Volume One, Chapter Seven: What Scene Is the Imperial Sister Playing Today?

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The man holding the fan's expression shifted slightly. Since his appearance, he had never shown the slightest fluctuation of martial power. If someone at the Martial King level wanted to conceal their strength, not even Tang Yu, who was at the Martial Master level, nor those at the Martial Enthusiast level, could possibly detect it.
When they arrived, the restaurant had just opened; the waitstaff were cleaning the front hall, and the cooks were anxiously preparing the day's ingredients in the kitchen.
"Will this thing reveal the League of Heroes interface inside me?" Tang Yu asked hesitantly.
Qin Fengming, who had been closely watching Ma Zhe’s expression, immediately turned pale, a chill running through him. Trembling, he asked, "Ma Zhe, is there no cure?" Struggling to sit up, he ignored the pain in his body, gritting his teeth as he pushed himself up.
In her panic, Luo Qianxue glanced back, and seeing no pursuers, a trace of confusion crossed her face.
Members of the Meng family were all extremely excited. They might not know who Shang Keyao was, but judging from Duan Changlong’s attitude toward her and the meaning behind his words, how could they not be pleased?
Jin Lingjiu successfully plucked two coconuts, then bounced back onto the windowsill, carrying them as she approached Shi Yujuan and Shi Minyan, who were dumbfounded.
As the vice president of the student council and the most valued ace commentator this term, her professionalism was beyond doubt.
Unfortunately, faced with such terrifying dragon claws from the Bone Dragon, no matter how hard Tang Ming resisted, it was like a drop in the ocean.
Her eyes held only Mu Chendong, and her heart belonged solely to him; she would never deign to glance at any other man.
Cang Ma placed both hands on the ground, and a massive flow of water surged from his palms, spreading in two opposite directions, encircling the entire Chicheng Mountain.
If he told him, it was certain the secret would leak to the royal family. If the Wolf Clan’s royal household discovered vampires had trespassed into their territory—especially the homes of the twelve princes—how could they possibly spare the vampire clan, or Murong Chenxi and Xingyao?
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By February 16, the Japanese troops had completely withdrawn from parts of Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Only the National Government’s war zones remained.
However, when they attacked the Three Ancient Realms, the treasures they encountered still enticed them greatly.
Amid pain and screams, the strongest bald man had already left his position. Yun Long Tian drew his sword to confront him; there was no time to be surprised by Lu Fengzi’s attribute change. Facing different opponents simultaneously, the two resumed their battle.
Moreover, dual cultivation of both alchemy and martial arts was the more expedient path—this was the insight he had gained at the cost of his previous life.
Thus, East 12 was left empty. Last year, with new students enrolling, East 12 was once again fully occupied, but these unfortunate newcomers also witnessed strange phenomena and heard eerie sounds.
Upon hearing this, his officers grew even more fearful. Yet, seeing Jiang the Bald roar so fiercely, they immediately prepared themselves.
Murong Chenxi glanced at the sky outside, nodded, and took Murong Xingyao’s hand, saying, “It’s time to go.”
The “Twin Lotus Dancers” bravely pondered for a moment before realizing Lin Mo was referring to the pair of twin dancers.
The entire company’s system faced the same problem. The technical staff helplessly stared at the computers, wishing to salvage the situation, but the moment the computer was turned on, it was already over.
After learning Tai Chi, he also met Zhang Sanfeng, but whenever they met face to face, he instinctively ignored him.
Seeing Wang Ziqian, memories flooded back, along with the voice of Wang Lin from the phone call—wasn’t he supposed to be on a business trip for a week?
Before Shangguan Jie, the chill seemed less intense; Shangguan Jie... didn’t seem that angry after all.
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Mu Qing looked calmly at the person before him. Murong Xi was momentarily stunned; realizing this, she quickly withdrew her hand and, using the excuse of changing clothes, quietly slipped into the inner chamber.
Kamora understood this was not a battle they could intervene in and immediately pulled Star-Lord and Rocket Raccoon away.
In her hurried escape, Murong Xi saw Lin Xuanying’s frail figure held tightly by her man. His pale hand gently caressed Lin Xuanying’s cheek, the movements soft and tender.
Murong Wentian ignored Lin Baihe’s gaze and, like Qian Jin’s parents, immediately addressed them as family.
Her long hair was still damp, cascading over her shoulders. Murong Xi lifted a strand and twirled it slowly between her fingers. She blinked innocently at the person before her; her clothes were somewhat disheveled, her skin fair, faintly scented with a light fragrance.
This was also why, after the great incident at Luoshuiyue, it took a long time before the Luo family learned of it—and that only by accident.
Yang Ming had heard of Li Zonglin’s reputation and knew his influence in China was extraordinary.
“I’ll wash your clothes clean and return them. I’ll go home first and find you some clean clothes; wait for me a moment!” Li Guyu took the cucumber and hurried inside.
“They’ve been shot full of holes; they’re all dead.” The Paper Tiger crouched at the front edge of the carriage, lifting the curtain on one side while holding a lantern on the other to illuminate the interior. The lantern was small, casting a pale circle of light about three meters across.