Chapter 16

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Originally, Ye Shanghan indeed thought Chen Yanmei was involved, but now it was clear he had misunderstood her.
Qianqian was the receptionist Ye Shanghan had met before when he visited Demon Sound Media; she was one of Tianyin’s most trusted assistants.
“Grandpa Li, after all these years, why haven’t you come back to visit the Northwest?” Lin Zangtian shifted slightly and asked.
“I’ll kick you to death! I’ll beat you to death!” After saying this, Tang’er kicked me against the wall and slapped me. Then she slapped the wall loudly to make noise.
But now that he had experienced a rare encounter and become a magician, it was like he had received an early pass to the Imperial Magic and Martial Academy. How could Luolin not be thrilled?
“Why is this happening?” Tang’er had just spoken when she immediately realized—they couldn’t ascend any further.
Peng Jie: Not all fruits of nature are edible; the same logic applies to certain so-called “results.”
Shizi held Yunyan so that she couldn’t stop walking, while Yunyan smiled and tried to slow her pace, always wanting to rest with Shizi, repeatedly saying she was a bit tired.
Luolin slapped his forehead and closed his eyes again. Earlier, he had been too focused on circulating his fighting energy to notice the surroundings, only vaguely sensing a faint red glow flickering nearby.
Upon hearing this, Shizi deflated like a burst balloon, then scratched his head fiercely with both hands, before pacing in circles around the first-floor hall.
Those present who hadn’t participated in last night’s discussion with the First Generation were all enlightened, finding this explanation both novel and logically rigorous.
As the voice fell, willow branches whistled through the air with a sharp wind sound and snapped across the strong man’s face.
“Let’s go. I’ll try not to hold you back. Once we arrive, I’ll hide first,” Fang Ennuo said apologetically, immediately sensing Bai Minyu’s worry.

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For the first time in his life, he felt anxious—not because he couldn’t contact Xu Luyao, but because Xu Luyao didn’t want him to find her.
But they were more eager to try their luck; if they could defeat this strongest man, wouldn’t that make them the strongest?
Moreover, the Taoist sect needed to go through some battles. Only under extreme conditions could they learn more.
“Why aren’t you cooking brown sugar eggs and just hanging around here?” Bai Minyu looked at the two speechlessly. When Yu Wei spoke, he was already old enough to remember; at that time the kitchen was very busy, and he had even eaten a couple of brown sugar eggs that should have been eaten by his mother.
When Li Erdan heard this, he hadn’t spoken yet, but several villagers nearby were already displeased.
White Tiger, who had always been unaware of the situation, simply nodded, not knowing whether it was because no one with the proper status lived there.
Wuwei Daoist, after finishing speaking, gracefully sat down and smiled faintly while gazing at Lianyun City.
He could easily imagine this was only a probing attack; rumors said that even Xuan-level warriors could reverse the flow of an entire lake’s water—let alone Earth-level warriors.
Although this type of formation lacked supplies and interference, if your goal was a lightning strike to quickly wear down the opponent in a short time, this undoubtedly was the most convenient lineup.
Feng Lin nodded, not denying that the Dragon Clan teammate was indeed a liability and that there were too few experts.
The chaotic land remained as chaotic as ever; the turbulence stirred by Qi Tianshou calmed once more.
In other words, under someone else’s roof, they could be attacked anytime by the Burning Knife Sect. Chunhua nervously looked around, uncertain what to do after hearing the righteous monk’s words.
The generals of the Zhenyuan army in the main hall discussed among themselves, but without exception, they were shocked and baffled by the hypothetical scenario involving Yue Fei.

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A black vortex hung on the horizon like a great demon from the Nine Nether opening its massive mouth to swallow the mortal world. Fierce winds howled, clouds scattered, thunder rumbled, and lightning crackled.
“I’m somewhat puzzled—why have two Great Saints appeared?” Princess Iron Fan probed cautiously.
He thought this to himself and suddenly came up with a good idea. He had previously learned a so-called control technique.
“Wearing a wedding dress with a big belly might not look good. I want to wait until after the child is born to hold the wedding. We can get the marriage certificate first,” Fan Wanke said; she didn’t want to have a wedding while heavily pregnant, fearing how the media might report it.
“They know or suspect it’s the same matter, but I won’t expose it—that’s a different story,” Mo Wudao thought he could still keep a trick up his sleeve.
When Guangming Yao said this, he was staring only at Ye Fan, who could feel his entire body tense, ready to attack at any moment.
The Zhou family father and son wanted a visual effect, so they asked Master Jie Shi to keep the piece as intact as possible. So far, the champion piece remained whole.
Faced with the repeated provocations from the demonic path, even the best temper would start to show some anger.
The door was pushed open. Leng Ying’er was startled, thinking Yuan Bishou had come again, but it was a stranger.
Seeing the other party standing still, the burly man snorted disdainfully and began to take the initiative to attack.