Chapter 51 Go Back and Marry a Man

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When Xuanyuan Bukai took the person away, he emptied the entire infirmary. Now that the person was returned, there wasn’t even a single hospital bed left, which was truly excessive.
Judging from the projection, the other party’s image was cast onto space, and their location should be nearby.
The Supreme Demon Lord once devoted himself to killing gods to avenge his wife, stained his hands with countless lives, and even fell into madness. Although he only killed those who deserved it, he ultimately strayed onto a dark path.
Everyone’s faces turned red with suppressed laughter, unable to laugh out loud. Those perceptive ones had long suspected that the rumors about the “Corpse Refining Sect” and the “Blood River Sect” were indeed true.
Given the situation, Mrs. Tian awkwardly smiled at Wei Ximeng and immediately began coaxing her son.
According to the messenger, their superiors had ordered that every ship they encountered should be directed to Tongzhou, asking Gao Siqi and his men to wait patiently.
Since he represented the prefect’s office in negotiations, he had witnessed countless people and events, but never encountered anyone so arrogant.
She turned her body, just about to use momentum to dissipate the force, when she heard two sharp claps; both her shoulder acupoints were struck, and she could no longer lift her arms.
Guo Dalu had planned to search the area that night to see if that pockmarked fellow would appear.
However, the newly disturbed soil left clear traces, obvious to anyone but a blind man. Once discovered, suspicion would arise, leading to digging. Wouldn’t that render his efforts futile?
Turning around, he saw Brother Zhu’s hefty body darting away like an arrow, running desperately—comparable to the human sprinter Bolt.
She pushed open the window, placed her hands on the sill, leaned slightly out, and looked up at the bright moon. Lost in thought, a faint smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
Qin Guan wandered through the market; there was no management, it was entirely spontaneous. People spread blankets on the ground and laid out items they wished to trade—each a simple stall.
If peace could be maintained without tearing off masks, everyone preferred to keep up appearances. At this moment, they all knew each other’s true identities but chose not to expose one another. Thus, cheerful smiles were maintained on the surface.

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This squad of Ming cavalry was led by Hong Chengfan, ordered by Yuan Chonghuan to scout Jiangchuan’s situation and possibly recruit the Jiang family army.
The five SKT members retreated; they had no strategy against Jax, who was about to unleash a counterattack storm.
Seeing Xue Qian turning his back, engrossed in something, Ye Tian knew the pose all too well, and the online viewers had already guessed at once.
Moreover, his prior orders for Bai Jinxiu to investigate Dong Xiangchun yielded no results, which struck him as odd.
“Hui Xian!” Fei Tianming spoke up beside her, “Let go of Ling’er; she’s still carrying a child!” Though visibly angry, Fei Tianming was restraining his rage.
Before him, a gigantic luminous sword of monstrous form swept majestically across his screen, while explosions and screams pierced his ears like a demonic curse.
“Do you think we can successfully rebuild defenses on the moon?” Xiao Menglou, usually silent, broke the silence unexpectedly.
Demon Devourers! Among the evil demons, these were particularly fearsome. They preferred to swallow their prey whole. Most importantly, the Demon Devourer clan was considered half-royalty among the demon tribes.
The Empress asked with concern, “Is your foot injury healed? Shall I summon the imperial physician to examine it?” Her dignity subdued, her entire demeanor softened into maternal kindness.
Yet now, after Cui Feng ordered over twenty priceless dishes, the golden ingot talisman had not turned silver, indicating that Cui Feng’s latent realm could fully offset the value of those dishes.
“I agree with Commander Wu. The revolutionary uprising is spreading like wildfire, the court is rife with corruption and internal strife, and imperialist powers are intensifying their oppression. The Qing government is on the verge of collapse,” Chen Tingjia analyzed.
Ordinary blood pools were viscous and foul-smelling! But the Blood Demon clan’s melting blood pool was different—that was why he chose to steal it.
“Alright,” Xue Qiqi replied, turning to the water dispenser to pour two cups before returning beside Chen Zixi.
Taking advantage of the moment, Cui Feng swiftly channeled his spiritual power from the dantian, unleashing a rapid-fire barrage of spirit bullets in a flash.

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The ability allows control over swords; each level increase grants the control of one more sword. The controlled swords can fully unleash their inherent attributes. This skill has no level cap and can be upgraded infinitely.
Besides Sun Shiyu, the younger generation like Shi Jingtian was also present; they planned to watch the Nine Provinces Heavenly Ranking together.
“That Mu Feng, why did they come to you? Did they offer you something? Tell me about it,” Ye Wan’er inquired.
“My lord!” The ancient demon deep within the cosmos slowly awakened, roaring mightily and shattering the dormant star system. With a casual leap across the void, star systems of various colors reversed through a wormhole until his figure appeared within the human star system.
The seven ancient divine emperors roared in unison, pouring divine power into Uma Tianfei, forming seven divine rings behind her. With a sharp cry, Uma Tianfei transformed into a streak of light and charged into the primordial saint king’s body.
After hearing this, Long Aotian laughed heartily; after countless years of battle in the Five Domains, their demon clan had finally achieved their greatest victory.
Just one sentence left Zhan Xiao utterly drained, unable to breathe, and he fainted again.
The piercing cold stabbed like needles; even though he had anticipated it, he could not escape the relentless snow erosion.
In fact, Li Yan did not want to come out now; he was at a critical breakthrough point in cultivation. His soul power was on the verge of surging upward. If he failed this time, he might be stuck indefinitely.
Saint Chtum II Star, the archbishop’s seat in the Trolipoc Secondary Star Zone, was of course a shrine world loyal to the empire—at least in theory.