Chapter 52: Spreading Rumors and Stirring Up Trouble

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Reed leaves are soft and easy to weave with, and they do not hurt the hands.
Yet they are uniquely lacking in durability, wearing out and fraying in less than half a month.
Despite the snowy weather today, Wang Zhenyu arrived at the gymnasium early in the morning to play basketball. Upon reaching the court, he discovered that a guy shaped like a humanoid Gundam was already practicing his shots. "Swish!" That guy released the ball from a full meter beyond the three-point line, utilizing a fadeaway jumper, and it went right in.
"Take the right path," after a moment, Zhou Sheng said in a decisive tone.
Lin Zhaohui raised his head in confusion, but his body no longer listened to his commands and slid downward. Xinyi lost this barrier as a "bang" echoed; another gunshot rang out, and Xinyi's body shuddered. All the strength in her frame seemed to be drained instantly, and her body swayed before she collapsed to her knees on the ground.
Although Soul Slaughter's combat prowess surpassed the others, they were at a numerical disadvantage after all, and they were fighting a war on two fronts.
At this moment, Li Qiang and Liu Mengqi, who had already stepped into the Innate Realm, keenly perceived the rhythmic tremors coming from the ground, and a mysterious smile appeared simultaneously at the corners of both their mouths.
When that batch of criminals was captured in Greater Shanghai, no investigation was pursued into whether there was anyone backing them. This was for no other reason than the fact that they belonged to the underworld themselves.
There was a hint of anxiety, a trace of bewilderment, and even a sliver of panic and fear that I had never seen on his face before.
Qin Qizhi joined the military and served in the Southeast Military Region. His second daughter-in-law, Ji Mingxin, was a military doctor and had also gone to the southeastern border.
Until Feng Xi, prompted by a casual joke from Qing Ming, went in search of the Seven-Color Stone, eagerly wishing to present it to the person cherished in his heart, only to witness a heartbreaking scene. The shattering of the Seven-Color Stone was just like Feng Xi's heart scattering across the ground. The consequence of his overwhelming rage was that the Heavenly Emperor stripped him of his immortal status and banished him to the mortal realm, yet Feng Xi felt not a shred of regret.
As for the Moon-Worship Sect Master in the Deity Transformation stage, after fusion, his cultivation realm would reach at least the mid-stage of Deity Transformation, or perhaps even the late stage. Formidable though Sword Saint Dugu might be, it was hardly likely he could match that.

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Feeling the Snow Jade Ointment begin to take effect and the wound start to itch faintly, Ling Ziqian immediately dissipated the wisps of true essence covering the wound, allowing the slender cut to accelerate its healing under the influence of the ointment.
"Lord Song is currently discussing matters with merchants in the parlor." Qiao Mianzhi looked at Tian Ling, who was crouching helplessly beside the ceramic vat, and could not help feeling a pang of sympathy. *Ah, how pitiful,* she thought, *treated like that by her own flesh and blood, daring only to sneak around to gather information.*
[Can you please stop pausing for breath like that?] Divine Wind Chu retorted in his mind with displeasure, while simultaneously letting out a sigh of relief.
At this moment, Long Chen was trying to block Xia Bingling's movements with one hand while offering a bitter, helpless smile. He now truly understood what it meant for a demonic beast to turn into a cunning spirit.
Perhaps because he was able to accept it, he appeared so indifferent, completely unaffected by any of it.
When Zhou Zhongcai learned of this matter, he was dumbfounded. How did Hao Huan manage to get so many Best Actor winners? Zhang Hua and the others actually participated in this movie?
Her hands rested upon her knees; even in the academy, she still wore that thick, heavy cloak.
The mother and son remained entangled in their respective inner conflicts until the end of the year. In previous years, it had always been Liu Xiangling who took the initiative to return and visit her maiden family.
The entry of the second batch of reincarnators indicated that the world barrier had been further breached, and the world consciousness had suffered severe trauma once more. If not for Huang Shang's previous assistance, it probably would have fallen into a permanent slumber entirely.
Mo Fan let out a cold snort. It was all this guy's fault for setting him up; although he helped neutralize the threat of the Holy Flame, what was the result?
"Damn it, a martial power value of 104 and you dare to challenge me!" Xiang Yu snatched up an arrow and spun around to fire back repeatedly. However, although Yang Youji did not possess an exceptionally high martial power value, his archery skills were superb. He effortlessly dodged Xiang Yu's arrows and then launched a continuous counterattack.
Hearing the shouts from outside, Sima Chengguang also ran out. Upon catching sight of the Crown Prince on horseback, he hurriedly dropped to his knees to pay his respects.

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Liu Ju and Chang Yuchun were overjoyed upon hearing this, paying no mind whatsoever to Xie Wuqi's latter half of a sentence. Had there not been important business to attend to shortly, they would have insisted on dragging Xie Wuqi along to drain three hundred cups in celebration, drinking until they were dead drunk and refusing to stop.
As one of the four supreme behemoth families of Yanjing, the Liu family possessed formidable strength. Although ranked last among the four great families, they were still a colossal entity—a dormant tiger lying in wait.
Zhao Ying experienced a surge of wild joy; she discovered that after Lin Chen's massage, her physical condition had visibly strengthened.
At this moment, Andres and Beniga had retreated quite a distance back from Xueliya, and in both of their eyes lurked a trace of astonishment.
His appearance truly startled everyone. It was his first day coming to the orchard, and he was still unfamiliar with everything here. Never had he imagined that on his very first day, such an incident would occur. He had overheard others spreading malicious gossip about himself and Wang Erni, and hearing it left a deeply bitter taste in his heart. Therefore, he had to step forward and clarify the situation to everyone.
The Taoist priest raised his thumb and said, "Boss, you are simply too strong! That was a rock fiend over a dozen meters tall, yet you smashed it to death with a single punch."
But right at that moment, a pitch-black demonic aura suddenly erupted from the far end of the mountain range, sending countless terrifying forces surging forth as a result.
If there had previously been even a slight possibility of choosing a new romance, now that was completely out of the question. Her heart had died a thorough, absolute death—not even a sliver of a chance for it to rekindle remained.
This man was waiting outside for her to have a change of heart, yet he did not know that she had never blamed him at all; she only loathed herself.
Leave? She was unwilling to do so. Besides, she could not leave even if she wanted to—if Eileen wanted to find her, she would eventually track her down. Furthermore, she had not yet brought down Ming Lang, not to mention Zhen Yang. She believed that Zhen Yang still had feelings for her; even if his intention in coming tonight was not for her sake, that did not mean she held no place in his heart.