Chapter 32: 36-Hour Highway Intersection

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“Suya, Suya, wake up. Stop sleeping.”

Half-dreaming and half-awake, Suya seemed to hear someone calling her.

Unwilling to have her sleep disturbed, Miss Su yanked the quilt over her head and pretended nothing had happened.

The person calling her appeared to grow anxious and repeated her name more forcefully. “Suya!”

“What?” Suya impatiently pulled the quilt down a little, revealing a pair of eyes that had not yet opened. In a daze, she answered, “Good—”

“Thank you for your trust. I will do my utmost.” Zhao Zhengce hastily declared his loyalty with great respect.

After thinking it over, Tao Qing carried a tray of bowls in from outside. It held a large pot of thin porridge, along with some steamed buns and pickled vegetables. Lu Yun sat down to eat and asked, “Will you join me?”

Tao Qing agreed, took an empty bowl, and began gulping down the porridge as well. He kept his head lowered while eating and did not speak to Lu Yun.

As the parachuted-in acting director of the Fifth Office, Zhao Zhengce was difficult for Lai Xingguang to read. It was rare to see a new leader so forceful, yet he clearly had a talent for handling his subordinates—he was even more seasoned than Deputy Director Gao Qiang.

Eight clubs came at the boy from three directions, and in the blink of an eye they would have him trapped. Yet he remained composed and instead closed his eyes.

Everyone knew that the child’s eyes were defective. He was not completely blind, but they were of little use. No one could tell what he intended by closing them at a moment like this.

The Khan knew that this son was mediocre and timid. Seeing that he could not even lift a serving tray properly, he felt deeply ashamed and dared not meet the eyes of those around him.

In terms of ability, Prince Karakachi truly could not compare with the Fourth Prince. But first, he was the eldest son, and second, he was kindhearted. There was no choice but to pass the throne to him.

Li Song had not expected the Daoist Ancestor Hongjun to possess such a competitive streak, and could not help smiling.

On the other side, the Demon Ancestor Luo Zhu heard this and gave a mocking expression before letting out a cold snort. Clearly, he thought nothing of the Daoist Ancestor Hongjun’s words.

Although Guanyin had entered Buddhism, she had originally come from the Chan Sect. At this critical moment, she brought out even this ultimate trump card, releasing the Daoist Yin-Yang energy within the Pure Jade Vase.

Since Yin and Yang give rise to all things, the twin Yin-Yang flames formed from the energy in the vase could not be extinguished once they touched something. They could burn almost anything.

For this reason, Soro had already been sent westward as an envoy to sound out the Western Demon Clan’s position. At present, no faction had a more delicate relationship with humanity than the Western Demon Clan.

Zhuang Wangu was utterly baffled. Although legend claimed that Zhang Guolao was formidable, he should not have been powerful to this extent. Simply releasing his domain had allowed him to crush the Earth Realm alive. This was plainly the performance of a Heaven-Suppressing expert.

Although Tiger had been fighting continuously during this period, his form was astonishingly good. He had scored five goals in four matches, and Casillas certainly did not want the sixth to be scored against him.

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“If you are not afraid that my lord will expose that secret affair involving the Ding residence, then by all means, leave him to fend for himself.” The Fourth Madam Xu looked at Madam Ding with a cold laugh.

The soldiers gagged Wei Tuan’er, bound her hand and foot, and left her in a corner. Sun Li led several soldiers carrying torches into the underground palace.

After hearing Shi Lei’s definite answer, Laura let out an excited scream. Leaning down toward Shi Lei, who had already swum to the rear deck of the yacht, she kissed him fiercely.

Then she jumped and shouted alone on the deck, yelling meaningless words.

A gentle breeze swept past, sending his cloak fluttering high. Qianfeng wore a golden cape, one hand resting on the sword at his waist. Gazing at the Demon Clan’s training ground in the canyon with star-bright eyes, he could not help sighing.

Zeng Hao was Zeng Mo’s only son, and he cherished him deeply. No matter how furious Pei Fu became, he would never let Zeng Mo kill Zeng Hao.

In the eighty-first minute, Tiger retreated and passed the ball to the right flank. Beckham crossed it into the box, and Heskey headed toward goal, but the ball sailed over the crossbar.

Inscription Master Zhang Zhao stepped forward and placed the testing crystal on Wei Miao’s work. As the light shone down, the power of the profound formation seeped into the crystal. The numbers immediately began racing upward before finally stopping at a large figure: 92%.

“Boss. Roy.” Tiger straightened and greeted Ferguson and Keane.

After the robbery, Old Wu also joined the Wolf Fang Army, and the troop returned to its former tranquility.

“Then, Senior Huang Jian, what kind of flame would qualify as the ultimate flame?” Mo Feng asked again.

Han Zhengxu immediately cupped his hands respectfully. “Yes!” He then hurried out to make the arrangements.

Mo Feng’s power, his decisive slaughter, his madness—in that moment, they looked at him with traces of fear in their eyes.

“Should we use the Ulysses?” Sharon took out her faction’s catalogue of combat units and pointed to the enormous object on the final page.

The power of the Flame of Destruction came from the anger in her heart. The greater her anger, the stronger the flames became.

Suppressed by the power of the Phoenix Phoenix and unable to attack the Ulysses, that fury had already transformed directly into power, surging madly through her body.

“All right, all right. Purple, stop worrying needlessly. I will handle my own affairs.” Youyouko opened her folding fan and began to laugh.

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At that moment, however, the Long-Armed Ape was clearly also at a crucial stage in the formation of his body, so he did not launch a soul attack immediately. Otherwise, given his violent temperament, he would have acted long ago. It was simply that the present moment was too critical, forcing him to endure a little longer.

“Oh? It changed direction!” Just as Mo Feng was thinking this, the spiritual sense ahead suddenly altered course. Without the slightest delay, Mo Feng hurried after it to see where this spiritual sense was headed.

Zhang Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief. Yu Qian’s attitude was not only gentler, but also showed that he had no lingering attachment to military authority.

His eyes immediately lit up again. He carefully examined the black bowl and gourd, unable to put them down, his expression intoxicated.

This was practically a fortune dropped from heaven, but Xu Xiaxi did not allow the enormous temptation to cloud her mind.

Ignoring the burning gaze from the side, Mister Yue lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the folding fan in his hand, sinking into thought for a moment.

He had been able to cultivate the Everlasting Spring Divine Art to counter the Blood-Transforming Divine Palm. He refused to believe that Gong Mei had not cultivated something else to counter it.

In the first few art classes, whenever mathematics did not take up the period, the art lessons consisted merely of the students copying the pictures in their textbooks.

He did not find it especially painful. Beneath him lay a thick woolen carpet embroidered with vivid peonies, each blossom opening in full splendor and radiating an air of wealth and extravagance.

Leng Fei lifted him up, sealed his acupoints once again, and covered his face. Then he raised a hand, and a streak of white light shot out from the sea and slipped into his sleeve.

All the photographs Xia Nuan had collected were submitted to the court. Ye Sichen’s defense attorney displayed them before the public in a continuously scrolling presentation.

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