Chapter 46 The Alluring God
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Beauty Guo, who had come along with Noble Lady Zhou, seeing the Virtuous Consort fly into a rage, hurriedly shifted her body to put some distance between herself and Noble Lady Zhou.
In the beginning, it was all such beautiful memories, but... he had lingered on in this wretched existence for far too long. Moreover, the truly sweet memories between them were not that many.
Tian Boguang’s expression turned somewhat awkward; he had indeed been coerced by Yilin’s father, the eccentric monk whose Buddhist name was "Master Unabstaining," to specifically come and invite Linghu Chong to go to Mount Heng to visit Yilin.
Many cultivators cast their gazes toward him, as if Zhang Sanfeng’s status were that of a worldly celebrity.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Beauty Guo has suffered a miscarriage," the imperial physician said. As soon as this physician spoke, it was clear to everyone that he was an utterly straightforward man.
Li Jinglong’s intention was simply to wait for An Lushan to enter the city and successfully ambush him, at which point all of this might come to an end. Yet, the previous ambush against An Lushan had also been meticulously planned down to the last detail, only to suffer an unexpected turn of events at the very end, resulting in a failed enterprise just shy of success.
The Duke of Zheng’s estate was, of course, magnificent—it was to be feared that even the imperial palace might not be so exquisite and delicate, and its provisions for food and clothing were easily ten times more luxurious and refined than those at home.
"I shall keep the eldest young lady's kindness engraved in my heart. If I can repay it in this lifetime, I will; if I cannot, I shall not forget it even in the next. However, I still have matters here to attend to, so I shall not personally send the eldest young lady off." The Third Master, previously consumed by grief, suddenly turned eerily calm.
A great many Golden Phoenix soldiers were beaten and wounded, and a portion of them fled toward the bottom of the city watchtower.
The closer it got to the Spring Festival, the more she thought of Lin Yuhan. This year’s Spring Festival was the first time since Yuhan’s birth that he would not be spending it at home, and she wondered whether he was used to it yet.
At this moment, Qu Liruo felt a profound warmth in her heart. She was naturally well aware of Mu Qing’s deep affection for her by now, and she felt immensely fortunate that she could still encounter him in this lifetime.
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Zhu Da did not launch a reckless attack. Although Zheng Yong looked deranged, the broad-bladed saber in his hands was nearly twice as long as Zhu Da’s goose-quill saber. Zheng Yong’s upper body remained relatively still, but his stance was quite steady. What if he was deliberately exposing a flaw? Though that possibility wasn’t very high.
Because they belonged to different sects and possessed comparable fame and skill, the two were frequently compared by gossips. Opinions differed on who was truly stronger, but this was the first time they were actually crossing blades.
"I’ve seen garrison soldiers before, and they aren't much better than us, but just how long have we been training?" Meng Tian said in a muffled voice.
With their minds in perfect resonance, he knew that Qiao Xinglian needed no worry at all at this moment; her alchemy progression was proceeding very smoothly.
However, the croupier continued dealing the cards. This time, the croupier replaced them with a brand-new deck. The pattern on the back of the cards was an unusual half-white, half-black design—a specialized type of playing card. Even a professional cheat coming for the first time could not acquire cards with the exact same design, making it utterly impossible to bring one's own marked cards and play tricks.
Fang Zheng was stunned. He looked up, and sure enough, there was suddenly a yellow package resting on the offering table! Fang Zheng then remembered that he seemed to have received a grand gift package! The Medicine Master Buddha was merely one item within the grand gift package, so what was this?
Mao Leyan nodded. Her gaze met the emperor’s anxious and pained eyes, and a sour ache gripped her heart. For reasons unknown, she desperately longed to hear a word of care from him at this moment. Yet she also knew it was impossible; under the watchful eyes of the crowd, how could he disregard his status and show concern for a nephew’s concubine-grandmother?
However, when he lifted the entire mask, his rippling heart instantly plunged to the very bottom. Why was there such a large greenish-blue birthmark growing on her right cheek?
If it were smashed to pieces, someone would surely discover it by the next day, and investigating it later would undoubtedly cause endless trouble.
Monet truly had no idea what to do at this point! The youth before her was unfathomable! She was completely no match for him. Yet Blood Song was also the wolf who had watched her take a bath.
"Are you an idiot? As the most famous star in the Kanto region, how could Mengying not be pretty?" Satoshi was utterly speechless at Long Chen. However, upon careful thought, if someone like Long Chen were actually that concerned about Mengying, that truly would be strange.
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Shaking his head fiercely, Echizen psyched himself up, then bent his knees and stared with total concentration at his opponent across the net who was preparing to serve.
As for Tang Shuai, he had never shown himself once after reviving Yan Sanxiao. Upon regaining consciousness and hearing everything Tang Shuai had done for him, Yan Sanxiao, deeply aware of his own battered state, could only marvel at Tang Shuai’s peerless might and feel boundless gratitude toward him.
If this single move could force Blood Song back—even by a single step—Aokiji and Kizaru believed they would have a chance to escape.
Seeing this, Arthas let out an involuntary roar as radiant, sacred light burst forth from his entire body, making him look like a god of war. At the same time, a holy sword materialized in his hand, radiating a divine aura as if blessed by sacred power, making him appear increasingly majestic.
Moreover, after that Commander Wei departed, any clansmen sharing two particular surnames in Fengcheng who had the slightest connection to those three individuals were virtually exterminated overnight. Those sharing the same surnames who managed to survive after a thorough investigation remained trembling with fear, living in constant, agonizing dread.
Yet, her heart didn't stir with even the slightest ripple; she even wondered if she were dreaming or if her eyes were playing tricks on her.
"Boom!" With a muffled sound, the Raikage, struck by Blood Song's Rasengan, was sent stumbling backward.
The holy power within that Moonwell was the absolute key to it all. It acted like a bridge, drawing together elements that were fundamentally distinct from one another.
The bodyguards looked at each other in dismay, none of them daring to step a single inch out of their cover. Judging by the enemy's dense gunfire, they still had plenty of ammunition left. To rush out now would be sheer suicide.