39 Usurping the Han (11)

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Ye Xueying seized the opportunity to take out a jade-carved figurine and, using puppet magic, transformed it into an exact likeness of herself.

“Old Black, thrust the short sword downward at an angle toward the position behind you. Use Shield Bash.” The moment Ye Jiu saw this, he shouted the command.

No other race could compare with humanity when it came to reproduction and cultivation speed. Even the races that had survived from ancient times were envious of this advantage, but because of the differences between races, all their admiration and jealousy were ultimately futile.

First came Yue Shuang, the foremost cultivator in Demon Cloud, a late-stage Nascent Soul expert. He led two mid-stage Nascent Soul disciples into the Equal Cultivators’ Army and established a sect rule within the Han Yue Sect: once any disciple formed a Nascent Soul, they were required to join the Equal Cultivators’ Army.

I hurriedly examined my wound. Fortunately, it was only about three inches long and not very deep. It would probably heal within ten days or half a month.

Han Sanbian wolfed down his food while mumbling indistinctly to Jin Su’e, “No need. I still have to hurry back!”

At two or three in the afternoon, the sun was still scorching. The intense sunlight made my scalp ache faintly, and I felt as though oil were seeping from every pore. Fortunately, a slight breeze offered some relief from the oppressive heat.

After Shangguan Tie finished speaking, he thrust out one palm. His formidable palm force erupted and struck toward Shangguan Yan’s chest.

When the three young masters heard that it truly was their paternal uncle, they exchanged glances, thoroughly vexed. They had finally managed to invite Ye Xueying out that evening, only for this paternal uncle to ruin everything. Ye Xueying rarely went out, and they could not enter the rear courtyard of the marquis’ residence. It would be difficult to find such a good opportunity again.

The old man frowned and waved his hand. “What are you here for? I’m busy. I don’t have time to waste fooling around with you!”

The more You Yitian thought about it, the more excited he became, and the hotter his blood seemed to boil. He was now almost impatient to begin cultivating his supernatural abilities. He had completely forgotten that a Phantom Angel was still standing beside him.

The Seven-Colored Phantom Leopard was an exceptionally spiritual magical beast. Possessing mental magic, it was extremely sensitive to its surroundings. At such a subtle and tense moment, it suddenly made an unusual movement, instantly putting Sheila and Guangying Shuang on alert.

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“You’re the director of the cardboard-box factory?” Xiao Han asked the dwarf, who barely came up to his thigh and stood only three inches tall.

After washing my hands, I went to another room to have my height measured, be photographed, and give my fingerprints. When it was over, they handcuffed me to that window again.

Kunpeng was sharp-tongued indeed. He turned a plea for help into something grand and magnificent, as though Mysterious Wood Island were about to be destroyed by the demon race, which would then reclaim the three realms of Heaven and Earth occupied by humanity, and as though Kunpeng had come only to ensure that Buddhism received a share of the spoils.

Jieyi fell into deep thought once again. Even when Asuna took the cup from the table, filled it with milk, and placed it back in front of her, she showed no reaction whatsoever.

“Policy, I won’t speak in empty platitudes. I asked you here today because there’s something very important I’d like you to help me think through,” Yao Benze said solemnly.

“Your department has a newly assigned graduate student from Northern University named Zhao Zhengce. You need to be cautious in how you deal with him,” Zhang Quan said slowly.

A storm was brewing, and the whole tower seemed to tremble before it. Zhuang Wangu looked up at the sky and found it overcast and oppressively dark, as though it were foretelling the arrival of some terrifying catastrophe. He performed a divination with his fingers and calculated for a long while before finally grasping the secret of Heaven.

A sharp light suddenly flashed in Zhang Mingyu’s deep eyes. He drove one silver needle into Mochan’s head and another into its tail.

If I ran now, would I still make it in time? The schedule was never in my hands, so this was a question I could never answer with ease. I glanced at my master and asked, “What time is it exactly? Master, you have to give me a serious answer.”

The captain replied, “If the visitor means us harm, I’m afraid the submarine won’t be able to reach the base. Report this situation to the base.”

After washing up, Ling Shan tied her hair up and put on a hat. She also changed into a man’s clothes. Without a careful look, she truly could have been mistaken for a handsome young man.

I smiled and said nothing more. The situation here was already perfectly clear. All I was doing now was dealing with certain matters as calmly as possible. That was how I consoled myself.

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At that moment, the captain of the criminal police team who had just been mentioned walked in, accompanied by another officer.

Burdened by a string of questions, Lin Rui gently rubbed his temples, trying to clear his head and sort out his thoughts. He threw off the covers and got out of bed, just as he was about to leave the room when the door opened.

Han Xuan discreetly pinched the fat on its belly to show his excitement. An Ya, meanwhile, frowned slightly. She could never hide what she was thinking and was regretting that she had failed to draw a straight flush. She had never played cards herself; she only knew that a straight flush was a strong hand.

“How is that possible?” Han Mao lowered the map in his hand and spurred his horse forward. Sure enough, in that brief span of time, the other side had accelerated until it vanished from their field of vision.

This was the first time Mu Rong Xiao had ever encountered an invited one from a foreign race, and the fellow appeared to be quite wealthy.

Hannah clearly seemed confident, and everyone felt somewhat reassured. Claudia had always been strong, yet she suddenly threw herself into Maria’s arms and burst into tears, casting an air of desolation over the scene once more.

“Tch.” Yan Xueqi rolled her eyes at Chen Tian, then raised her right hand. The air around them suddenly turned icy cold, and an elegantly shaped dagger appeared in her grasp.

By noon, the sunlight had reached its fiercest. Even through the thick roof, Mu Rong Xiao’s flawless incarnation could instinctively feel the searing heat and unconsciously shifted farther inward.

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