Chapter 43: Demon Experience Card 04

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Lu Feifei was somewhat puzzled as to why the CEO would want a shawl. However, before she could even speak, a shawl was draped over her shoulders.
Compared to that piece of trash Consort Chang, Lady Changle was so stunningly graceful that the former could practically dig a hole and jump in out of shame.
If she refused, there would be absolute zero possibility of her ever being together with Brother Chongxiao; but if she agreed, and had a tortoise painted on her forehead, Murong Xiyang’s dignity and reputation would be utterly and completely ruined.
Especially Princess Claire’s power of good fortune—it was invisible and intangible, yet it exerted its effects in such a concrete manner, making it intensely aggravating.
These people had great faith in Liu Ziling and left one after another, still whispering among themselves, clearly dubious yet reluctant to voice their doubts openly.
"Truly idiotic. Who on earth told you these were mutated venomous spiders?" Rong Wannian’s extremely arrogant voice drifted over.
"Are generals like Guan Yu and Zhang He, along with our military strategists, in any mortal danger?" Hong Xiao asked anxiously and concernedly.
After washing up, Li Feng turned on his phone and saw messages from Lu Nan, Youzi, and several other friends.
Thus, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Su Changzhi, Situ Qingyin, Helian Chen, and even Murong Ziyang and Baili Zhuiyun, followed Su Changle and left in succession.
"Hehehe~ What does this even amount to?" Old Monster Hu laughed out of extreme rage. Although he wished he could instantly tear Haotian into a million pieces, for some reason, he did not make a move immediately.
Although they were quarantined inside the temporary refugee camp, this quarantine merely prevented them from leaving the camp; freedom of movement within the camp was still permitted.
During the previous pursuit, the moment he moved even slightly in their target's direction, the other party would immediately notice and then decisively escape.
"Xu Qiang, once this plan succeeds, I will personally reward you for your achievement!" Lin Ze said with a smile.
Qin Kun remained silent. When the silence ended, he opened his phone and transferred five yuan from his digital account to Zhou Yiming.
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Huang Shizheng, the garrison lieutenant commander of Dashigu Pass at the time, and Quan Sha, commander of the Zhenwei Battalion of the regular garrison, led over five thousand men of the Zhenwei Battalion. They mounted the ramparts, fired their cannons, and fought to the death without retreating.
"Revive your mother!" Qin Kun snapped irritably. Planting one foot firmly on the ground, he lashed out with his other leg like a demonic blade, kicking Wilmot straight in the cheek.
"Greetings, Princess. You have arrived just in time; Her Ladyship was just speaking of you!" As soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw Lu Miaoxian’s senior maid coming over to greet Hua Jin with a smile.
Amidst all the praise, some netizens also expressed skepticism. Even if the copyright still belonged to China and the author was Chinese, this was ultimately an anime co-produced with an island nation company.
Sun Jian sat silently inside the tent, pressing a hand to his forehead, his eyes occasionally shifting. Ever since Xu Zhen’s corpse was transported back to the main camp, the atmosphere within this tent had remained suffocatingly oppressive. Even the guards stationed at the tent entrance stood trembling with fear, terrified of giving Sun Jian an excuse to vent his anger on them.
"Dead just like that?" Lin Jian was stunned, instinctively stopping in his tracks, and then raised his head to look in the direction where the magical artifact was located.
Su Qin had no idea what was going on either; her usually aloof expression completely cracked, utterly unable to make sense of the situation.
Yet she was still better off than Huangfu Bingli. Those who sought to capture her merely wanted her life, whereas Huangfu Bingli was striving to attain her freedom.
The shopkeeper sighed and said, "Everyone misjudges things sometimes; consider taking a loss as paying for a lesson." He could see right through it: if he tried to gift it, the other party wouldn't accept; if he refused to sell it, given the Prince of Yan's demeanor, he was determined to get it. He might as well go with the flow; at least he would still have an income of a thousand taels, which was far better than losing his entire capital.
As Jin Mu's words fell, Archer's spiral arrow also struck his location, erupting into a violent whirlwind of explosion that directly pulverized that open patch of ground.
He merely stated that the company was allocating an additional fifty-million-yuan budget to this television series, that everything was arranged by the company, and that he only needed to execute it, leaving the Du family's side for him to handle.
Xiao Ce, standing nearby, broke out in a cold sweat for Mingxin. If someone were to say such things to this madwoman right now, and she happened to fly into a frenzy at such close range, she could tear Mingxin to shreds in an instant. Xiao Ce's spiritual energy silently communicated with the pagoda on the snake-man's back, ready to intervene and rescue Mingxin at any moment.
Although there were rumors that the Wuji Sect's Master was researching how to brew alchemy using Blood-Dropping Orchids, products made from Blood-Dropping Orchids had never been seen in the marketplace; instead, there were quite a few swindlers using ordinary orchids to impersonate them.
Su Lian'er had not expected the boss to be this extreme. Chu Yue had only just arrived and was already being sent out on a mission. "Chu Yue, go back and pack your things first. I'll go get some supplies and come find you in a moment." Many veteran team members had gone along with Li Bo on this mission, and none of them had made it back; she needed to prepare extra gear for Chu Yue.
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"Was it because his mother fell ill that he separated from the Zhang family?" Logically speaking, even when fleeing from disaster, one would bring servants along, considering that a prominent household could not do without attendants.
With a gentle guidance of Lin Yi's finger, the peach-wood sword piercing the rock face slid out on its own and returned to his hand.
By now, the Supreme Armor had also recovered to a certain extent. Although it was still far from truly returning to its peak condition, if it was just within the lower realm, Wang Yu, protected by the Supreme Armor, could be said to be an invincible existence. The power of the Supreme Armor was incomparable to ordinary defensive gear, even in its heavily damaged state.
In short, for a time, the entire martial arts world of the Great Song dynasty seemed compressed into this city of Bianjing, forming an intricate and tangled web of complications.
Now with Hong Tianbu joining the chase—a man exceedingly cunning and deeply familiar with him—he would undoubtedly devise targeted countermeasures against his "Shrinking the Earth to an Inch" technique, meaning he could no longer proceed in such a flagrant manner.
Yet now, the Sun Demon Emperor was merely accompanying Wang Yu. Seeing this scene, the various demons felt a peculiar sensation rise within their hearts; could this young man be that unfathomable existence from beyond the three great demon palaces?
To launch a frontal assault would require heavy weaponry like a battering ram, but this was an assassination mission; how could they possibly carry such equipment? "Bang, bang, bang!" Another flurry of gunfire rang out, and several more bandits collapsed to the ground.
The stone pixiu tossed and turned, chewing a few times before finally spitting Tang Yan out. With a heavy thud, he slammed onto the ground. As for the stone pixiu, it lumbered back to its original spot, sat down heavily, and reverted into a stone statue once more.
Even under their deliberate guidance, the sudden disappearance of Chen Xingyu and the others was somehow linked to various conspiracy theories surrounding the Martial Alliance.
Conversely, he, who had been utterly confident in his dance, had taken everything far too much for granted beforehand.
The Immortals had already grown too powerful to be overthrown by the strength of the Ancient Immortal Clan alone. Had a war been declared against the Immortal Realm back then, it would have drawn the attention of the entire Immortal Realm and ultimately likely pushed the already declining Ancient Immortal Clan to the brink of annihilation—an outcome the Great Elder of the Ancient Immortal Clan's Council of Elders was unwilling to see.
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