Volume 1, Chapter 61: The First Delivery!

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Song Xiaotang drew closer and closer to me.
I noticed her face was flushed, and her eyes held an exceptional shyness.
Then, she closed her eyes.
I discovered that her eyelashes were trembling.
Yet immediately afterward, sensing her breath, I subconsciously closed my eyes as well.
The next second, a bizarre sensation swept through my entire body.
My mind seemed to explode in an instant; my body went rigid, and my heart hammered so wildly it felt as though it would leap right out of my chest!
At that moment, time itself seemed to stand still.
I do not know how much time passed, until we were both running out of breath, and Song Xiaotang finally released me.
Both of us mirrored the exact same action, gasping heavily for air.
However, before I could even catch a moment of relief—

During this period, the third destined beast companion he had chosen had been constantly studying meditation techniques, so Su Ping had not paid much attention to it.
As for the question Jiang Li had just posed, Lin Luo ultimately gave no direct response. Rather than saying he did not know how to answer, it was more that he did not wish to broach this topic with her.
"It is like this: we are government personnel from President Jiang's hometown. My name is Lin Tao, and I am the mayor of Happiness Town. You can simply report this honestly to President Jiang," Lin Tao replied.
Yet now, Lin Tao and Wu Yihan were variables beyond his control, so playing it safe was the wisest course of action.
Prince Xie, Tan Tiyuan, led and supervised the rear forces, fighting desperately against the armies of Guangdong, Fujian, and Jiangxi. Unable to sustain the strength, they were trapped within Huangshazhang, repeatedly charging through the crags and risking death to break out, but failing time and again.
Although Yang Yenyu and Wang Gui were both human talents of the Yellow Realm who could fight above their rank, reigning supreme within the Metang Realm and holding their own against experts who had just stepped into the True Qi Realm, with their strength at the fourth or fifth layer of the Metang Realm, this was the absolute limit of what they could achieve.

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Uncertain whether he was still floating or standing upon the pure white ground, Wang Qiyi crawled forward a few steps, discovering nothing except his own spiritual body.
Consequently, Zheng Hui ordered the garrison to abandon resistance, and leading officials and soldiers throughout the city, very straightforwardly opened the gates in surrender.
The language of nature possessed a similarly comparable effect, allowing one to absorb the power of other plant-based life forms to nourish oneself.
This was the second day after he became the supreme champion of the martial arts world. Every day, numerous martial sects came to pay visits, a noisy commotion that nevertheless retained a sense of tranquility.
One by one, former abyss lords were defeated, and new abyss lords redivided the territory of the second abyss continent.
The entrance to the passageway, which ought to have remained concealed, was now exposed amidst the seawater. The wide-open, pitch-black opening gaped like a massive sea serpent opening its jaws, waiting to devour ravenously.
"Creak!" Zhao Ming pushed against a stone slab, watching as it slowly recessed inward.
Under the piercing penetration of the lightning, the exterior was already somewhat carbonized. As the lightning struck deep into his body, the internal organs of the black-robed captain likewise suffered carbonization.
For one, they hoped that Chen Feng would no longer be subjected to mockery. Secondly, their Purple Stone Peak would no longer feel humiliated or scoffed at on account of Chen Feng.
Subsequently, the third match commenced. Fang Gangyi originally intended to vent his grievances upon Chen Feng. Alas, Chen Feng employed the Nine Shadows Phantom Movement technique, preventing Fang Gangyi from venting his frustration while he was instead pummeled blow by blow by Chen Feng.
Yet while unleashing such a formidable sword technique, it simultaneously stimulated certain latent potentials of the startling rainbow sword. Taking advantage of the abundant spiritual energy at this moment, it was just the time to accelerate its restoration.
The first among them were a portion of flora essence, a heart of ice, and a wind-element magic crystal.
My old flaw of loving to play the team leader flared up, and I began making professional-sounding arrangements for Lan Xin and Ghost's tasks.
"What happened?" Hearing Qiu Yong's voice, Zhang Yi's heart tightened, fearing that something adverse had occurred, and he abruptly quickened his pace.
Even as Huan Xuan was pondering how first to humiliate Sima Daozi for a while before hacking this father and son pair into a thousand pieces, a squad of Jingzhou soldiers escorted an elderly man of about fifty, clad in opulent garments, before him.
After the media reported their experiences in endless serials, amidst a deluge of praise and encouragement, there were also no shortage of curses and accusations. Ning Yu, a young and rising new star, began to learn to calmly ponder matters of the heart.
The previous speaker was Fan Xin. As soon as Fan Xin finished, it immediately provoked a wave of discussion among the Mohist disciples, the vast majority of whom agreed that Zhang Da should succeed to the position of the Mohist Giant.

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It instantly stunned the crowd, leaving everyone in a daze. Was this truly Tianmo, who had previously feared neither heaven nor earth?
She had just endured a succession of grueling battles. It could be said that after each one, she had the freedom of choice: whether to continue fighting or to leave the arena.
In the eyes of the various supreme elders, this bow was merely an ordinary weapon, its grade at best reaching the Heavenly Tier. Yet in Xuefu's eyes, this bow was extraordinary indeed.
"Young Master, are you certain it will be harmless for us to swagger right in through the front?" Mei'er revealed a skeptical look. Indeed, entering so directly—leaving aside whether the imperial palace would permit them entry—even if passersby caught sight of them, it would hardly be proper, and their identities might still be exposed.
Though he had come, he still could not fathom why he needed to come. It seemed there was no reason at all.
Yet she recalled that she had initially refused to accept Cheng Wei as a disciple, especially Baili Qingyun; it seemed someone had whispered something into her ear regarding those two.
Tianxing wrung her brains searching for a way to leave this place, when suddenly she spotted a tiny green object floating in the water before her. Tianxing bent down to scoop up the green speck and discovered it was a tender sprout of seaweed. Her eyes abruptly lit up. "I have it!" Opening her temporal space, she burrowed inside and sought out the third elven elder.
"I merely said I wished to hear Manman's intentions." Mo Xiuyuan cleverly tossed the problem back to Lu Manman.
That clay statue stiffly raised its right arm, curled its hand into a loose fist, and emitted a "woo-woo, woo-woo" sound from its mouth.
"Why does Your Beloved Concubine sigh?" Emperor Huaxuan asked in a gentle whisper, lowering his head to kiss Qingyi's forehead before leaning lazily on one hand with ambiguous affection, gazing into her pale yet pristine countenance as he reached out to gently twist a lock of her long hair.
The mists gradually cleared, forming a swirling, five-colored gaseous vortex composed of dense starry specks, spinning and flowing at high velocity. Surrounding this stellar nebula was a trail of five-colored starlight dragging a long tail, tightly entwined with the vortex.
The person above had merely stated that Princess Mingjing possessed a highly skilled martial guard by her side, instructing him to bring more men.
Xishuang's words did not anger Dan Qingluo, or rather, Dan Qingluo had not heard them at all. For right now, Dan Qingluo had concentrated his entire mind upon this sacrificial altar, and ripples of surging excitement likewise stirred within his heart.
His two elder brothers did not understand domestic affairs, so upon hearing their younger sister's complaints, they both intended to denounce his younger brother's wife. Yet Wang Yuancai hurriedly stopped them, saying that she had sworn allegiance to immortals and could neither be beaten nor scolded.
Nan Gongli's voice drifted through their hearts. No one loosened their grip; compared to the hearts currently filled with courage and righteousness, that sliver of pain and fear was utterly insignificant.

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