Demon Experience Card 23

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"Oh my sweetie, I could never bring myself to hit you." With that, Su Yinhe prepared to pull him back into the convenience store.

Outside the window, a fine drizzle was pouring. Qin Munuan glanced at the time and was just about to hail a ride online when a car drove over from not far away and stopped right in front of her.

These younger brothers had all grown into adults long ago, no longer ignorant children. No matter what choices they made, they were fully capable of taking responsibility for their own actions.

Back when Officer Li was still on active duty, not a single criminal he targeted ever managed to escape; he would always find the evidence and bring them to justice.

Su Xiaoqiang sat on a nearby chair, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Lu Mingfei and Zero, her upper and lower canines grinding against each other.

At the Jiang Group, no one knew her relationship with Jiang Shunuan. Everyone simply assumed she was an ordinary employee like themselves and knew nothing about top-level affairs, especially those involving connections to the shareholders.

"Alright then, go peel the potatoes. Once you're done, I'll make you french fries." Su Yinhe flashed him a finger heart.

Lin Murong hadn't eaten breakfast and had been starving for a while. He figured that even if he just ate plain white rice for lunch, he could polish off a whole pot.

Du Zhuofeng said this, then glanced at He Jiahui's expression. Noticing that He Jiahui showed no sign of surprise, he guessed that He Jiahui must have already gotten the news from his colleagues.

However, he clearly felt a sense of discomfort, eating slower and slower, making Shen Xieying, who sat beside him, break out in cold sweat on his behalf.

Though not blood relatives, they were closer than family. As they reveled in the New Year's Eve dinner until half past eleven, Dang Ling and the third and fourth sisters were playing finger-guessing games when Dang Ling suddenly doubled over in stomach pain.

Early the next morning, Li Yixing prepared to return to Jiangcheng with Ye Qingling, but Ye Qingling ended up heading back to Jiangcheng earlier with her manager.

Seeing how overwhelmingly enthusiastic Xu Zonghua was toward Fang Hua, the staff members couldn't help but speculate about Fang Hua's true identity.

Wei Ren, Luo Hedong, Wu Miaomiao, and Su Yuxin all stared in unison at the massive tree trunk rising from the depths of the earth, their faces plastered with astonishment.

Beneath each sentence were unfamiliar names accompanied by black-and-white photographs.

Various mercenary groups living within the Nantian Garrison also followed in the footsteps of the Blade, weaving fiercely through the beast tide.

Ying Li could not fathom why her original self had been so obsessed with pretty faces; perhaps it was a psychological distortion born from being unable to reveal her true gender. Still, this affection of the original body was truly more than she could bear.

Reaching out to pull open the stone box, she found a sheepskin scroll and a key made of an unknown material inside.

Accompanied by the countdown of the livestream audience, Zhang Bei once again exhausted his energy and landed on the wooden plank.

In the blink of an eye, mountain-like phantom fists pressed down with crushing might. Wei Ren suffered severe trauma all over his body, blood spraying wildly.

Zhang Miao's bizarre chess moves caused Nara Shikaku's gaze toward him to shift subtly.

Although Elder Chiyo spoke casually, Zhang Miao knew very well that Sunagakure's betrayal of him and Yugao to Kirigakure had always been a thorn in Chiyo's heart.

"Tell me! Where is Yuenü? Wei Xing!" Cui Bin suddenly snapped, roaring each word at Wei Xing. He needed to understand what on earth was going on.

Before their eyes, the precipice gradually turned a bloody crimson. The hanging coffins and suspended corpses grew increasingly vivid red, and as the cliff continued to redden, their hearts felt as though they might stop, their breathing growing ragged.

He slashed his sword through the air, electricity crackling and flashing like a laser scanning its surroundings, reducing the nearby walls, tables, and chairs to smithereens.

"Silence!" Huoli swept his gaze across the two of them. Clearly, he had not anticipated that the situation would become so complex.

Ducarlo, originally named Ducarlos, was a Spartan with considerable military command talent. Being fiercely loyal to Liang Fang, Liang Fang had readily entrusted half of Liang's entire army to his command.

Just as Jiang Yun finished speaking, the executioner ghost servant nodded, then suddenly thrust his hand straight into Meng Tiedan's soul, pulling out a beating heart.

Just as Zhang Miao was utterly stunned, Neiji suddenly dashed toward him, threw himself into his arms, and wept bitterly.

"It seems I am not far from becoming a monster myself," muttered Liuchade softly as he inspected his own body.

Upon seeing this, Mo Shuying gave Young Gilgamesh a subtle cue. Understanding immediately, Gilgamesh's Chains of Heaven vanished into thin air.

One day, Yun Moqing went out to run errands, but no sooner had she stepped out of the doors of the Crimson Smile House than a man in plainclothes firmly grabbed her arm.

Regrettably, the bigwigs upstairs failed to recognize the importance of this discursive power, treating concessions as a mere appeasement tactic while ignoring the critical nature of maintaining control over the narrative.

Those icy spikes also drained the final sliver of Abbed III's health pool, and the "Undefeated Legend" Abbed III finally met his long-overdue defeat.

A sound of linking chains echoed as the about-to-activate Mirror Force was instantly negated and destroyed by the Magatama of Yasakani.

Seeing the scene before him, he froze completely, utterly baffled as to why his own people were fighting among themselves.