Volume 1, Chapter 41: Old Man Tang Is Wrongfully Accused

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Gongsun Zan actually dared to turn back, which completely caught Liu Feng off guard. But since Gongsun Zan dared to return with only a third of his health remaining, Liu Feng could naturally claim his head.

"Ah Liang, what kind of yellow paper is used for drawing talismans, and what are the dimensions? Must it be yellow paper?" Zhang Fang had heard much from Shan Liang but was still puzzled about the most basic requirement of the yellow paper.

At dinner, Yang Rushin personally prepared an exceptionally rich spread to bid farewell to Dao Xuzi.

At this moment, Mocalin clearly turned serious; with a flash of her figure, she had already charged down.

"Very good. Let’s go, we are heading to the Pacific Fleet to await the arrival of those old friends. While we're at it, we shall let the Special Investigation Bureau make an appearance before the whole world so they learn to mind their place," He Shaoqing said, walking toward the door.

"You, take us to find the treasure in this place, and we will spare your life. You must understand, we are beings that transcend humanity. Do you understand what a superman is?" Although the white man did not understand what Shan Liang had said, he could read the expression on his face, so he gestured to his own muscles while speaking.

Du Ling slowly lifted her head, her gaze vacant. She pulled back the quilt, turned, and stepped off the bed, only for her legs to give way, causing her to almost collapse.

She was right; to reorganize the Buddhist realm, the Phantom Spirit Stone alone would not suffice. As the future Buddha, she had to not only conquer the stone but also win over people's hearts.

Under his deep gaze—a quiet, wise look that seemed to peer right through to his soul—Gong Yu Yue stiffened and looked away.

Yao Ruofu, who had been watching from the side for a while, smiled slightly. She turned and walked out of the palace, transformed into a white dragon, leapt into the air, and flew toward Cangyun Mountain.

Moreover, she wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of her parents and the other villagers of Yan Family Village. Only by entering the city would she have the chance to visit a specialized missing persons agency and entrust them to help find her family.

Li Si was not boasting; with his current abilities, he could even dodge bullets. What could these people possibly do?

If they truly struck, it was feared that few could contend with them, which left the others utterly astonished. At this moment, they realized that this matter had far exceeded their imaginations.

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Gan Qingfeng retreated another step, guarding himself warily. Unexpectedly, Lin Tian did not swing his blade at him, but slashed it down onto his own right hand instead.

As Lin Ying teased him, Zi Hong offered a bitter smile. As Lin Ying joked, he recalled Liu Ya's earlier reaction and couldn't help but ask.

Kui Mu Lang narrowed his eyes dangerously, contemplating whether to kill these eyesores right then and there.

Lin Tian opened the Map of Mountains and Rivers and examined it carefully under the dim light, hoping to find the remaining parts of the Nine Turns Life and Death Technique from the map.

Zhao Shuangying’s voice came coldly as she struck down two overseas rogue cultivators who were openly criticizing her.

Across the entire Demon Realm, all living beings shouted in unison. The sound shook the valleys, echoed through the clouds, and lingered long and ceaselessly. Everyone in the Demon Realm became invigorated, their momentum stronger than ever before.

"Then what is the use of you coming here now? Are you here specifically to die?" Princess Grayly mocked Zette.

Qin Ming was very happy that Cheng Xin supported him so strongly. He nodded and said, "I will definitely shoot this music video well. Don't worry, I'm going to write the storyboard right now." With that, Qin Ming headed out.

The Qiankun Bag was only for holding items; its function for absorbing spiritual energy was too limited. Why would one need so much spiritual energy in a Qiankun Bag? Once one had spiritual herbs, it was best to refine them into pills immediately or seal them in boxes with spiritual energy.

Yuan Shu was a man of action; he made the call on the spot and put it on speakerphone.

"He..." Facing this critical question, Wu Zhongnian finally hesitated. He knew very well that if he confessed truthfully, the government could easily capture the leader of the Holy Sect in Shandong and use that to uproot the organization's entire provincial influence! If that happened, he would truly become the greatest sinner of the Holy Sect.

Chen Lin also wanted to run into the person he longed to see, but after he finally finished his chaotic business, he waited and waited, yet Xiao Ruoyao never appeared.

A grand event was held, a great integration of the Eight Clan Alliance, the Vampire Clan, the Ninja Clan, the Dragon Clan, and the Demon Clan, named the "Ten Thousand Nations." Because all factions feared the Haotian family, they tacitly agreed to cede one-third of the Earth's land to them.

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After spending a long time fooling around with Zhang Cheng, he returned to his work at Dili Hongdu. During this time, he met Xiao Ruoyao, managed to transfer the twenty thousand to her, gave her the phone number of the human resources department of Zhang Cheng’s company, and reminded her of the preparations for the upcoming interview.

But even if they were devils, what could they do? Go up and fight the devils? Don't joke around; just looking at the giant peach wood sword in the devil's hand was enough to make them freeze in their tracks.

[Sad Edward] tipped thirty Super Rockets and left a message: "The streamer said they were going to build a fairy-tale cabin; I’ll go visit once it’s finished."

It was certain: the beauty salon had been too harsh with the acid peels, turning her oily skin into sensitive skin.

With a flick of his finger, the golden blood erupted with thirty million rays of golden light, brilliant in all directions, silencing the void and freezing all things in place.

Sure enough, that evening she received two calls notifying her to come for a wardrobe fitting the next day—one from the brand M·M and the other from the brand Bur.

Of course, there were many herbs that were picky about temperature and humidity, hidden away in some unknown corner of the wild.

She had just entered the room when she heard movement at the door. Her eyes flickered; she took out her phone, opened the surveillance app, and saw a familiar figure entering from outside.

And she, Bai Jiujiu, hated these ambiguous relationships the most. The emotions in the eyes of the man before her, Bei Minglv, clearly contradicted his words; there was a much deeper bond between him and Hong Rui than he claimed.

Only those two good brothers had never bullied him, and they had even saved him, preserving his life.

Compared to Shen Nuan’s calm and sincere attitude, Lin Fei’s impassioned defense also seemed quite genuine, not like a lie.