Chapter 45: The Real and Fake Heiresses 45
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The saber technique Duan Nantian had taught him was precisely the kind that required painstaking effort and repeated practice day after day. Not the slightest error could be made in any movement, and his training had to proceed step by step, without the least bit of improvisation.
The moment Wan Renwang took out the jade token, it rose into the air and flew straight into Taixuan’s hand.
Sally then saw Lu Li catching up with her. Lu Li saw her as well; among all those he had fought, every one had left a deep impression.
On East Star’s side, Crow had already drawn several dozen guns. As the local power, 15K had firearms too, but their numbers were unexpectedly inferior to East Star’s. Gambling King Yang Biao had miscalculated when he boarded the ship that day.
“Would you let the two beautiful sisters give Ru Yan a hug?” Ouyang Baixue asked with a smile.
To be able to possess even a thread of lightning in the Sea of Souls meant that Chu Feng had crossed the threshold and laid his foundation.
He had not made any plans in advance, so he answered offhandedly, “We are in the southwestern corner, directly opposite your general’s position, with the Rakshasa Empire between us. As long as we attack from both sides, the Rakshasa Empire will be unable to defend itself on all fronts. We are certain to win a great victory.”
“Haha. I could deal with you effortlessly back then, and I can do the same now. You have grown stronger, but I have grown even stronger. People progress, while you have devoted yourselves to figuring out how to commit crimes. Falling into my hands, you have nothing to lose.” Yi Tian laughed loudly several times.
Seeing this, White Tiger charged forward with a steel trident in hand. When Manor Lord Duan saw that Duan Zhijun had been blocked, he swept his long sword across, forcing back the two masked men before rushing to the two disciples.
No matter who attacked it, it would attack only the person who had struck it most recently. In other words, Pang Feng and Purple Iris could take turns attacking it.
The cousins, who had previously been skeptical of Jiang Yuanjin, were now thoroughly convinced by him and respected him more than ever.
At last, they escaped the building. Shu Baiyue felt as though she had survived a disaster. She drew a deep breath and walked toward Building B.
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Anyone could tell at a glance that Xing Jian came from a very good family. He had the air of a spoiled young master who had insisted on becoming a police officer in a lower-tier city simply to gain experience and polish his résumé.
Meanwhile, at the inn, Qiu Chuji was excitedly holding the ashes he had refined and preparing to look for Fang Xu.
For now, he should seek out ghosts of other disciplines. He could also absorb spiritual energy and increase his spiritual power.
Yan Jing remembered the instructions the late emperor had given him and Yan Mingjiu before his death. As the two imperial uncles closest to Yan Haoxuan, they had been charged with ensuring that Yan Haoxuan performed his duties as emperor and became a wise ruler. Otherwise, the throne would have no meaning for him.
Aside from Long Aotian and the Goddess of Luo receiving super rewards, many other rewards were distributed according to the damage rankings.
Even then, Feng Qingyu still cupped his hands toward them. At last, Luo Si, standing nearby, could no longer hold back and burst into laughter, clutching his stomach.
The wealthy lady had named her outright, so everyone had already formed some idea of the truth. Now that they had also heard the woman mention how Liu Yuexi received flowers every day, they believed her even more.
Song Yue was furious. First, someone else had bumped into him, and then, before he had gone far, he had turned around and collided with someone himself.
Some people were left utterly astonished, but even more were filled with admiration. International Jewelry Weekly placed the piece on its cover at the earliest opportunity, along with the name “Cici”—something countless people could never attain no matter how desperately they tried.
In their previous battles, although most of the demon soldiers had been brave and skilled fighters, their minds were astonishingly simple compared with their physical prowess.
Zhuo Ling stood six feet tall, while He Nanxi was only five foot four, a full eight-inch difference. His shirt could easily have served as her dress. Fortunately, he had a lean, well-built frame. Nanxi tucked the hem into her jeans, rolled up the sleeves twice, and managed to look quite presentable.
But she was no longer like that. After experiencing so many people, events, and brushes with death, her horizons had broadened, and so had her heart. Compared with everything she had endured, this truly amounted to nothing.
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The battle cry of “Capture Huai Yu alive!” rang across Sanmen Gorge. At that very moment, what he clutched in his hand was precisely the military strategy for the advance that Mo Yiyue had written for him.
No one believed that Li Tianyi, an ordinary man who had never undergone professional training, could knock down a top expert who had received rigorous training with a single punch—and leave him unable to rise for a full minute.
After he finished speaking, he looked around once more at his exhausted army. Every person seemed to be dragging along a lifeless shell.
When Li Tianyi arrived at the sand field, it was still a scene of ceaseless activity. One large truck after another transported sand out of the various pits.
Cheng Yiben laughed unhappily, grabbed Pei Shiyin around the waist, and instinctively kissed her.
Regarding the camps outside London, quite a few noble ministers reported to Edward that the situation was troublesome.
Then he felt a warm, soft hand rest on his head and gently stroke it.
After absorbing the memories, Qin Huaidao discovered that the original owner was only fourteen, yet already stood five foot seven and possessed a strong, powerful body. He was as virile and handsome as Qin Huaidao had been in his previous life, and he served as a military officer of the Imperial Guards—a Sixth-Rank Regular Official and a personal guard of the emperor. After duty, he had become thoroughly drunk while drinking with his friends Cheng Chumo and Yuchi Baolin. On his way home, he had been ambushed, thereby giving Qin Huaidao the opportunity to take over his life.
Sure enough, this time he crouched in the middle-lane brush for nearly ten seconds, watching helplessly as the wicked woman LeBlanc loitered at a distance barely outside the range of his Q skill.
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