, one white, and one red—pointed simultaneously at the giant monster.
On the way here, Li Qiang had already told Yi Han the truth: he had come to save someone, not for the Divine Treasury, which contradicted what he had previously told Yi Han.
The Divine Venerable of Spring and Autumn unleashed a Spring and Autumn Sword strike; his swordsmanship was far more terrifying than that of the Four Seasons Swordsman who had come before.
If I want to become a core web author, I must surpass these two. Compared to them, Zhuang Bifan is nothing.
The next day, Qian Chu submitted another memorial, requesting that Zhao Guangyi annex Wuyue. Zhao Guangyi remained resolute.
The old man from Bichi bought out all the corundum in the blacksmith shop and immediately doubled the price, leaving Xi Feng trembling with rage.
That was the abbot's quarters where the old head of the monastery lived—the place where Tripitaka resided—now reduced to ruins.
As he spoke, he shattered a bolt of heavenly lightning with his bare hands, though this time, he felt a slight numbness in his arm.

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Mo Dehai let out an "Ouch" and stumbled to the ground. The incident was so unexpected that he nearly knocked out his teeth.
Though the words were the same, the significance was entirely different coming from Li Xiao compared to the Ox-Head guardian.
Their identification cards were all forgeries. Upon entry, a hacker had breached the prison’s system, which was the only reason they were able to get in without obstruction. However, time was limited, and they had to hurry, or they wouldn't be able to get out.
"You've got to be kidding me? Do you city inspectors actually regulate this sort of thing? Fine, fine, I won't be stubborn anymore, alright?" Ye Zhen had wanted to play it cool and suave, but he hadn't expected to run into the city inspectors. Had society really changed this much? He couldn't believe the city inspectors were actually policing a few cigarette butts on the ground.
When Situ Hai heard the old man’s words, a flash of terror crossed his eyes. Upon seeing the old man, Situ Hai’s expression was one of extreme shock, and his hands trembled imperceptibly—though it was only for a fleeting moment.
That morning, before the sun had even shown its face, the weather was stifling, like a steamer, making people feel incredibly restless.
It turned out that the building's facade was decorated with I-beams. They had brought high-performance explosives as planned, intending to climb while attaching the bombs into the grooves of the I-beams. They were currently playing rock-paper-scissors to decide who would attach the bombs.
Yokomichi Shinichi charged forward. Shi Xiaofeng seized the opening, landing a left hook near his eye socket, followed by a turning sweep kick—Yokomichi Shinichi fell to the ground and took a long time to crawl back up, retreating dejectedly. Shi Xiaofeng chuckled to himself: Could the Black Snake Association really be filled with such cowards?
Tan Mengyu noticed that his hand was resting on her leg this time and not moving; she feigned ignorance and let him be. Mu Mangzi, however, grew uneasy; his palms began to sweat, yet he couldn't bear to move his hand away, trying his best to control his breathing.
Finding a new high-efficiency energy source overnight was unrealistic, so our scientists were now focusing all their energy on searching for new high-efficiency battery materials. Such materials were essential for developing emerging energy sources, and this could be considered a head start in researching new energy.