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I couldn't help but wonder to myself: if Otaku really let those two-eyes go, how should I finish him off, or should I simply let him go? But if he actually killed the two-eyes, what kind of person would he become?

By now, it was noon, the hottest time of the day. They hadn't walked far before Hanlai was drenched in sweat from the heat. Being anxious to find someone, she didn't notice that the eastern sky was burning red, looking as though someone had set a fire on the horizon, one that threatened to blaze ever brighter.

The person who had helped Xu Xiongfeng handle the company affairs stood up and spoke to Ji Feng. Because he had orchestrated the entire matter, he knew the company's affairs better than anyone else.

Hai He leaped into the clearing he had blasted open with his gunfire, slipping his pistol back into its holster mid-air. Before his feet even touched the ground, an astonishing sight occurred: several rocks sprang up into the air like startled cats with their fur on end, hurtling straight toward him.

Mengmeng and I walked out. Paying them no mind whatsoever, Mengmeng hoisted a woven plastic sack and headed toward the street outside.

Li Zhiming was hauled rapidly upward. It seemed the grappling hook had caught hold, though it was impossible to tell where exactly it had fastened. At the same time, the shockwave and flames of the explosion surged upward, instantly engulfing both Li Zhiming and Duan Xing.

Yet at that very moment, as if receiving some command, the opponents abruptly drove away, leaving firearms scattered everywhere and fleeing in an instant. Everyone maintained their defensive positions at the building's entrance until reinforcements arrived and heavily secured the perimeter before stepping outside.

"Young master-in-law!" Seeing Mother Wang standing in the living room, Zhang Xiao smiled warmly. He increasingly felt that this place was his true home, and no matter where he was, he constantly longed to return.

Zhang Xiaohua merely observed for a split second; the purple Qi was still circulating within her body without being suppressed. As she lifted her steps and approached the palace, the purple Qi actually carried a sense of excitement, as though something inside the palace was calling to it.

As a result, before the normal state could even last for two seconds, another Medusa's corrosive arrow struck him again. Zeng Jun was momentarily stunned; damn it, the AI of these Medusas was too smart, actually knowing how to use a staggered defense-reduction tactic.

However, the fallen Dragon Knight Elge was truly formidable. As soon as the battle commenced, he brandished the trident in his hand and unleashed a skill called Rampant Dragon Sweep.

The NPC armies from the City Reaching the Heavens and the Demonic Valley had fully taken over the combat. Now, Leisurely Wanderer of Wenling was leading the remaining thirty thousand-plus players of his guild to attach themselves to the NPC forces, continuing the final decisive battle against the seventh wave of monsters.

Such terrifying destructive power caused their fighting spirit to collapse instantly, like a dilapidated thatched cottage crushed under the weight of a massive boulder.

As a result, this collision was identical to the previous two: the gazelle leader lost 37% of its health bar, while Jiang Chen chewed on his third health potion.

After finishing his practice, he felt even more confident in his martial arts. He knew that when it came to the path of martial arts, he had already achieved profound mastery; contemporary masters were nothing more than this.

"What are your plans when you go back? Do you want to stay in Stuart City or return to the Underground City?" Stone shook his head and changed the subject.

However, these Nether Zombies, transformed from putrid flesh corpses, clearly did not possess the Nascent Soul stage cultivation of the Nether Zombies from legends. Each of them had a strength only between the Qi Condensation and Golden Core stages, but even so, it was more than enough to give Zhang Dehong and the others a hard time.

Upon hearing this angry shout, Tuo Li's expression instantly turned gloomy. He slowly raised his head, gazing into the empty space outside.

After Ding Le told Ye Chenming about throwing away the ring, Ye Chenming had been so understanding. This time, when going on a blind date, Ding Le decided to tell Ye Chenming as well, and Ye Chenming's response made him even more determined to secretly "struggle" against his parents.

As long as Tao Xiu did not resist his kindness, he believed that one day, he would be able to dwell in Tao Xiu's heart and learn everything about him.

With that, her fingers traced continuously across Mobai's belly, and then she removed his outer trousers, acting as though she were casting a spell or performing some mysterious ritual. In short, her actions were utterly bizarre.

Much like Bai Ruoshuang, Lingdang excelled at perception and had a thorough understanding of various mental techniques. Although she lacked Yin-Yang eyes and special pupillary power, her sensitivity to spiritual soul force surpassed everyone else's.

With that, Yin Long untied a jade pendant from his belt. The pendant was hollowed out around the edges with a solid center, bearing the character "Long" carved upon it—the "Long" from his own name. One could say this jade pendant represented Yin Long himself, and represented the Holy King.

"Alright, I understand. I'll go discuss it with the Martial Emperor of the Northern Dipper right now and have him release the prisoner." Having said that, Chu Yang soared into the air, heading toward the Martial Emperor of the Northern Dipper, who was still with the Returning Sword Sect.

Caught in a dilemma, Xing Mie believed that if Mo En had coordinated with him at this moment, he could have handled the situation with ease. He only hated himself for falling into Chu Yang's crafty trap.

Tao Wanbai got up and walked out. Reaching the corridor entrance, she saw Jin Yehua stumbling miserably to the ground. His face had several bruises, and the glasses from the bridge of his nose were nowhere to be found.

Because he could discern their strength from those four voices; the owner of every single voice possessed might no less than that of the black-horned dragon.

His lips were slightly bitten, with a trace of blood staining his jaw, yet from his outward appearance, no injuries were visible at all. Could this truly be the strength of a One-Star Gold realm? Lin Zongheng found it somewhat hard to believe.

No matter how loudly Qin Shih called out to him or how vigorously he shook him, he would not wake up, simply melting onto the ground like a puddle of mud. With no other choice, Junhe and Qin Shih combined their strength to carry him on their backs, bringing him to an empty room in the back courtyard.

Ye Chengxuan ignored her and simply asked in an unhurried tone: "Was it Siqin who told you to go to the barren mountains?"

Empress Zhou had been chosen as the emperor's primary consort by the Empress Dowager Yi'an, so their bond was naturally quite deep. As soon as they met, they exchanged pleasantries, which inevitably revolved around how the new emperor had ascended the throne and how the empress could assist him in properly governing the inner court.

Yet every time the moment of truth arrived, he changed his mind. Feng Yifeng met Master Cixin one month after ascending the mountain.

"Even if these three stte-markers contain hints, what exactly are they hinting at?" Uncle Fu continued. As he spoke, he glanced at me intentionally or unintentionally.