33 Debut (Bonus Chapter)

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As Qu Yang had anticipated, it was not long before Zuo Lengchan of the Mount Song Sect personally arrived at Mount Heng to request that Luo Feng unite the major sects in a campaign to eradicate Black Wood Cliff.
Walking behind Luo Feng and watching his back, Zuo Lengchan sneered to himself. He was well aware of Dongfang Bubai’s true power; his plan was to orchestrate a confrontation where Luo Feng and Dongfang Bubai would leave each other crippled, ensuring that the martial arts world remained firmly in his own grasp.
Doris tilted her head curiously, her locks falling to the side, looking at the beautiful elf opposite her with confusion. Why wouldn’t she acknowledge her?
Having been ejected from the Bone Demon Forest, the Imperial Son was speechless, taking quite a while to recover from the chaotic daze.
"You have already done enough for this old man... If it weren't for the fact that your father only had you as his child, I would truly wish to take you under my wing as an adopted son..." After speaking, Governor Huang seemed to realize he had misspoken, gave a startled laugh, waved his hand at He Jingheng, and retreated into the carriage to sit.
If the bloody gash on Xiang Zuo’s neck were the only issue, it would be easy to manage. She could simply claim that the rogue Xiang Zuo had tried to bully her, and in a fit of rage, she had seized an opportunity to bite him. This explanation held water; given her temperament, such an act was entirely within character.
"Guards, secure the main hall! No one is to enter or leave without permission! You, send men to guard all gates of the manor and conduct a thorough search. And you, get to the kitchen at once; no one is to touch any ingredients..." As Governor Huang issued his orders, the people present could not help but break into hushed whispers.
"What? A bath? Sleep?" Wang Hu had initially intended to struggle, but upon hearing those last few words, his movements stalled. A glint of green light flickered in his bird eyes, and he bobbed his head in frantic agreement.
The core focus of their attention was whether the LPL teams could truly achieve good results after venturing to South Korea.
Back then, Reinhard had forcibly taken Felt away for the sole purpose of making her a candidate for the throne, going so far as to violate the spirit of knighthood to achieve it.
The shortcomings of Zuo He’s spirit were twofold: an inability to recover divine light and unsatisfactory restoration of lost blood. Di Chongxiao suffered from both, but once the critical injuries were resolved, the rest would not be difficult.

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However, the unfortunate consequence was that, according to calculations, the mortality rate of sailors on those merchant ships was bound to decrease. The death rate of sailors during the Age of Discovery had never been a precise figure, but it was certainly not as low as 10% or 20%.
Yan Yun gasped for breath, his shattered throat screaming in pain, yet he showed no sign of stopping.
At this moment, Mo Wuying had already surged out of the sea. Seeing the situation, he was shocked and hurriedly shouted, "Young Master, show mercy!" He then scrambled to maneuver his flying sword to intercept the golden blade.
Suddenly, a trail of white light appeared in the sky, and a figure nearly two meters tall emerged behind Yang Yuting, catching his falling body.
As the three left the ship and stepped onto the island, they were greeted by a throng of maids and servants bowing and offering salutations, creating a scene of immense clamor.
"Haotian, you have finally returned. You gave your father quite a fright." Before Haotian could enter the main residence of the Ji family, Ji Wuyai and the others had already come out to welcome him.
Lin Fei was in despair. She clutched her chest tightly, curling her body into a ball. For some reason, she found herself thinking of Zhang Fei, the gentle man with whom she had spent only half an afternoon.
Even if there were superhumans among the humans, and even if humanity had won, why would they bother clearing away the corpses of the ghost soldiers? One had to know that the remains of ghost soldiers were of almost no use to humans.
"Are the Eight Legions finished with those people?" Di Chongxiao sighed inwardly, thinking he should have brought Guan Shuangyan or Xuan Lengyou; the old man before him was truly difficult to deal with.
"That one, and that one," Yu Zichen commanded, even demanding to be fed. Qing Rang’s eyebrows arched in fury, but with everyone watching, she could only force a smile as she fed the morsels into Young Master Yu’s mouth.
Amidst his surprise, the golden eyes of the Beast of Lies, the Qi Snake, surfaced in the depths of Lin Xiao’s heart.

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He knew he had made his presence felt in this setting, but there was no need to draw excessive attention to himself.
A hand gently patted her back, offering a handkerchief. Thinking it was Zichen, she looked up with joy, only to be met with deep disappointment.
Yan Xiaoxiao felt a pang of regret; had she been too soft-hearted? With that thought, she deliberately pulled a stern face.
However, Nagato already understood that remaining here was not a long-term solution; this place could only be considered the fringe of the Yanhuang Empire’s central territory.
Chu Ning vaguely felt this was possible, as this sum added up to exactly 900 points of proficiency.
Therefore, Lin Tianyao and Guo Fu picked up their chopsticks to taste the food, and after a while, they had finished their meal.
This not only facilitated the security team’s operations but also ensured his complete privacy and safety during this period.
It was true; although Ye Tian had already seen her entirely and had even applied sulfonamide powder to her body, her limited mobility meant she still required Ye Tian’s assistance when bathing.
One hundred thousand years ago, his Su family had been the most powerful clan under heaven, possessing two Immortal Venerables and shaking the world with their might.