31 Stirrings of the Mind

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Elsewhere, Blood Eagle remained completely unaware of what was happening. He continued onward with his men, as though they were about to reach their destination. Along the way, they encountered quite a few Blood Blade bandit groups and proceeded together across the yellow sands.

Because he had been held back by this fourth-tier Infernal Black Robe, the Dragon Eagle helicopter lifted the corpse container and flew away.

Red Vine seized Zihen by the collar and dragged him away. Zihen seemed not to resist too strongly; apparently, this was nothing more than a game to him.

Ni Wan retreated two steps in fear. Shen Yanshu caught her by the wrist and pulled her behind him.

Xiao Shengge caught the sword she had just sent flying with her own blade. It was the sword Mu Qing had given Yilan—or rather, the sword Mu Qing had spent several hours selecting from among ten thousand famous blades especially for Yilan.

Even if my blood vessels aged and I came down with some grave and unusual illness, now that I have returned here, I intend to live the life of an ordinary person again.

The Prince of Lu had no heir to succeed him. Even if that man truly possessed the ambition and power to become emperor, how many people would be willing to follow him down that road to ruin? Under the emperor’s ruthless suppression, it would not be long before the Prince of Lu’s residence faced the peril of collapsing while everyone pushed it down. The complete extermination of the entire clan was not impossible.

All at once, layer upon layer of dazzling firelight flared around them. Pale white, ghostly green, black bronze, spectral red, dark violet, and other shades of ghost flame appeared one after another, spreading and rising deeper into the darkness.

“Perhaps it could work.” Feng Jian nodded slightly when he heard this, but did not immediately pursue Ning Yu. After pondering for a moment, he said, “Or perhaps it won’t. How about this—you stay here and continue watching his cave dwelling, while I follow him and take a look.”

Liang Shuo feared Lu Chen, so naturally he had no objections. He hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Refined from the Jade-Cup Lotus, this Three-Step Death was invincible against anyone below the Foundation Establishment Realm. Beginning at the Golden Core Realm, however, its effectiveness diminished considerably.

The instant he finished the gesture, a slightly plump man also leaped onto the stage. “Brother English, I am proficient in Mandarin. Though I cannot claim great talent, I have come especially to experience your cultivation.”

After saying this, the man called Mandarin also made an inviting gesture. With the ringing of a bell, the two of them immediately began to fight.

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Her cold body lay in his arms, utterly lifeless. No matter what he did, he could not bring her back.

The hazy shadows rushing toward him were just as chaotic and disordered. Could he influence them with the sound of his qin? If he made those shadows arrange themselves in an orderly fashion according to the rhythm of his music, might he be able to transform them into something beneficial to himself?

“The sounds only began this afternoon. There may have been light as well, but it was still daytime, so we couldn’t tell. We only noticed it after night fell. I felt that something was wrong, so I hurried over to take a look. There might be something valuable there.” Yan Chen was also very excited.

He must have heard her. Jiaruo, who had been following behind her, turned his head to look at her, while Chong Xi acted as though he had heard nothing.

At long last, the two of them had adjusted their breathing and composure. Their eyes crossed again in midair, each pair filled with affection beneath their peach-blossom-like gaze. It was not until Ning Jue suddenly let out a giggle that the tension of their bashfulness dissolved, and the two embraced one another sweetly.

“When other people say that, they’re only trying to deceive you! They’re jealous because you’re beautiful, so they put others down to make you lose confidence!” Jin Feng said.

The dream abruptly ended there, like watching a television serial that was not even broadcast on schedule. It was far too short—and unbelievably frustrating! Li Tianchou angrily rubbed his head. Yet another new name had appeared: Fang Jun? It sounded like a very warm name too. Had the comrade from his dream ever really existed in the world of reality?

The equipment they used to examine the bodies of the Gulu prisoners of war was astonishingly powerful. In a matter of mere dozens of seconds, it could analyze even the slightest abnormality within a Gulu person’s body.

While Liu Kui’s deputy general, Song Yeping, stood there in a daze, more and more Langya troops gathered at the entrance. The bows and crossbows in their hands were aimed at Song Yeping and his more than fifty men.

She was extremely satisfied with the situation as it stood. If only she had met Brother Chu Feng sooner, Zhao Jing thought repeatedly. Then she would not have missed so many wonderful years, and she could have gone wherever she pleased to amuse herself.

The immense length of a cosmic epoch was enough to drive even an ancient monster like Blood River to despair. Yet an unexpected turning point arrived. For nearly a thousand years, for reasons unknown, heavenly worlds had continually been destroyed, while almost no new worlds were born. Blood River realized that this cosmic epoch was rapidly aging and approaching its end.

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Xiao Yue heard a crisp crack. His dantian seemed to burst like a breached dam, madly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, along with the Grand Dao.

“But now that I think about it, Zhong Lingyu, I’m sure you’ll make a name for yourself in the culinary world. You’ll definitely become a super gourmet in the future. Hehe.”

Du Yue spared no effort in flattering herself with his praise. More importantly, she spoke with such composure and seriousness that there was not the slightest trace of sycophancy.

The youth moved through a boundless sea of fire. After sustaining severe injuries, he was dazed and bewildered, and his conscious thoughts could not keep pace with the movements of his feet. His speed was not slow, and he continued along a predetermined path as though summoned by some sacred presence, utterly persistent.

He was like a male lion on the grassland, lying quietly in wait for his prey to arrive before delivering the fatal blow.

The doctor thought about it and decided that if they wanted to follow, they could follow. He ignored them and simply drove past. Sure enough, it was not long before they caught up again.

The women tried to rush forward and stop her, but Stephanie turned around and released a magical formation. The immense power that erupted from it sent everyone flying a thousand meters away.

The Xuanyuan clan felt profound sympathy for them. They saw that the Youxiong tribe possessed vast territory, with rivers crisscrossing the surroundings of its cities and fertile soil ideally suited to growing crops. Thus, the Xuanyuan clan led everyone in beginning the development of the local livestock industry and agriculture.

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