Chasing the Wife

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"Lord Mumu, President of the Global Homosexual Association, what brings you here?" Bai asked mildly.

"Miss Dongfang, it seems you should be more concerned with the purpose of your journey right now. Isn't that so?" Yahiko smiled slightly, turned his back on the gnashing-teeth Dongfang Bubai, and walked into the distance. Another good show was about to begin.

"Just watch." Qu Yang hadn't really wanted this young man to meddle, but at that smile just now, he suddenly felt that the other party possessed absolute confidence, as if he didn't regard the Mount Song Sect as anything at all.

Ye Yu gripped the Wind-Driving Divine Sword tightly, recalling the profound mysteries of the thirteen wind-driving swords demonstrated by Zizi. Soaring with the wind, he unleashed the ultimate speed. The long sword danced in his hands like the wind, deflecting all sword arcs, leaving no sword shadow able to approach him.

At that moment, however, Sun Hongying acted in time, absorbing into her own body the internal energy that Yue Longtian had intended to channel into Yun Xiaoxiao's body, thereby saving Yun Xiaoxiao's life.

Hou Xiaochun recounted everything that came to his mind. After falling off the Bitter Love Cliff that day, he had first plunged into a pitch-black expanse, a bottomless and seemingly endless abyss, until a flash of light appeared. Having uncontrollably collided with it, he had lost consciousness.

As expected of a medicine that required a one-hundred-and-twenty-three-year-old ganoderma, it naturally had its unique merits. Its greatest strength was that although the poisoned individuals had been in a daze at the time, they were able to clearly remember the course of events afterwards.

Time would not linger. White Wolf offered an explanation to everyone using a rather flimsy excuse, but since no one dared to question it, the matter was simply dropped.

At the foot of Mount Heng, Hengshan City might not have enjoyed the resounding fame of the Mount Heng Sect, but it was as bustling and prosperous as any town in the Jiangnan region.

"Practice more when you get back, you understand? Although the teacher knows you are busy with work now, your lessons must not fall behind," the teacher earnestly instructed.

Liuhuo followed Ji Fengyan down from the carriage. The members of the Ji family had already walked ahead, not a single one turning back to look.

The fragrance was sweet and cloying, a scent deeply familiar to Empress Dowager Wei—she had once used this exact fragrance to harm people, and Zhong Weiyuan herself had been one of the victims.

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Shen Yin shook her head repeatedly, raised her right hand holding the chopsticks to signal that her right hand was uninjured, and then lowered her head to eat.

Zhong Weiyuan was as good as her word; when she said she was going to take a midday nap, she truly meant it, rather than just saying it in jest.

Because the drama Lu Qin had taken on was about swimming champions, it featured multiple scenes requiring a swimsuit, making her two bare arms particularly conspicuous.

What on earth was going on behind the scenes? When the First Wife met with the Concubine, she had driven away all the maidservants. What exactly had they discussed? She needed to thoroughly question the maidservants close to the First Wife to see if she could glean any news.

Ji He nodded repeatedly, only then remembering that not only had Ji Fengyan survived, she had also rendered a great service. Earlier, when the Sacred Dragon Emperor spoke of the Imperial Academy, he had explicitly praised Ji Fengyan for showing a courage that rivaled any man, and during the three-day mourning ceremony, numerous nobles had come to pay their respects in person.

Fresh blood dyed the water in the bathtub like a blooming crimson cloud. The surface of the water reflected a twisted, deformed hand being lifted away, leaving behind only a bare, stubby wrist.

Because it had dragged on for so long, Shi Yujia could not even afford lunch in the end, and could only endure her hunger while handing out flyers on the street that afternoon.

Ji Fengyan considered her own mental resilience to be quite strong, yet these words left her completely frozen in place.

Director Yuan had already become the designated director for Golden Jade. When I won the Best Actor award, he conveniently took home the Best Director award as well.

First of all, for the Elder Prince and Elder Princess, their emotions were conflicted—a mixture of relief and excitement.

A vast, shoulder-to-shoulder sea of people filled the place. Figures from both the orthodox and unorthodox martial arts worlds had come to offer congratulations, and many who had already washed their hands in a golden basin and retired from the pugilistic world also made an appearance.

"Stop pulling and tugging, I'll go over myself." Lu Yingxue was troublesome; if she didn't follow her, the woman would definitely stir up some other trouble.

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Once he died, Xiong Ba could elevate him to power and take the Invincible City without bloodshed; even the people of the Invincible City would have no reason to object.

Yet when she picked up the water-pipe typically favored by the elderly, lit it, and took a puff, I suddenly felt a sense of unusual, whimsical contrast.

Fang Hanzmin voluntarily stated his birth date and year. As it turned out, although the two were the same age, he was actually more than a month older than Xiao Min. However, because Xiao Min had started working right after graduating from junior high school to take over her mother's position, entering the factory two years earlier than Fang Hanzmin, he had rashly assumed she was older than him, causing him to blush furiously.

Pei Shiyin had a whirlwind of mixed feelings, and before long, the car finally arrived at the Cheng family estate.

"I've got no strength! What are you yelling for?" Scolded by me like that, Yun Qinglan glared at me angrily with a side-eye.

Before the onlookers among the soldiers could even register what was happening, with a beautiful grappling move, he instantly pinned Sun猛's right arm and forcefully pressed him to the ground.

The Tsarist Empire and the United States were locked in a struggle over Alaska, which had already dragged down Canada in the middle. With neither side willing to negotiate for peace, the fighting grew increasingly fierce. Tragic Canada had been reduced to a purgatory of war, suffering countless casualties and injuries.

No sooner had Fo Budu finished speaking than the sea and clouds of fire around him began to converge toward him, all brimming with immense and terrifying fire energy. Unfrightened by the flames, Fo Budu's heart stirred, and flames shaped like lotuses or white cranes materialized around him, neutralizing the fires within the Nirvana Fire Formation.

"Understood." Although he knew that Yegor was at the height of his power, Tchaikovsky was determined to strike a fatal blow and replace him at the very first opportunity. In a game where the winner takes all and the loser is condemned, Tchaikovsky would never let slip a single chance.

The entire structure of the remnants of the prefectural government was shaken by the Sect Master's fierce aura, fracturing into a dense web of deep fissures that threatened to reduce it to ruins in a split second.

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