Chapter 67 Do Not Hurt Him

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On the tombstone, An Yuqi's black-and-white photograph showed a smile so familiar, so gentle and touching, that it deeply pierced Ye Qiongyu's eyes, making his heart ache as if it were being squeezed.
After a long while, when Su Qing had counted them one by one and felt every single one over, the rugged man finally let out his final breath, and everything returned to normal.
Xu Zhiheng looked calmly at the yellow-haired young man wearing pajamas and crouching before him, saying nothing, just gazing at him quietly.
The delicate and fair face was gradually shedding its youthful clumsiness, and the facial features were beginning to take on a three-dimensional sharpness, as though meticulously carved by God.
Meanwhile, far away amid the stars, Qiu Feng was trapped deep within heavy encirclement. With the Heaven-Slaying Sword not by his side, his strength was severely suppressed, and whether he could break through the encirclement remained an unknown.
Xu Zhiheng gave a soft chuckle, intending to mock him with a couple of remarks, but before he could even open his mouth, his ears suddenly twitched.
Upon hearing that the Xu Corporation's department store had achieved such a horrifying sales volume, the furious Young Master Han directly smashed his entire office to pieces. The sound of tables and chairs colliding could be heard almost three floors away, leaving the employees of the Han Group trembling with fear that day.
At the racecourse, Jiang Nianshi had not visited Hurricane for a long time, and she thought about going to see him and perhaps do some horseback riding.
Lianzhi's attitude made Han Feng feel even more distressed, but he knew that all of this was brought upon himself by his own doing, and he could blame no one else.
Ya Fei's astonishment deepened, her mouth forming an "O" shape wide enough to swallow two eggs, expressing extreme shock.
"The three passes! We must take them back, and teach these thieves an unforgettable lesson! Court dismissed!" With these words, the Emperor led his guards and eunuchs out of the grand hall.
When water-attribute magic reaches its absolute peak, one can rely on the moisture in the air to walk on air. Fire-attribute magic achieves the purpose of flight through the reactive force generated by an instantaneous high-energy burst, though that consumes a massive amount of magical power and cannot sustain long-term flight.
The Primordial Desolation Ice Soul struck once more, dispatching another twenty-seven beast deities to form a grand formation, finally bringing the full might of the Ice Soul Blazing Sun Formation into play.
Yet, viewed from several other perspectives, it could simultaneously prove the fact that he was indeed a member of the Deathly Annihilation Organization.
The Empress told him to wait outside while she went in to take a look. Once inside, she did not emerge for a long time. When she finally came out, her expression was grave as she asked him whether he wanted to save the mother or the child.
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Although there were some misunderstandings in the midst of it all, Ye Yang had indeed been captured by men sent under his orders, making him bear the heaviest responsibility.
"Don't worry, Huahua, I will certainly not live up to your expectations. I will practice diligently without fail and reach the first layer of Qi Refining as soon as possible." Niu Dali spoke these words with resounding force, his determination clearly audible in his tone.
Atop the fiery red grass crown, however, something akin to a ball of flame was burning. Two completely contrasting colors and attributes grew wondrously upon a single plant, which was truly miraculous.
There was no fatigue on his face, nor were there dark circles under his eyes, yet he had painstakingly exerted himself earlier to uproot these flowers for her.
That's right, Dongzi was planning to buy a computer today to keep at home, making it much more convenient to look up information and surf the internet in the future.
Lifting his gaze, he saw Lin Yong puffing on a cigarette, his eyes narrowing slightly against the pungent smoke, looking right back at him. It was as if they were engaged not in a fight, but in the most ordinary of everyday tasks.
"What?" Upon hearing this news, everyone's expressions were filled with shock and utter perplexity.
The two finally met, and their two blades finally crossed against each other at this moment. Every collision emitted dazzling sparks, and the entire battle circle was permeated with the scent of iron and smoke.
"Tian-ge, the Golden Triangle is pressing us for the payment again," Fang Ziqiang said to Ye Weitian, who was bare-chested on the sofa.
Lin Yong and Tu Ying followed the tracker in this manner. After swimming ashore, Shi Feng led Lin Yong and Tu Ying in circles through the most densely populated city in the world.
Looking annoyed, Lin Yong opened the door and stepped out of the car, watching from afar as a Los Angeles patrol officer walked down the alley devouring a giant hot dog.
The Six-Eared Macaque used the Yin-Yang Lamp to help Yuan Hong break through the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts, and from then on, all seven monsters of Mount Mei regarded Ting Feng'er as their grand king.
Shi Yuyu was building a snowman, and after a great deal of coaxing and playing the spoiled child, she finally made auntie relent, bundling her up thickly and letting her run wild.
As soon as he got back into the car, he saw Assistant Li adjust his glasses and "remind" him with a completely calm expression.
Back then, Wang Xueying had taken her three-and-a-half-year-old younger brother out with her, and they ate spiked potatoes by the roadside together.
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It was just that the road of exile was filled with hardship; of the four concubines, one had already fallen ill and died along the way, while a younger sister had just suffered an illness and only began to recover somewhat over the past few days.
Qinghuan had initially been somewhat at a loss for words, and speaking of these matters now made it seem somewhat as though her previous trust in him had been insufficient.
Though he had long since passed the green and tender years of youth, his heart still beat involuntarily faster after uttering those words.
Rubbing his chin with his fingers, Qin Yu glanced sideways at Ouyang Sheng kneeling within the main hall, a flash of biting cold light gleaming in the depths of his eyes.
He pointed toward the fields by the roadside, where a farmer wearing a straw hat paused his labor, stood up, and smiled, waving a greeting to them.
Shi Yuyu froze for a moment. She had considered what kind of reaction Yan Shian might have, but she never expected that his very first thought would be for her safety.
Clayton looked at the corpses. Their hands were still bound by ropes and had not broken free, causing him to frown involuntarily.
After ending the lives of the two fierce beasts, Yi Feng was about to dig out their core crystals when it grew completely dark—so much so that, for ordinary people, it could truly be described as not being able to see one's own hand before one's face.
It could be said that what they relied upon now was solely the Chaotic Thunder Tribulation Formation before them; if the formation were to be broken, the outcome would be death for everyone.
Han Xing had constantly been trying to figure out where the night actually began. The distant mountains, the nearby river bend, or the village? None of them seemed quite accurate. Once you perceive the arrival of dusk, you can no longer escape. Unlike the mist in the mountains, it does not keep a distance of a few meters from you; there is simply no room for maneuver.
The old man was seen curiously peering around, crawling through the glass, climbing inside, and sitting down right between Ling Xiao and Zhang Jianhui, gazing about with an expression full of joy and curiosity.
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