35 The Girl Protected by Madara

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Feng Wuhen and Xue Ting had just finished their experiment when Yiyi and Qingqing emerged from their rooms almost simultaneously.
Whenever Wei Shiyi thought of this, she gnashed her teeth in frustration. After turning it over in her mind, she concluded that Shang Jing was the most likely person to have leaked her whereabouts to Xiao Qinyu.
Xiao Qinyu narrowed his eyes. If he guessed correctly, the person behind such a malicious scheme was Pei Fan.
Everyone must be overwhelmed with countless tasks right now. It had taken a long time to stabilize the situation after the attack on the second satellite city, and now that the main city had suffered an even more devastating strike, the aftermath would undoubtedly require even more effort to manage.
Under the powerful influence of the Starlight, the dark forces retreated rapidly, and they finally weathered the eighth divine thunderbolt.
As they stepped into the villa, a hoarse voice suddenly erupted from a row of sofas on the right side of the foyer.
Shang Jing kept encouraging herself silently. After a period of intense internal struggle, she finally summoned the courage to meet Xiao Qinyu’s gaze.
“Moon Falls Behind the Western Hills!” As soon as the cooldown ended, Feng Wuhen immediately launched an attack on one of the black bears.
“Just don’t say later that I delayed you or wasted your youth,” he teased Ye Qian playfully.
They seemed to be trying to erect a large pillar, but unfortunately, it had collapsed along with the wall just moments before.
A few days later, the group entered the Tianxing Kingdom and successfully linked up with the people sent by Shangguan Rui. The subordinates brought by Hua Qianli then returned to the Tianli Kingdom, their mission accomplished.
A breeze from an unknown source blew in, and the last embers of the incense stick burned out, scattering on the table as the faint glow vanished instantly.

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The man was around sixty years old, blind in his left eye, with a jagged scar running diagonally from his eyebrow down his face. Judging by the scar, it was highly likely that his eye had been lost to the same injury.
Qiu Xuan carefully examined the contents of the appointment order and realized the date written on it was today. Not wasting a moment, he greeted Uncle Rong and headed straight to the Office of the City Guard Commander to handle the handover.
Even the second batch of the Heavenly Army sent last time had arrived on their own, and he hadn't even caught a glimpse of Duan Ke.
Meng Jue crouched quietly on the dark wall, still clutching several glass shards in his hand. He had used those shards, originally meant for anti-theft protection on the wall, to kill the Mongolian soldiers and the thugs guarding the gate.
The people in the room stared at him with dark expressions, then looked in unison at Luo Shuiyi’s belly, their thoughts veering off in a bizarre direction.
Following the address given by Yin Biyu, he headed to the eighteenth floor, scanned the area, and walked straight to the service desk.
Wei Shoumou shook his head with a bitter smile and flipped through the seven hundred or so signed confessions in the two large paper bags. They were densely packed with names, places of origin, motives, charges, testimonies, and, at the bottom, thumbprints in blood to authenticate the confessions.
However, the forbidden grounds of the Vacuum Sect were heavily guarded. The slightest disturbance would be detected by the Harmony-stage experts stationed there, and the sect’s top masters would immediately rush over to annihilate any intruders.
Suddenly, a voice came from below. The Azure Dragon stopped instantly, hovering high in the air and ceasing its forward progress.
He did not know what awaited him ahead, but at this moment, he felt confident, lacking the trepidation he had felt in the past. Because his fellow disciples, with whom he shared his days, were behind him. With them there, Xiao Qingfeng understood that he was no longer fighting alone this time.
There, Qin Mu’s fist, sharp as the keenest blade, shattered the giant fist of the Savage.
“Brother, could you explain these nine worlds in detail?” Xiao Qingfeng continued to ask. He knew a little about these nine worlds, but his understanding was far from clear.

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Next, the grievances were seen converging toward the spot where the unicorn light-shadow had vanished, as if there were a wound there that needed to be filled.
“Give it to them!” With the item in hand, Wang Yue and the other two had no intention of staying longer. The strange space seemed to emit a repulsive force, pushing them out.
Luo Xiong said: “In our day, people’s values were very simple. While people wanted to make money, they would never engage in unscrupulous dealings. But now, every time I watch the news, I get filled with rage. It’s just that the times are different, and the social climate is not what it used to be. Even the most powerful people cannot turn the tide of societal trends.”
“Then I shall impose upon your hospitality,” Chen Xianghua said, showing no intention of leaving. It seemed that even if Yang Tian hadn't invited him, he would have stayed a while longer.
Upon hearing this, everyone hurriedly urged Gao Bo to reconsider. The school’s regulations were not to be trifled with; if they stated that students were not allowed to stay out overnight, it was an absolute rule. In any case, the field work wasn't finished today and they would have to come back tomorrow, so they urged Gao Bo to go back for the night.
The leaders who came from the world of martial arts were especially troubled; accustomed to their freedom, they felt a sense of cowardice upon hearing how strict the Song Dynasty’s military laws were.
Thus, Tong Guan had, unwittingly, begun to harbor enemies to ensure his own importance, hoping to use the Liangshan rebels as a pretext to recruit troops in Shandong.
When I woke up, the day was bright. I had slept soundly through the night and felt refreshed today. Finally having regained my spirit and shaken off the gloom of the past few days, I changed into clean, neat clothes and hopped lightly off the carriage. Looking at the imperial guards following closely behind, I suddenly found their perpetually stoic faces much more agreeable.
As the words fell, the Venerable of the Heavenly Origin and Earthly Sea, Tao Mingyi, struck at Shen Luo again. Shen Luo channeled his energy once more, his hands showing no signs of abnormality, yet Tao Mingyi could sense the danger in those hands. He feared his own "Stacked Silver" technique was significantly inferior to the energy-control skill Shen Luo was currently wielding.