Chapter 40: Zhao the Seventh

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A single sentence stunned everyone present like a thunderbolt!
Even Xiao Jingren's eyes widened in disbelief!
That was because Shen Jiao had long since been his woman!
The Empress gently glanced at the court lady waiting by her side. Understanding the cue, the lady quietly walked to the edge of the bed and delicately lifted the brocade quilt and the clothes scattered all over the floor.
Inside the bed, everything was spotlessly white, with only a few faint, unnoticeable sweat stains left behind.
Shen Jiao's face shifted through a palette of colors in an instant, and the tears that had been pooling in her eyes finally broke their dam, silently streaming down her cheeks.
It felt as though thousands of ants were gnawing at her heart, as despair and remorse wove themselves into a dense net...
If the labyrinth beneath Skull Harbor didn't connect directly to the Underdark, making it convenient for the Twilight Chamber of Commerce to smuggle surface slaves down there, these slave traders would never have left a contact point here.
I could see his wounds recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Dealing with the living dead was indeed extremely troublesome.
Lu Fei was visibly stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling as though he and Master Huitong were not on the same wavelength at all.
Zhang Cheng also knew when to quit while he was ahead. He added Blacksmith Niu as a friend and then purchased an entire set of [Ironman] all-copper equipment for one gold coin.
Since the equipment hadn't dropped, Zhang Cheng figured nothing more would come of it, but he hadn't expected such a twist at the end!
"Useless trash!" Pei Yuan cursed the old man with disdain, and just as he wanted to step forward and kick him, Xun Yi arrived in time to stop him.
As the administrative capital of a count's fiefdom, the city of Bolati was much larger than Wrath Bear City. Built in a circular architectural style, this magnificent city looked exceptionally imposing from afar.
That was hardly surprising—after all, there was a difference between legitimate and illegitimate sons! While the legitimate son faced such a plight, believing himself to have been treated unfairly, he, the illegitimate one, had soared straight up, attaining glory beyond imagination.
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The reward for clearing out the giants was quite generous. After turning in the quest, Old Cat received 2,000 Wrath Bear City reputation points and 1 gold coin. Additionally, the milestone—Path of the Mercenary—had completed its first stage, advancing his Novice Mercenary title to Formal Mercenary. However, this upgraded title still came with no additional effects.
"Uh..." Lin Feng patted his forehead somewhat awkwardly with a bitter smile. He had originally thought Liu Ruoxi was just acting on a whim, but he hadn't expected things to be this complicated. Liu Ruoxi had thought everything through long ago and had even planned for the future, which showed just how deep her intentions were.
Current ambition: If only I were in the Yanfu World, then I could summon a powerful avatar to come and rescue me.
"Name?" Qin Fei's sea of consciousness was defending with extreme difficulty; he couldn't afford to chat leisurely like his opponent.
Yang Tian let out a furious roar, and every ounce of true qi within his body surged in that micro-fraction of a second. A formidable power he had never experienced before burst forth instantly, and Yang Tian felt as though every single shred of flesh and blood in his body could radiate infinite energy like a blazing sun.
Because of this, the Transformer and interstellar bounty hunter Lockdown were once again deceived by visual illusions, suffering a disastrous and chaotic defeat at the hands of Yang Ye, whose base attributes were vastly inferior to his own.
"We can no longer sit and wait for death. Now that the Sovereign of the Immortal Realm has left, this is the best time for us to make our move," the Lord of Darkness said in a deep voice.
This troop had indeed been dispatched by the Green Tiger City Lord's Mansion. Lord Green Tiger personally led troops to guard the border and fend off demonic beasts, while Zhao Beihu was the city lord's direct disciple and also commanded a division, holding an extremely high status. Yet, here, he was generally addressed as a general.
"Oh?" The sudden turn of events made the young man halt his smile. He raised his right hand, brought it up to his eyes to examine it, and then looked at Xu Chen in bewilderment, a trace of probing appearing in his gaze.
Some of the patterns depicted towering glaciers, some showed scenes of swirling snowflakes, and others captured the harsh, freezing imagery of all things locked in ice.
"The Foolish Old Man Removes the Mountains!" Ma Baoyu let out a resounding shout toward the sky, transforming his palm into a fist and charging head-on with the posture of a heaven-ascending soaring dragon punch. The overwhelming destructive power of the Vast Sea Solitary Sail Kung Fu transformed into a pillar of light that soared into the heavens, overturning all five of Kawashima Yoshiko's mountains aside in the blink of an eye.
"He is a Grandmaster... Even if all of us went together, I'm afraid we couldn't capture him!" Qin Fei's mood was somewhat complicated, unsure whether he was making excuses for Shui Qingkong's escape to comfort himself or trembling with fear that Shui Qingkong might be captured.
The disparity in their status meant that if the two of them wished to walk together, they would inevitably have to face unimaginable and overwhelming resistance.
"Brother Qin, you'd better not go..." Watching Qin Tian's impending footsteps, the usually timid Mo Qingyi couldn't help but quietly grab Qin Tian's hand.
It was laughable—if it were anyone else, they would surely assume she had completely triumphed over Bai Fengxi, and there was no telling how happy they would be inside.
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As colossal as the Yamata no Orochi was, the moment Qin Tian unleashed his Dragon Soul to its fullest, the instantaneous golden mist dragon actually seemed to be nearly ten meters longer than it.
Entering the formation, Feng Fan retrieved the formation flags. With a flick of his mind, countless crystals and jades of various kinds appeared before him. Pointing a single finger forward, the malevolent ghost banner materialized right in front of him.
"I always feel that while the meaning is there, it's just not quite right," Guo Jia said with a bitter smile.
Upon entering the sixth level, a cultivator's body could withstand a certain number of attacks from special immortal treasures and mid-grade spirit talismans deployed by practitioners of the same rank or lower without fear.
Only when all of humankind unites can exploring the universe become a reality; otherwise, everything will remain nothing more than the moon reflected in water or flowers mirrored in a glass.
"Hahaha, whether I'm formidable or not can only be known after trying," Meiling said with a slight chuckle, slowly leaning against the wall. Yet her eyes, clear like autumn water, seemed to cast electricity, seductively luring Big Mouth.
On the outskirts of Paris, at the Paris Saint-Germain training ground, during a break in the first team's training session, Thiago Silva—dubbed "Mother-in-law" by Chinese fans—stood in a corner of the pitch with tightly furrowed brows and arms crossed in deep contemplation.
"That depends on whether you have the ability!" Yi Tian retorted resolutely. If you want my life, it depends on whether you have the capability.
Chu Ling had almost forgotten the piercing pain in his legs. He looked at Lin Jing-sheng, who was baring his soul so earnestly, laying out everything he was, and even asking for forgiveness. Did that mean they would never see each other again?
The figure in the black robe likewise let out a cold snort. The next instant, a massive black light shield rapidly materialized in front of his body, directly blocking this attack.
Falcao could not help shedding hot tears. A year ago, he had been struggling agonizingly in Chelsea's reserve team, even considering returning straight to Colombia to spend the final days of his professional career.
"Charge! Take it back for me!" Reacting immediately, Black Dragon flew into a furious rage. How could he possibly let Chen Qi snatch away the most important thing? Instantly, tens of thousands of dragons and the Black Dragon struck together, water dragons filling the sky and crushing forward to form an all-encompassing encirclement, with countless claws and heads lunging to tear their prey apart.
He felt that compared to the Korean players, who seemed almost arrogant, Stielike appeared to be under considerable pressure.
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