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Ye Lengxin let out a sharp cry as two icy hands rapidly coalesced, enveloping Wang Congxin within the space formed by their phantom embrace.

By the time the three of them finally hung up the phone and it ceased its ringing, it was already time for dinner. Yet, they sat before their computers in unison, their expressions complex, even tinged with a hint of bitterness.

Following a round of mutual commercial flattery, Liu Bei once again swindled his way into acquiring a thousand troops and supplies. Although it was a free handout, judging by his demeanor, Liu Bei remained less than satisfied.

With Zhao Yun delayed by Lu Bu, the situation on the city walls began to shift. Following Lu Bu, Zhang Liao and Gao Shun also ascended the ramparts. In the *Romance of the Three Kingdoms*, there was the "Three Heroes Fighting Lu Bu," but now it was the reverse: Lu Bu, leading Zhang Liao and Gao Shun, began to engage Zhao Yun, Zhao Zilong.

Karl’s eyes narrowed slightly, his expression remaining composed, calm, and indifferent. The initial excitement had vanished completely.

It was not until Lu Jiuci had run to the restroom four times in one afternoon, eventually forcing the nurse to get him some anti-diarrhea medication, that everyone finally snapped back to reality.

Meng Yu asked, as the abilities of the Spirit-Possessed Fire Corpse were simply too formidable, essentially ignoring all attacks.

"I have one." Ye Lengxin placed her hand behind her back, withdrew a slightly yellowed card from her storage space, and handed it to the middle-aged man wearing the faded camouflage.

Suddenly, a breath of clear energy directly dissipated the soul of the Gourd Child. It was the clear energy that Wang Youyu had stored in the Gourd Child’s forehead at the critical moment, protecting him.

The clansmen of the White Wolf tribe naturally did not know what she had said, but Wang Youyu had heard it clearly.

Suddenly, pitch-black rats and snakes over a meter long tumbled into the mud pit. The rats scurried about in the mire, the snakes slithered aimlessly, a dark, swarming mass that emitted rustling sounds and the eerie squeaking of the rats.

Gu Ping did not understand why Chen Qianhu was in such a state, but due to their status difference, he dared not ask and could only act as if nothing had happened.

Under the current circumstances, unaware of how many more monsters lay ahead, pursuing them was clearly an unwise choice.

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*Click, click...* A dense sound of metallic clashing echoed as a dozen cold gun barrels locked onto Chen Xun.

The assassin felt as if he had been struck by a heavy sledgehammer; his hands were jarred open, and his arms felt as though they had snapped.

The two beauties of the Great Qian, along with the noble Eldest Princess, all had emotional entanglements with the old man. For a fleeting moment, the image of Ye Qingxuan in his mind became incomparably tall.

The remaining members of the Lone Wolf B-Team were no simple characters either. He had long coveted them; incorporating them into the Wolf Fang would not only greatly increase the strength of the unit.

Tang Zi was stunned once again. Wasn't it Chen Xun who had lured the venomous insects and snakes that caused the injuries? If it wasn't his responsibility, was it Lei Zhan's fault?

After casually instructing the disciples of the Artifact Refining Sect to tidy up the valley, he walked straight into the main hall and then went to the back mountain for a while. It was unknown what he had discussed with Granny Xin.

Zhang Yue, like Zhang Jinxiao, did not understand why the Zhang family feared the Qin family, but after looking at the five clear fingerprints on his sister’s face, he swallowed hard and dared not speak again.

Watching them leave, some of the surrounding tourists could not help but make angry sounds, though they secretly thought that they were all cut from the same cloth. After thinking this, they did not forget to spit in the direction the group had departed.

In a prosperous age, there is no peace; the outside world is restless, and the internet is even more so. The news about Rong Lang and Chen Zi dominated the headlines. To outsiders, it was filled with nothing but love.

As for the matter of the corpses, he had almost forgotten about it. It must be said that he was quite good at distancing himself; it only took him a moment or two to put his own affairs behind him.

"Hahaha, it’s fine, it’s fine. We made it through in the end anyway. As long as we’ve crossed once, this place no longer restricts us. Let’s go, let’s head back to provide support for them," Wuhua laughed.

Whether it was because the chill outside was too heavy or the silver charcoal in the room was not burning brightly enough, the moment Situ Qianchen entered, the temperature in the entire main hall plummeted.

Ye Yun’s pupils could not help but constrict. If this fat man harbored any hostility toward him, he would already be a corpse.

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"Get lost. Who has a connection with you?" Only Ye Zishan’s cold voice could be heard. Upon hearing it, Xing Yue felt a sense of familiarity, though she could not place it for the moment.

The midnight breeze was refreshing, yet even in midsummer, there remained a trace of chill in the air. The sparse vegetation on the mountain swayed gently in the wind, evoking an indescribable melancholy that lingered in the heart.

"Is that so... Then, I have no acquaintance with Jin Shan. Can he come to help me? Besides, where is he now?" Hou Yi said, feeling rather discouraged.

"These days, Yi Mo has been very diligent in learning what I have taught her; she is very hardworking," Yun Mo felt a sense of comfort in his heart.

"Get out." With that word, the matter was settled for the day. They fled in a panic, wishing they had grown extra legs to run faster.

Fu Can narrowed his eyes, his slender, withered branch pointing forward with lightning speed before pulling back just as quickly. Despite the lightness of the branch, he performed the movement as if it required immense effort.

At that time, his excitement was beyond measure, filled with the feeling that his life was complete. He suddenly felt that as long as people were safe, it didn't matter what the final outcome would be. Sometimes he felt he was too indulgent toward Gu Lingge, but in truth, he could not bear to be too harsh with her.

"Excuse me, are you...?" Teacher Duan asked calmly, and upon hearing this, Lan Youming suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Watching Lan Yi’s expression, Yang Lian’er’s mind began to race. Because Lan Yi had always maintained the appearance of an upright gentleman and there had been no word of him being betrothed to anyone, if she could capture Lan Yi, would she still need to worry about the whereabouts of Qing Ruifan? This would also allow her to control Lian Yue—killing two birds with one stone.

Lan Pingling realized with a start that things were not as bad as he had imagined, for as he took a step forward, he saw Liu Qi’s chest still rising and falling. It seemed she was still alive.