Chasing the Wife

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Xue'er figured out all these questions almost instantly. However, whether something happened at the Shadow Moon Palace or the Ruyang City, what did it have to do with her?

Wang Qingping did not move at first, but Zhou Xuan knew she certainly was not asleep. A few minutes later, Wang Qingping turned around and snuggled up against Zhou Xuan. When that bare, warm body touched Zhou Xuan, a trace of sudden disgust arose in his heart. He hurriedly turned off the light, trying his best not to think about who the owner of this body was.

When playing games in the past, the blood of zombies was always green, but now he knew it was actually red.

"There's no need to go through so much trouble. Since it doesn't cost much, let's just each pay our own share. Consider it treating everyone. What goes around comes around, and nobody will suffer much of a loss," Jia Qing said.

I opened my eyes wide, admiring his handsome face, watching him inch closer and closer to my forehead, before I shyly and hurriedly closed my eyes.

Two imperial physicians stood respectfully at attention in front of the bed, not daring to draw a full breath, looking utterly submissive.

The Western Region merchant stared at his sword for a moment. As a merchant dealing in magical weapons, he naturally knew the immense value of this blade.

Ying Hongye and Yu Xiuying exchanged glances. Knowing Song Yuchan's grand ambitions, they shrugged one after another, feeling deeply ashamed of their own inferiority.

Xiao Zexi knew that what she needed to undertake was a precise, high-intensity system calculation task, and there must be absolutely not a single shred of selfish distraction.

Everyone in the Primordial Mist Mountain knew that there was a family there, the number one family of Tiangang, the Liu family.

After all, having served as the center of power in ancient times, the imperial palace was bound to be built with a certain degree of grandeur.

The third-party voice hidden in the dark caused Tuhai's expression to change drastically. Looking up, he saw a scorching fire of destruction approaching, transforming into a fierce, high-temperature assault.

Today, after entering the venue, Ren Yan received instructions from the leadership, and he kept his eyes glued to every single move of this "God of Gamblers" without stepping away for even a second.

A series of prompt tones rang out in Ren Yan's mind, informing him that the second main quest had been successfully completed, Lychee TV's viewership rating had successfully reached first place nationwide, and he had also obtained the quest reward.

Ren Yan was analyzing with a deadpan expression, but before he could finish speaking, he felt a light touch upon his cheek.

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Awakened ones who had not received invitations wore looks of envy, and quite a few even wanted to acquire invitation letters at high prices.

Having said that, she immediately scrambled down from Zhao Yi's body, walking ahead with her head down, terrified that her family might look at her for even a second longer.

It was not until Dai Qiuxiang, lying on the ground, weakly called out his name that he suddenly snapped back to reality. At this moment, fresh blood was hanging from the corner of Dai Qiuxiang's mouth, the back of her clothes was scraped and torn by the stones on the ground, and her gaze was still filled with terror.

"Zixia, why didn't Jiang Jinrun come with you? Is he working?" Hua Yi asked.

Dual cores required two tactical combinations rather than a simple patchwork. For instance, his Alolan Ninetales's snow warning was incompatible with the sandstorm system, making it impossible for Tyranitar and Cradily to blend seamlessly into the setup when Ninetales unleashed snow.

Just at this moment, Hozasi led the Elder's Courtyard to charge in first. Looking at the Emperor's Guard surrounding the sleeping quarters, Hozasi could not help shouting angrily.

Cynthia only felt the magic power in her body being instantly drained, but fortunately it was not very much—just about the same amount as when her magic power was initially appraised.

Yu Tong was not originally among their targets for attack, but since he insisted on barging in himself, they were more than happy to oblige.

The moment he spoke, Xie Qian became twelve percent certain: apart from Yu Fan, who else could possibly possess such a magnetic voice and a devastatingly charming, sunny smile?

Emperor Yuning thought to himself that they were all eyeing the throne and none of them wanted to leave. Once they left Kyoto, it was equivalent to giving up the fight for the throne. Even Emperor Yuning found this difficult to balance.

Looking at the mounting method of this cannon, Zhu Houhuang immediately felt the need to develop a gun carriage. Because this cannon was simply fixed in the traditional Ming dynasty manner—half-burying the cannon in the earth. When it fired fiercely, iron balls weighing several catties would heavily smash against the city walls, gouging a depression out of the bricks and stones of the fortifications.

Emperor Qin Shi Huang established the first unified state in Chinese history, pioneering the unified state system of China, yet it perished in the second generation—a short-lived dynasty. The scarcity of its minting volume was enough to prove the preciousness of this half-liang coin.

He wanted to ask more about Ashley Hill, but right then, a faint blue light suddenly lit up before their eyes... A spatial rift had unexpectedly appeared on the rock wall right in front of them.

Although she did not know why, Miao utterly detested Yabuki Eijuro, even though Yabuki Eijuro himself had no idea why Miao hated him so much.

Cynthia gripped the piece of paper tightly, wanting to look at the text on it again, only to find that it was becoming increasingly blurry. In the end, it melted like a puddle of water right in her palm, slowly converging toward her wrist, after which a faint, intermittent stabbing pain began to spread across her wrist.

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The difficulty level of the mission Shan Mingxu was executing this time was not high. Both Qi Yuan and Liang Fusheng were correct; it had indeed been a very long time since he last performed a mission outside.

Yet she had not expected the man before her to be him. Shi Yao knew that a political hostage in a foreign land was equivalent to being abandoned by their own country and their own family.

In just a fraction of a second, Song Yazhu's tears fell once more. She lowered her head, her tears pouring forth endlessly like a breached dike.

This suggestion by Yuan Shao won the agreement of the majority of court officials, and Emperor Ling of Han held Yuan Shao in higher regard, ultimately consenting to his words. He ordered his soldiers to go to Youzhou to convey the imperial decree. As for Zhao Yi's memorial requesting to borrow grain from Jizhou, the court granted approval across the board.

Seeing the latter, the person broke into a huge smile and immediately bounded over with eager subservience, almost stomping a hole through the bed.

"Brother Pei Huan! Who did you say was crying?" Mentioning Lin Zhaobai, Lin Zhaobai materialized. As soon as he entered the door, he unceremoniously charged up to Pei Huan, intent on picking a fight with him.

"Ziqian, what is wrong with you?" Seeing Baili Ziqian's face full of anger, Shi Yao thought to herself that things were looking bad, and immediately feigned ignorance, asking a question to which she already knew the answer.

This was the first time in his life he had ever felt such a powerful will. Moreover, it was aided by a mighty external force—that was the command transmitted by King Xuan. Astonishingly, King Xuan was driving all the primordial Qi within his body, defying the will of Heaven to summon the phoenix bird.

However, under the bright light, his eye sockets were indeed deeply sunken and his complexion was ashen, which was not the look of a healthy person.

In troubled times, use heavy codes—this principle was naturally well understood by Zhao Yi. Since Zhu Jun had already made up his mind, Zhao Yi said nothing further; everything would depend on tomorrow's siege battle.

Lin Yong blankly took the medicinal decoction and drank it all in one gulp. Keep a low profile... low profile... and lower profile! Right now, he relied entirely on this karmic resolution to survive, and could not afford a single slip-up.

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