Volume One, Chapter 24: Pastoral Feminism!

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Good weather naturally brings a good mood; after all, pleasant weather and beautiful scenery are excellent for relieving the pressure deep within one’s heart.
Many audience members knew it wasn't right, yet they couldn't help but twitch their facial muscles, as if they had two sparrows stuffed in their mouths.
"My Lord! I have just received intelligence from the Imagawa clan. It is said that Imagawa Jibu is mobilizing his peasant soldiers, preparing to rescue Narumi Castle," Hattori Yasunaga said, entering from outside the tent and bowing.
"Understood," Nan Jiyun replied. He went down, took what was called an "Imperial Decree" from the hands of Cheng Yuanzhen, and delivered it to Li Mao.
The next moment, the man spoke again, but his words were filled with peerless murderous intent—even Jiang Shan felt goosebumps all over upon hearing them.
"Brother Hu, I feel like a shut-in's soul is awakening inside you," Chang Jian said, his head covered in dark lines.
The Ning Xun-Dao before them was a figure who could be considered a heaven-sent genius in any era.
Hearing Ning Heng's voice, the crowd was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the ground.
The very instant his vital energy was drained away, Long Xin felt as though his thoughts were being pulled out of his body along with it. His head seemed to suddenly become heavy, his physical sensations were stripped away in an instant, and all his senses ceased to function simultaneously.
They nodded to each other, secretly communicating through a private channel, plotting something in silence.
Nearby, Afeier, Plato, and the others stepped forward, displaying their respective strengths. The soul beast Luka let out a series of roars, and the rolling yellow sand suddenly turned violent.
Stunned for a moment, Wei Buping suddenly realized that the pathfinding robot was managing its own aggro and the target wasn't on him... This was why Buchou said she was better at tanking than he was.
Liu Yantong's words were quite thought-provoking. Judging by her tone, she was someone capable of guiding Yang Yao on this path, but why would she want to guide him? Furthermore, her words implied that she had missed something in the past.

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Next Chapter Preview: The Nametians have finally cracked the technological mystery of the "Radiance of the Ancestors" and, using a starship built with this technology, have crossed hundreds of millions of light-years to reach the Sheng Dynasty.
Hearing this, the soldiers were all stunned. The enemy had only a thousand people, while they had seventy or eighty thousand on the mountain. Why would the Minister of Justice fear them so much? Even if it were Zhou Chen, he couldn't possibly fight so many people single-handedly.
However, whether they knew or not was unimportant. The key was that the golden light was gradually dissipating, and Mei Ruoxue's slender figure reappeared before everyone.
Not a single one of the Zhou family descendants present dared to make a sound. The aura Zhou Aotian displayed had completely shocked their hearts, leaving them without the slightest thought of defiance; there was only heartfelt respect and worship.
Coupled with the fact that these people possessed secret manuals personally taught by Yu Tianhen and were aided by rare high-level pills, their combat power was extremely formidable. If deployed, it is doubtful that any force in the King's Basin could stand against them head-on, which was Danning's major reliance and trump card this time.
"Look, I promise not to hurt you. Can we talk alone again?" Hesitating for a moment, Liu Siyue lowered her voice to negotiate with Ye Qing. She was truly unwilling to return empty-handed like this.
In a luxurious hall within the inner sect of the Qingxuan Sect, the Fourth Elder sat upright in his chair, his face gloomy and his eyes filled with malice.
Nangong Xue'er walked out from the back room, wearing a silky white robe, looking as if she had just finished bathing. As she walked, she tilted her head, wiping her damp hair with a towel. Stripped of her armor, she was truly breathtakingly beautiful.
"I don't know, but he must be a Demon. He must have used some method to hide it," Jian Yunyang gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.
A week later, the R&D center reported good news: a breakthrough had been achieved in battery research. All four indicators were at the upper-middle level domestically, and in terms of safety, it was at the industry's top level.
This overwhelming aura, seemingly emanating from the depths of hell, was undisguised. Carrying a tide-like, furious killing intent, it swept through the entire Zijing Villa, as if the very villa would tremble under this wrath.
After the landlord left, she went to find something to eat. There were no instant noodles at home, so she had to boil water and cook a bowl of noodles. After eating, she felt a bit more energetic.
The school was full of young, underage children, so the police dared not act rashly by forcing their way in. They had to disguise themselves as a delivery truck for a department store and enter the campus during the midday bustle.

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At this moment, although Si Ni wanted to stay and play a while longer, she carefully noticed that Pan Haozi's right hand was wrapped in cloth, and blood was seeping through it, clearly indicating he was injured.
Er Ni nodded affirmatively: "Uncle Yu, I know the gravity of this matter. Rest assured, there is absolutely no danger!" Er Ni said very solemnly.
Carriages from the mansions of Dukes, Earls, Censors, and various other dignitaries arrived in a grand procession at the Zhang family's gate.
Zhao Yaru was very willful, and he felt this deeply. He knew that since he had agreed to let Shen Xi bear his child, he would have to go through this step sooner or later.
I stepped forward again, and he did not retreat. Even though his face was hidden behind a black veil, I could still feel his gaze piercing through the fabric.
Honestly, Mu Chen's image was actually better suited for the graceful, jade-like gentleman protagonist, but unfortunately, his popularity in the country hadn't built up yet.
I don't know what they were up to. Jiang Yang insisted on bringing me here; surely it wasn't just out of the kindness of his heart to let us enjoy the night view?
A purple brocade robe... that was the color he hated most. It was just like Ye Lishang... always looking so self-righteous, disdaining anyone who tried to curry favor with him.
No longer looking at him, I loosened my fingertips, letting the photo drift down. I turned around and sat at the desk, casually flipping through an art book I had left there that I hadn't finished reading.