Volume 1, Chapter 65: People... Is This Some Kind of Armament?

Zhang Yuanba shouted, "Third Brother! Just you watch!" With that, he began to put on the set of steel armor custom-made for him by Zhang San.

Hanging up the phone, Lin Yu felt an inexplicable wave of annoyance; the call from the Water Sky Manor informed him that his reservation had been cancelled.

"I'll go help you get a few changes of clothes," Tang Yanxue said as she hurried upstairs to Lin Yu's room.

"Young Master, after inheriting the legacy of the Five Poisons Ancestor, Young Madam's strength has become terrifying, already reaching the Grandmaster Completion Realm, on par with this old servant," Uncle Liang stated truthfully.

As soon as he appeared, he was recognized by the clerk. Wasn't this the fellow the boss had specifically instructed them about?

"Put her through." Usually, when Cynthia called, she came directly; requesting a call this time probably meant she had a situation to report.

Right now, Zhang San had six top-tier military generals, which was enough to match Liangshan. Adding Zhang Yuanba and himself, they even surpassed Liangshan. Zhang San felt that he should no longer consider Liangshan as an opponent, as such an opponent was simply too beneath him.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Chu Chao saw that ethereal and arrogant face appear in his mind, and on an impulse, he nodded.

Tang Luo withdrew his gaze, let a soft sigh escape, and then looked at the sleeping Li Jiuer. Lightly and carefully, he got out of bed and stepped out of the bedroom.

"That goes without saying." With his scheme exposed, Feng Yu showed no annoyance; instead, he admitted it quite openly.

"Bang bang!!" The opponent fired two more shots, but Meng Zu dodged them all, and through the scope, the adversary saw Meng Zu grinning widely at him.

Ran Fei had no other choice. At this moment, he could only treat a dead horse as if it were alive, forcing them to step up with thick skin.

With a look of suspicion and uncertainty, Jiang Zheyu stared intently at Qin Chen, for a moment unable to figure out what kind of medicine Qin Chen was selling in his gourd.

The man in black sneered derisively, "With just this little skill, you're trying to play the hero saving the damsel? Spare us." With that, he and another man in black grabbed Liu Yuecan together and bolted out the door.

The black ancient coffin had no lid, and the inside was pitch black everywhere, impenetrable even to Tang Xin's opened Eyes of Heaven to see what lay within.

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Tang Yan gave him a look that said, "This is more like something you would do, otherwise I'd suspect you've regressed."

Time slowly passed, and the first National People's Congress of the Cloud霄 Empire lasted for an entire day, finally concluding only as the scorching sun set.

Everyone was stunned. How could she fleece regular customers with such justified confidence? Was this any way to do business?

For this important moment of mine, it had specially dressed up and even combed its hair into a sleek, shiny slick-back.

Each floor contained only a single household. Xu Mo made a rough estimate—it was a luxurious flat with a pure area exceeding eight hundred square meters.

Long Fei had also considered going on a killing spree to eliminate these hundreds of people. However, killing people simply over treasure was something his inner nature would not allow. Leaving aside whether his capabilities were sufficient, just back when he killed the three hundred archers on both sides of the road, he had already incurred heavenly retribution.

Seeing that everyone's spiritual energy was about to be sucked dry by the formation, and even their cultivation realms were beginning to become unstable, Yi Qing's brow tightened. With a twist of the sword in his hand, a massive wave of sword qi slashed toward the ground. Amidst several loud rumbles that struck the formation, the formation condensed from demonic energy was instantly shattered, and everyone felt an immediate release of tension all over their bodies.

The lingering souls erupting from underground grew more numerous, eventually surpassing the count of the previous two times, and showing a trend of further increase. Shrieking ghost cries were piercingly sharp, as if trying to pierce straight through one's eardrums.

With that, his gaze turned cold. Seeming to have run out of patience, he waved his hand, and immediately two Deity Transformation cultivators rushed forward from behind, sending a boundless sea of flames to burn toward the two of them.

A wisp of morning glow happened to collide with Yang Wei's radiance. If anyone had been present, they wouldn't have noticed anything peculiar; the sunlight and the white light intertwined and collided, making Yang Wei look even more sacred at that moment, carrying a faint aura of holiness.

Alcohol was meant to heighten the mood when celebrating joyous occasions, but even though today was joyful, it was not the time for drinking.

With a wave of both hands, the environment before Long Fei underwent a drastic transformation, and the original scenery ceased to exist.

The University of Florida contributed five players to this year's draft, and all five were focal points of attention.

Shenbei was also an extremely important location, serving as a vital coastal city with a massive port within its borders. Controlling transport and trade, it acted like the esophagus of China, with transportation naturally extending in all directions. Since ancient times, it had been a battleground for strategists, holding immense strategic importance and serving as a crucial chokepoint.

As soon as Dwyane Wade came on the court, he immediately executed a pick-and-roll with Yu Yichen and then charged toward the basket. The Flash's drive instantly drew a double-team, and he whipped a pass behind his back, allowing Yu Yichen to follow up with a direct slam dunk.

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Walking up to the four police officers, he stripped off their clothes and put them on, then had Sun Huanglei and the mature elegant woman change into them as well. The three of them instantly transformed into police officers in uniform.

The various medicine kings were like jackals, each eyeing Lin Chen as if he were their prey, standing ready and primed for action.

As far as she knew, this red-lacquered wooden box was crafted from fragrant pine roots and couldn't possibly be bought for less than several hundred bills. Wasn't the boss being a bit too kind-hearted?

Naturally, setting up the formation wasn't the most crucial part; the most important requirement was having a Golden Immortal realm powerhouse to activate it.

When Jun Yixiao captured the Heaven-泽 Profound Crystal, the Wusha Sword proactively flew out and hovered directly above it. Following that, without waiting for Jun Yixiao to speak, the Wusha Sword erupted with an overwhelmingly powerful suction force, devouring the Heaven-泽 Profound Crystal.

Accompanied by those heavy and captivating breathing sounds, the crust on the surface of the black stone gradually cracked and peeled off. A majestic dragon head thrust outward, just like something that had slumbered for a long time and suddenly awakened. Its pupils burst forth with a crimson-red, freezing glare—sharp as cast metal, captivating the soul and making one dare not look it directly in the eye.

Her father was still at home; if he were to discover this matter, she would likely never be able to clear her name even with a hundred mouths.

"Good, this battle has truly been quite fine. Being able to have an opponent as good as you naturally fills my heart with great satisfaction. However, there's no need for you to be so smug; I will definitely be able to finish you off—that is my mission!" said Long Siyun.

The scholars on the first floor were still in a state of shock. They had no mind to look at the newly submitted poems anymore and were simply gathered in a circle discussing the verses.

The next day was destined to be a bustling one. The first batch of 12-episode anime from the first stage had all finished broadcasting, giving the Three Great Gods plenty of things to do, especially since a monster-level work had emerged yesterday.

In July, the sky was as clear as washed jade, without a trace of impurity, and even the clouds drifted in distinct patches, impossibly white. Golden sunlight filtered through the overlapping layers of tree leaves, scattering onto the grass and casting elongated silhouettes of the standing coaches.