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Perhaps the headline was too sensational, and the multi-million figure was enough to lure people in. She had chosen a popular emotional advice forum with a large user base.

Xu Hongchen often found herself lurking on Chen Anhao’s homepage like a stalker. Just as she was about to log off, she caught sight of some news regarding Su Baifeng.

Previously, Zhang Daoran had promised to help You Yixiu enter the path of cultivation, yet for over a year, he had found no way to do so. You Yixiu had already lost hope, never expecting that Zhang Daoran would surprise him like this.

"I don't mind." Su Nuan felt no grievance at all. To be with Sumu was already the greatest happiness she had ever dared to hope for in this life, and yet, now, she possessed it.

"Then how did you know about things like pomades?" Lin Guiwan asked this out of pure curiosity.

The Demon Sect felt an endless sense of stifling frustration. Back in the Azure Blue Star, the Demon Sect had been invincible and dominant. They were always the ones bullying others; when had they ever been trapped here like this, left to be slaughtered without any power to retaliate?

Lin Guiwan intended for Princess Yongle to properly nourish herself so that, in the future, she would be able to have a healthy pregnancy.

With the Day-Roaming God gone, there was no telling when or where an incident like the one at Building 8 of Yujing Garden might happen again.

"Is that so?" Irie gently pushed up the perfectly round glasses on the bridge of his nose. As the glasses shifted slightly upward, the hair they brushed against trembled ever so slightly. Moonlight spilled in from outside the window, casting a faint, cold glint on the side of his lenses.

Before they could figure out what was happening, another sound of tearing wind echoed, and a figure flashed past, pursuing that dark shadow.

Those ink-blue eyes, devoid of any warmth, cast a cold gaze over, giving her the suffocating sensation of drowning in the deep sea.

Zhang Xiao thought to himself that these God-race bosses clearly had their own specialized fields, much like the various professions of human players.

This talisman was extremely difficult to draw, and the success rate was surprisingly low. Once successfully crafted, it was essentially kept as a sect-protecting treasure.

"It—it… it became sentient?!" Han Lai’s mind involuntarily conjured images of fan ribs turning into the teeth of an evil dragon, flying about wildly and biting people. Looking at the magnolia on the fan face, he felt deep pity: "Alas… what a waste of this magnolia tree."

She finally saw clearly—it was a condom. Jiang Shaoqian, a man who appeared so refined and polished on television, could actually be this wicked.

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Ever since Gezhi Island, the two had not met. Wang Lingyun had gone to find him many times, but each time she was turned away by the Gong family steward. Now, at last, Gong Ming had fallen into her hands.

The reason Nan Changqing kept his voice low was simply because he did not want to disturb the sleeping Qing Yue in his arms.

Qiao Yu asked her question with a bewildered expression, to which Liang Jingrui responded with a cold sneer, casting a look of utter contempt at the red sports car that had turned the corner and departed.

This was the person he followed—a figure destined to go down in history within the annals of Chinese entertainment.

After registering, the two found a place to sit. Later, Ning Qiu learned that this guy was also here to participate in the China Newcomer King Competition.

Hearing this, Jiang Yiyi felt a tightness in her chest; this was exactly what that big villain had said the last time she came in.

After securing the captives, Dulabo left only one platoon to guard them and led the remaining troops to rush without pause toward the location of Li Junhao in Asab Town.

Suddenly feeling a sense of quiet, Yun Yun raised her head. "Pfft," she could not help but laugh. Overwhelmed by happiness, she leaned up and gently kissed the lips of the sleeping Rin.

Two years later, the fifth-generation monarch of the Celestial Fox clan passed away, and Su Qingqing donned the crown of the monarch.

With a scream, the scent of blood rose from Lu Tianyu’s leg. Lu Tian had used blood-energy to form a blade, carving a gash into his thigh.

With three Saint-Soul powerhouses clashing, even without using their full strength, the common people in the city were bound to be affected.

Was this the time to say something? It was Rin’s first time facing such a situation; she didn't know what to do. Her hesitation caused the whole scene to fall into a silence that lasted for several seconds, growing somewhat awkward.

Liu Fangzhou had weighed the pros and cons clearly; thus, he was determined never to marry Liu Ruyin to Lin Feng—that would be pushing the Liu family into a pit of fire.

"Yes, I have been arrogant. In the future, as long as you don't mind, benefactor, you may call me Uncle Qiu," the old man said.

"You don't need to spread heresies here. Before I kill you, I will voluntarily withdraw from the Alchemy Association and leave this place for good," Song Fan said with absolute determination.

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Upon hearing these words, Shangguan Yaohua’s heart pounded wildly. When a great secret, one he had anticipated day and night, was finally laid bare without reservation—and admitted by the protagonist himself—how could such a mix of sorrow and joy be described in mere words?

Hearing this, Yan Qing’s brows immediately relaxed. Having heard of Han Lang’s past exploits, he was relieved, knowing that Han Lang had his own plans.

Technically, they had not encountered a single opponent on their journey so far. Yet, looking at the group before them, the man leading them was remarkably skilled with cold weapons.

"It’s okay," Cong Yi said. Seeing the representative of the commoners sitting in the passenger seat looking uneasy, Cong Yi guessed the guy was probably afraid the "Steel Divine Bird" would peck him.

Tall and elegant, with clear, striking features—after all those days and nights, he remained exactly as he was in his memories. The way he walked toward her step by step had appeared in her dreams many times. Could it really have become reality?

Before Song Fan could step into the room, the side gate was suddenly pushed open. The three of them turned their heads in unison to see that the newcomer was none other than the Medicine Saint Wang.

Afterward, the Lecherous Ape dragged the half-dead Luo Xue away, slowly fading from everyone’s sight. Many mourned for Luo Xue; being targeted by the Lecherous Ape was the most agonizing fate of his life.

"I know what you are thinking, but even if she is not a sinner, what can be done? Her mother’s distant relatives found her to be a bad omen and refused to take her in. Her mother had no choice but to send her here."

"Is the Empress joking? Why Yun Nishang does not serve the Emperor, how would I know?" Imperial Consort Chu sneered; she wished for Yun Nishang to never serve the Emperor for the rest of her life.

He continued, "My sister and I are actually the same. The moment I was born, the Empress Mother passed away. Everyone in the city said my fate was too harsh, and that I had cursed her to death."

Handan was very close to Yecheng, and there was little difference in the goods sold by the peddlers on the long streets. Plus, with the sun beating down, I lost any desire to wander. After quietly declining Wan’s suggestion, I accompanied him to the courtyard where we were staying.