He was silent for a moment before finally speaking, “I understand.”

“Stop flattering yourself,” Su Yun denied flatly.

“Oh?” Wei Heng’s tone rose with amusement. “Then who was it just now, confessing to me and vowing to drive the Monster from my heart?”

“That was just a lyric. I happened to glance at you while singing,” Su Yun stubbornly refused to admit anything.

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By all reasoning, after more than sixty years, the bullet scar should have healed. Yet, it remained as fresh as a new wound.

The air current was gentle, yet powerful. When it brushed against the palm, it forced the hand back, bending it at a right angle, a dull ache threatening to flare.

There were no city walls, nor were any needed. Three hundred thousand Snow God Riders guarded the city, along with nine hundred floating cloud ships and a hundred thousand Heavenly Troops. Within, six hundred thousand city guards and imperial soldiers stood ready.

These days, every time Lu Qingwei saw him emerge from the recording studio, she would teasingly call him “boss” and even offer a mock salute.

The singer’s voice was pleasant enough, but it lacked the brilliance she was seeking. She dragged the progress bar forward.

“Are you pursuing someone called Tian?” Ling Chen asked bluntly.

Though he didn’t fully understand, Jiang Dali did as he was told, helping to write two addresses and affixing stamps.

Chi Mei didn’t know the reason. She only knew she had never reached the depths of Wenren Xingyi’s heart. Since she had told him herself that Ye Changtian commanded two armies of Imperial Fate, it could not be wrong.

Xu Nanyi was surprisingly agreeable. Xu Beinan raised her eyebrow, sensing something was off, but unable to pinpoint it, let it go.

Mass production of chips? This was indeed a serious matter; equipment, technology, and reputation were all essential. Yet, he lacked the capacity for mass production. Who could he turn to? He hadn’t considered the new company’s work in detail lately. Ding Chi, at a loss, tapped the table lightly, mulling it over.

Nine hundred years ago, the Enlightenment Tree sensed that its first leaves had nearly reached their limit. The foot-long leaves, marked by nine great Dao patterns, occasionally shimmered with strange visions.

If not for tempering his body, Sword Heart would have absolute confidence in crossing the heavenly tribulation. Now, seizing upon this immense pain, he activated his Chaotic Golden Body, hoping to break through to the fourth layer—the Crimson Gold Realm—at the very brink of life and death.

“So I hope you can keep this matter a secret for me,” Jian Qingning said, nodding in response.

When Chu Xiangyang was utterly defeated, Old Master Tang was momentarily stunned, standing there in a daze.

“If you want to know who took Wang Pingyao, you’ll have to ask those two,” said Nanny Li. As her words fell, two silver needles flew toward Mo Buyu and Mo Liu outside the door.

“Go ahead, Zhelu will understand,” Feng Xie said, preparing to channel his energy into Yu Si’s body.

Then, within the cave, he slowly set the power of time in motion, assisted by the Supreme Spring of Life, shaping it with the force of rivers and mountains.

The No-Return Sword Guard was said to be the strongest defensive legion of Silver Moon. Once the sword formation was deployed, it was as solid as a rock. With their support, Yuntian and the others managed to regain some ground.

Zhao Rongsheng felt a chill between his legs. He waved his dagger, sending out dozens of starlit rays to block the deadly strike. He fell back instinctively. With the purple-gold robe on, he had no reason to fear, but instinct prevailed.

In the photo, Qin Yike held milk tea and chocolate, her expression rather cold. By contrast, Lu Tianze’s eyes and brows were full of laughter, making him look several years younger than usual.

As a result, all the village officials became restless. Each was especially concerned about the local medicinal herb plantation, hoping to secure more investment.

Her second entry into the palace was marked by an entirely different state of mind. The first time, she had gone in with a clear purpose and determination.

“What are you looking at?” the waitress asked curiously. Was there a celebrity present? Though the country of Moro was in Africa, it was a vacation paradise. Many celebrities were seen there, and countless dramas and films were shot on location.