Chapter 26

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Hearing the commotion outside, Song Yu was quite surprised. After all, under such circumstances, there weren't many players who still dared to engage in moral blackmail. This could almost be considered a rare sight. Yet, it seemed to be a frequent occurrence in this game, and Song Yu simply couldn't comprehend their thought processes.

As Song Yu and her party walked out of the mine, everyone's gaze immediately fell upon them. Their current appearance could hardly be described as good.

With just a quick glance, Ye Qing saw clearly that the bag contained more than five thousand spiritual stones. After all, tobacco was also a profitable commodity and could not be abandoned so easily; doing so would be far too wasteful. Since foreigners' money was there for the taking, why not make a profit?

Once someone played the role of Li Kui meeting Li Gui by selling counterfeit mounts, the corporate group selling authentic ones would also be implicated. Wu Qi had been running this restaurant for quite some time, and all these principles had been understood long ago. Seeing the manager being so sensible today, Wu Qi rarely offered a polite smile to everyone.

Sighing, the old man paid no mind to the presence of Zhou Wushuang and the others, and walked directly toward a stone table not far away.

This scene made Ye Qing glance over slightly. He had not expected that among the invading enemies, there would actually be such a capable swordsman. This art of drawing the sword showed a level of comprehension of the Dao of the Sword that had already developed a rudimentary level of mastery.

Xia Fanyin woke up and stretched her limbs slightly. Barely able to walk on her own feet, she wandered around the Dragon Chant Palace twice.

She corrected, her clear and well-articulated words crisp and sweet as they drilled into Ning Zitong's ears.

Xiao Yiran said arrogantly, then got out of bed, casually draped a bathrobe over his shoulders, and walked toward the bedroom door.

"Heh," Lin Yun shook his head and gave everyone a deep look, especially the people from the Demon Academy. For so long, they had been the ones accompanying him on his adventures, experiencing countless things together. Were they finally going to part ways now?!

Another thing was that dislocating one's own arm required immense courage. This kind of pain wasn't just a minor ache; it coursed from the skin and flesh all the way to the nerve endings. Without courage, even if one knew the method, one wouldn't be able to bring themselves to do it.

"The basis for my judgment, Your Excellency, is that last night in this hall, only three people came into contact with the golden elixir: Chen En, Lord Zheng, and the Prince."

The cultivation levels of cultivators only went as far as the Minor Micro-Qing realm and stopped there; they could never reach the Grand Qing realm throughout their entire lives! As for the subsequent realms of Immortal Perception and Eternal Life, they were merely added intentionally by ulterior motives.

Seeing Shang Mengqi's expression, Qiu Shaoze didn't feel very well either. Although he didn't know who the Evil Sword actually was, Qiu Shaoze could be certain that she was definitely not Miao Nianshan.

"So what if I'm an Ultimate Beast? Does being an Ultimate Beast mean we can't be together?" Wu Yan asked fearlessly.

I nodded, glanced sideways at Mino, Zhao Tianyu, and Zi Bing'er, stepped closer, and whispered their true identities into Zheng Guofeng's ear. Upon hearing my words, Zheng Guofeng was dumbstruck, his body trembling so violently that he almost collapsed to the ground. If I hadn't caught him in time, he probably would have made a complete fool of himself on the spot.

This hydra was obviously much stronger than other souls. Unlike other souls that tried to devour living beings the moment they appeared, it could actually sense that among the few people present, Qian Ling posed the greatest threat to it. Seven of its nine heads were confronting Qian Ling simultaneously.

Both videos took place on the subway, and both featured a key person: Xiang Li. Although Xiang Li could not be considered the protagonist in either of the two videos or events, he played an equally crucial and decisive role in both.

Zhang Cheng severely warned Wang Jinbao, paid him no more attention, and turned to leave, leaving Wang Jinbao behind to continue working up a sweat.

Li Wudao understood. No wonder the garrison at Balang Safe City had been so sparse previously; it turned out Balang had pulled all the troops away to capture the Golden-Armored King Beast.

Moreover, the Dragon King had acted quite ruthlessly by placing an ice-silk barrier all around her. This not only prevented her spiritual sense from escaping, but also made her presence imperceptible within a radius of a hundred miles. For the sake of an illegitimate son, this fellow was willing to risk being stripped of his royal title just to drag her out to be sacrificed to Chen Ping—he was truly reckless.

They spent the whole day wandering around the temple fair, and the children were all tired. As soon as they boarded the subway, Song Ersheng grew a little sleepy. Meng Ben untied her scarf and let her lean against him. "Take a nap, I'll wake you up when we get there." Song Ersheng let out a hum and leaned motionlessly against him.

If Murong Shuo actually liked her, she might have found it easier to accept—she could understand his inability to restrain himself. But he had clearly always claimed to like someone else, yet now he had kissed her again. Could she be someone's substitute? Just so he could find a surrogate satisfaction? Why? On what grounds?

She tried to leave, but a pair of iron-cast arms reached out from behind her, wrapped around her waist, and dragged her back. She fell into a solid and broad chest. That chest rose and fell rapidly, as if there were millions of words waiting to be spoken, but finding no words to express them, they could only be translated into physical action.

"Are you asking me to find a reason for whether the two of you can be together?" Jiang Xinlan asked with amusement.

Meng Ben felt that Mimen's mind had already been corrupted. Even if she failed this time and begged Sanqian for help, she wouldn't feel any gratitude; she would instead resent Sanqian for not helping her sooner, and for not stopping her in the beginning. Regarding Mimen's current state, Meng Ben had only two words: get lost.

Approaching the gates of the estate, she saw the bright red double-happiness characters and the endless stream of distinguished guests, causing her whole body to tremble and tears to stream down her face.

The High Priest could never be wrong! But how was this situation to be explained? Now that Ji Yuan had escaped, there was no way to capture him and demand an explanation. Previously, Ke Yan had tried to spar with him verbally, but she probably hadn't managed to get any answers out of him.

"It shouldn't be that simple. Even if two people were fighting, there's no way they could shake a mountain until it collapsed, unless the opponent possessed infinitely profound magical powers." At this point, a thought suddenly crossed Long Teng's mind, and he continued.

Druids were the guardians of nature; their enemies were the forces of evil and those who destroyed nature.

"You'll give me your life if I ask for it?" Diablo pulled Talisha into his arms, a thousand arms constantly wandering over her body.

Luo Jinghao remained silent, touched the ring on her right hand, and flashed into the space, immediately reappearing outside the space the next second.

Daji had fled a million zhang high, to a distance so far she could no longer be seen, but when Chen Xuan looked up, she felt like a rabbit targeted by an eagle, a current of tingling sourness and numbness washing over her entire body.