21 Fetish
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Seeing that Bai Qi actually dared to pit his battle spirit against him head-on, the death knight nearly laughed aloud. Did he not know that dealing with spirits was precisely his specialty?
His arrows almost never missed—almost never. Yet today, he had missed. Just who was that young man?
When Qian Lai saw Ling Yan withdraw and leave the combat circle, he swaggered over, strutting into the arena with an insufferably smug gait.
He did not know whether, in the future, he would end up gripping a hoe, bending over the earth with his back to the sky, spending his entire life plowing one furrow after another. But he knew that, for now, he no longer wished to live that way.
That fierce aura immediately drew everyone’s attention. All eyes followed the figure as it stopped before Nan Lichen. His face was furious, his gaze razor-sharp, and his entire body seemed to be brewing a storm.
If Yun Xuerou had not been injured at this moment, if she had not become an empty shell, Li Changfeng would have been overjoyed. But now, he had fallen completely into demonic corruption.
“By the way, they were asking about the five young people who arrived first on Purple Star. Do you know where they are?” the middle-aged man asked.
“Let’s go.” Lin Feng and Ye Xiaoyun exchanged a glance, then looked around. Seeing that no one else was there, they walked forward together.
Facing the blue radiance shining upon him, Colin raised an eyebrow, utterly baffled by what the other party was doing. Were they trying to give it a buff?
Although Lu Zuoyu had once stayed on Black Jade Island, he had hardly ever interacted with Class F, and therefore did not know Zongzi.
“Who are you?!” Li Xiuer asked in astonishment, staring at the dark-complexioned, honest-looking young man.
Ever since Zhou Hong had handed Ye Zhiqing over to Lian Hui, Zhou Zhen had kept him running himself ragged. The gold mine on Rongshan Island was of paramount importance. Aside from sending people to submit memorials to the imperial court, they also had to inventory Rongshan Island’s assets and arrange the aftermath and relief efforts.
After taking the pill, Lin Wei waited for its effects to take hold while savoring the sight of Baili Xifeng’s body twisting and writhing in agony.
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The words spoken earlier by Master Lu had attracted considerable attention. Several sharp gazes faintly settled on Su Yu as well; those people had clearly entered from the outside world.
An Xuemo suddenly saw darkness before her eyes. Her body went numb for half a second, leaving her no time to dodge. The cane struck her painfully on the knee, and she immediately fell to both knees.
The illustration on the card was simple. Like a spring, it depicted a vast, crystal-clear lake shimmering faintly, with wisps of steam rising from its surface.
His sensual Adam’s apple rolled up and down as he released an almost inaudible moan, yet he could not bear to push her away.
He knew only that he had never intended to harm that innocent child. Yet today, he had nearly caused the child’s death.
“As long as we can kill her, I’ll do whatever you say, Godmother.” A poisonous glint flashed through Mu Churou’s carefully made-up eyes.
Yet at this moment, he had withdrawn that formidable coldness. His aura carried a trace of intimacy, his features were gentle, and people were drawn to him before they even realized it.
The instant the priest opened the gate, a silver face suddenly emerged from the darkness and appeared before him like a demon. “Devil!” Just as the priest was about to cry out, an object gleaming silver in the moonlight pressed against his throat.
Above them, countless sword shadows and flashes of light shook toward Yin Junfeng for a moment. Then, as though they had suddenly received an order, they all fired at him at once, launching a dense barrage of swords from above, below, left, right, front, and behind.
Vice Minister Jin of the Ministry of Rites was a typical old-fashioned pedant. He knelt bolt upright, speaking with anguish and impassioned fervor.
“Think whatever you like!” Lin Shu turned and walked away. She simply wanted Lin Lian to feel unbearably itchy and miserable inside.
It actually caused every young man present who prided himself on having an unyielding spirit to feel, in an instant, an inferiority so profound that they believed themselves utterly inadequate beside him.
As for Kim Seol-hyun, Yang Ke took her to a bathroom in the villa that had never been used since it was first decorated. Compared with the Ginobili family, the villa was simply far too large. After explaining everything to Kim Seol-hyun, Yang Ke returned to the gymnasium alone.
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Jinxiu’s words had ultimately come true: the ruler was a boat, and the people were water; water could carry the boat, but it could also overturn it. Now she still had one thing left to do—to protect the safety of these people and help them achieve their goal.
An idea suddenly struck him. Recalling a legend from the demon realm, he looked at Yun Yueyao with icy eyes and said, “I heard that fox demons are born without gender. Only after finding someone they love and falling deeply for that person do they unite yin and yang and choose a gender.”
After being verbally torn to shreds by Liu Yun, he did not dare vent his anger, but could only swallow it and keep it bottled inside. When his eyes met Shuang’er’s, a faint note of rivalry flickered within them.
“Miss Lin, you should return to your room and rest properly. The physician said that, because you have been exhausted for days and caught a chill, you need several days of quiet recuperation,” Mo Ziyun said, looking at Lin Meimian.
“That idiot will never turn back once he has set his mind on something. You might as well tell him the truth.” Another voice rang out. Ding Huo did not need to look; from the fluctuations of primordial force alone, he recognized it as Qisidis.
No wooden arrows came this time. Instead, a huge wooden plow crashed toward her. It was covered in spikes. Seeing it, Ai Xiang’er quickly dodged. The plow missed, spun several times in midair, and finally came to a stop.
The cultivators of the Tianyuan Sect did not seem eager to kill the group from Tianya City. Instead, as though amusing themselves, they released blasts of force from a great distance. Whenever one struck a soldier, the soldier was smashed to pieces, and the cultivators of the Tianyuan Sect laughed uproariously with delight.
He began to sense this world, this space—not with internal energy, but with his purest senses.
Between the two of them, those words meant that neither wished to disturb the other. But to anyone unaware of the truth, they would surely become yet another charge against Murong Zhi.
According to the orders of the regional divisions and the local committee, coffins were to be prepared by each county and district for all the fallen martyrs. They had to be buried together and commemorative stones erected; under no circumstances were they to be buried casually. After all, the situation had eased, and the number of martyrs was not especially large. Moreover, since the fighting had taken place in their own homeland, they still possessed the time and ability to prepare the coffins.
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