Chapter 65 Everyone Here Must Die

Those ice crystals fell upon her body, seeming to sink deep into her very marrow, and it felt as though that was not all.

Princess Aphrodite felt as if she were about to be penetrated by that burning, hard rod. Her consciousness could not hold out for long before she was instantly overwhelmed by an intense wave of desire, until finally, nothing was left in the grand hall save for her seductive moans and the incessant sound of slapping flesh.

Seeing that the person who emerged was Xue Wanying, the Old Ghost of Five Poisons changed expression drastically. He could never have imagined that Xue Wanying would actually pursue him all the way here.

"Hehe, no matter, you need not be so constrained. I have heard all about your affairs. Would you be so kind as to lend me your Dog-Beating Stick for a look?" the old man in burlap robes asked Jin Yun, though he appeared somewhat unnatural when uttering the three words "Dog-Beating Stick."

Shen Qiuyu forced herself to concentrate all her attention on the Crown Prince, stepping forward with a smile.

The commotion that Li Xu heard occurred at this very moment. However, by the time he rushed over, the White Tiger had already resumed human form, and its cultivation realm had broken through to the early stage of the True Immortal realm.

As if to confirm Luca's speculation, a messenger horseman galloped over from the center of the vanguard, conveying the commander's orders to the forward forces.

"What do you suggest? Does this old man look like he knows what to do?!" Li Batian roared angrily, spraying spittle all over the other's face. Terrified, Li Zhen shrank his neck back and dared not utter another word.

Upon seeing the mountainous terrain looming ahead, Luca's heart violently contracted a few times, and immediately a solemn expression washed over his weathered face.

Yet where was she now? Though she had left her sect, she still possessed human emotions, after all. Would she appear at this session of the Seven Sects Martial Gathering?

Wang Haitao's anti-aircraft weaponry was extremely limited. Aside from the dozens of German-made anti-aircraft guns brought away by Old Chiang, the rest could only be deployed around the city of Nanjing for air defense, leaving him utterly incapable of distributing anti-aircraft weapons to all units. Consequently, the garrisons at various outposts could do nothing but endure the frantic bombing and shelling by Japanese aircraft and artillery.

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The topaz inlaid in the Flowing Light Heavenly Sword was known as the Heavenly Light Brilliant Jade, a rare spiritual treasure in its own right. It possessed the ability to absorb the light elements and spiritual energy between heaven and earth, making it an excellent fine item for restoring spiritual energy. For those who cultivated light-attribute spiritual energy or spiritual beasts, it was nothing short of divine.

"No, Baldy, look! Something is drifting over!" The driver's voice trembled slightly as he pointed ahead, seemingly having spotted something terrifying.

"You guys just came from the direction of the half-demon territory, didn't you? Were those monsters over there killed by you?" the leader asked at this moment, his tone unkind.

Meng Qingyi burst into raucous laughter; if not for the dangers still lurking within the thick black smoke, she would have laughed until her back bent double.

Only he knew what he had paid, and how many spiritual beasts he had slaughtered and devoured in exchange for his recovery and breakthrough. Even now, his bloodline remained deeply impure—so much to the point that he could hardly be called a Qiongqi anymore.

"You have said that many times, and I am already well aware of it. You don't need to keep reminding me." Yang Li maintained her gentle smile. She had understood this ever since they first met, yet she was confident that as long as she could successfully marry him, she would surely make this man fall in love with her.

The ghost-martial that Chen Fei had previously encountered, capable of summoning demons, was merely a second-tier demon warrior.

"Bo Cai was indeed resolute, attempting to crush our army in a single stroke—he certainly had guts! It is a mere pity that he fell just short of success." Hearing Chen Ming's report, Liu Jing sighed in admiration. Had their hidden sentries not discovered the plot early on, he very well might have buried his bones at the foot of Xing Mountain.

Lin Yan was startled by Consort Rou's actions, feeling an indescribable sensation in her heart alongside a trace of indignation. Was Consort Rou attempting to bind her through moral coercion?

Within Old He's dim, yellowed eyes, only the silhouette before him could be discerned. A thought stirred in his heart, and the words instinctively spilled from his lips.

Naturally, there were also workers who complained that they were already busy enough with their own tasks, yet still had to listen to Xu Damao strutting around giving orders here and there.

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Lin Qi felt rather awkward. As for Ah Bi's image in the minds of those hidden guards, she had heard a thing or two previously; now, it appeared the rumors were entirely true.

Old He accepted the wine and took two consecutive gulps. Only after finishing the two swallows did he recover, exhaling a long breath.

He Yushui prepared a vegetable soup, a pot of boiled beef, oil-fried tofu, and spicy diced chicken.

"Chen Jiao, sometimes I would almost rather you weren't so sensible." The other end of the phone was quiet, save for a faint, distant meow that ultimately brushed across my heart like a soft feather.

The following afternoon, she and Lu Changqing went to pick up Yaoyao. However, Lu Changqing took Yaoyao home first while she walked at a leisurely pace alongside the head teacher, finally stepping across the threshold of the other's home.

I stooped down and picked up the scattered bills from the floor one by one, yet all that replayed in my mind over and over were Chu Ting's distant and utterly impatient gaze from just moments ago.

The sky appeared azure and profound, looking vast and empty, yet seemingly concealing endless secrets.

Only Ye Hua was sweating profusely. The moment he stepped outside earlier, he had caught sight of over a dozen people—all players from the Order faction. Clearly, they were camp-camping, waiting to kill him.