Chapter 32: You Knew Each Other Before?

"Glory!" The battle monk who had been pointed at maintained a calm expression. He knelt on one knee, his eyes fixed firmly on the man before him in a scene reminiscent of a formal ritual.

It was as if his soul had left his body, encompassing and penetrating everything around him. It was not a sensation perceived directly through the eyes, but rather a more wondrous form of inspiration, as if a three-dimensional image, mapped by ultrasonic detection, had appeared in his mind.

Would someone like that be out in the wilderness alone in the middle of the night grinding a boss? Even Fan Qiucheng himself didn't believe it, let alone anyone else. Either that person possessed a rare item that temporarily boosted attack power, or the boss had an incredibly rare attribute that automatically increased the damage it received.

Suddenly, the stage lights flickered on and off until they finally vanished, plunging the scene into total darkness and leading those in the audience who were unaware of the plan to believe the circuitry had failed.

Chen Jianghua tracked the assassin, maintaining a distance of about fifty meters. Although the assassin remained in his line of sight, he began to grow anxious.

Su Zimo felt relieved, closed the heavy door behind him, and followed Mei Bixue's footsteps deeper inside.

Liu Tian walked into the room at the end of the corridor, where Liu Shi and Liu Shan came out to greet him, along with Liu Hao and the others. As Liu Tian approached and joined the group, he felt the warmth of family—a bond so profound that he had never experienced its equal anywhere else.

Zhong Li’s expression shifted violently. He flung the shattered jade slip from his hand and stared fixedly at the pitch-black entrance of the Battle Witch Cave, his face clouded with doubt, confusion, and a gloom born of a suspicion he desperately refused to believe.

Part of the reason he chose this path was for this very purpose. Fortunately, his injuries had now fully healed.

If this era were truly a Great Era, then many powerful figures would choose to undergo reincarnation and cultivation once more. At the very least, experts from two previous epochs would awaken in this age. When that time came, it would be a true Great Era—a world teeming with powerhouses, where Heaven-tier and Saint-tier experts would be as common as hair on an ox, and even King-tier masters would not be rare.

The Snow Mountain school of swordsmanship inherited by Ling Hun was renowned throughout the world for its defensive prowess. Thus, the ascetic monk Ku Xing Tou Tuo hoped that he would be able to endure and hold out for those three days and three nights.

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From that point on, Siberia east of the 80th meridian east longitude fell under the control of the Chinese side.

At this moment, the Supreme Demon Lord Ming Leng realized that he and his kin were truly in danger.

Yi Han did not answer; there was no need. Her recent actions had already proven it.

Many who were politically sensitive and possessed their own insights felt a sense of pride in their foresight while sighing with emotion: these events had turned out exactly as they had suspected.

Mo Wentian frowned immediately. How could he not know that this person had done it on purpose? Having been outmaneuvered just moments ago, the man was now retaliating in kind, clearly intending to cause trouble.

Zhaofeng had already entered the world belonging to Li Guo. This world was not the underworld in the general sense, but an independent space belonging to the soul; more precisely, it resembled a dreamscape. This dream world was filled with color, bizarre and phantasmagorical, and teeming with many extraordinary landscapes.

He sat there in a daze. The martial general who had been holding him down released his grip with a look of awe after a moment, and followed the others in prostrating themselves before him.

Although the intentions of the opposing party were unclear, Li Guo preferred to treat them as hypothetical enemies. After all, two tigers cannot share one mountain. As the Shushan Sword Sect was slowly recovering its vitality, the people on Kunlun Mountain would never pass up an opportunity to strike, given the long-standing grudge between the two factions.

"It seems we are not welcome here. Daoji, let us go elsewhere," Xue Chongxun said, turning to Zhang.

Furthermore, since Tang Yuanzhen stood on the side of "national righteousness," the people of the Sanhuai Hall dared not voice their resentment, no matter how indignant they felt.

Wang Jing remembered that when they first met, he had assumed Liu Chang was the boss, but Liu Chang later specifically told him that the shop belonged to Zhou Qiqi.

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In the microscopic world, particles constrained by the strong interaction—such as protons and neutrons—are called hadrons. Based on their mass, they also belong to the category of baryons, while electrons are leptons. However, whether they are protons or neutrons, hadrons or baryons, they all belong to the category of "slow particles."

However, he had never experienced the situation Wang Jing described; even the first time he fed Zuizui, it hadn't been difficult at all.

"Father, Mother, I... I am going to the shop to look around." Tang Mi could no longer bear to listen. She felt her parents were too partial toward her, and a faint sense of guilt toward her brother, sister-in-law, and nephew stirred within her.

Leaning against a cushion to rest for a moment, Ping Yi felt her heart palpitations ease. She rose, preparing to head to the next shop to check the accounts.

The Li family ancestor narrowed his eyes and remained silent, though his expression suggested he agreed with Li Youtang’s assessment.

Baili Qianmu walked out of the house, summoned Huohuo, unleashed her nine tails, and concealed her face with the "Ten Thousand Phenomena." Huohuo soared into the sky above the Ji residence. Baili Qianmu looked down at the head of the Ji family, who was still kneeling in the main hall, and declared: "An eye for an eye. The Ji family poisoned me and sought my life—it is wicked, hateful, and deserving of death."

During this period, Liu Chang felt quite relaxed, as most of the tasks regarding pet training were simple matters.