Chapter 86: The Stubborn Woman and the Proud Man

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Hu Shengcai had clearly already stepped one foot out of the room, yet for some reason the other foot caught on the threshold, and he staggered, almost falling to the ground.

After steadying himself, he made for the door as if nothing had happened, though his pace somehow quickened, as if something behind him was a calamity no man of his age ought to face...

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Ning Sanniang also drew in a sharp breath and froze where she stood. Turning back, she saw him wearing an innocent expression.

Now, he had even created a miracle no one in three thousand years had ever achieved, passing the trial of the Tenth Level of the Tower of Creation.

"Pass the order. When the bombardment ends, send out the landing forces. Secure the dock at all costs and take Tsushima in one stroke!" After a moment, Li Anmin lowered the telescope in his hand and said gravely to a major standing nearby.

Xiao Yao was not discouraged. He chatted with Xue Zhanlong for a few more sentences before taking his leave together with Lian Yingxue.

Thinking that the golden eagle was probably only older and had tougher feathers, and that before, because it had the advantage of height, they had been helpless against that feathered beast; now, however, the eagle had come down so low while worrying about its master.

The handsome youth Hua Qianshu, who had been called a fool for infatuation, stiffened at the face. In an instant, the memory flashed through his mind of how that cold madman fought as if he had no regard for his own life, and he immediately cowered, falling silent.

In the divine realm, a Boundless Realm expert was an absolute master; even in a city, he would count among the ranked experts.

The last time Lu Fan said this, he gave him a tremendous surprise. He hoped this time would be the same.

The deputy commander, along with more than a thousand men, stepped forward in high spirits, battle intent surging through them. At this moment, he held Feng Qingyang in even greater respect. What Feng Qingyang had said earlier had truly moved everyone.

"Your father is not in good health, so naturally we must be especially careful," Erfu said with a smile.

Because Qi Chuyang had an injury on his foot, Xia Wan'an let him sit in the front passenger seat, while she sat in the back.

The clansmen looked at Lu Yuxi with puzzled expressions, completely unable to understand what she meant.

Was this hateful fox not acting for the old fox king's plea, but merely worried about Lu Moli from the bottom of its heart?

Yuan Min rolled her eyes at Zhuo Xiong and said angrily, "Are you insane?" Still, she felt that someone had seemed to call her name just now, though she could not remember clearly. In any case, it was enough that she had come through unharmed.

"What are you spacing out for? Hey, why are your eyes red?" Mu Xisheng, still patiently picking fish bones, noticed only after a piece of fish had been neatly placed into Mu Xiqing's bowl that something was wrong with her.

Seeing her mother once again crying as if the pear blossoms were drenched in rain, Qiao Nuan was truly not the least bit surprised, only somewhat pained by it. She was still a little hungry, but by the looks of things today, she would not be getting a proper meal.

Every living thing has a mother source. Trees sprout from seeds within fruit, and seeds themselves require pollination before they can take shape. Humans are even more so. If you alone were the only being in this world, how could you ever create the next generation?

Qu Ye and the one remaining subordinate left with their companion's body, yet the scene remained utterly silent. Most everyone looked at Qin Yan with eyes full of terror.

The phoenix clan has always been sparsely populated. Very few truly undergo rebirth to become phoenixes, yet most descendants who have the hope of rebirth, or have already been reborn, reside in Xiantong Forest.

Why exactly was this? At that moment, Feng Hongge looked at Bei Tanghanbing and suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to hit her.

In the back seat, Shu Ya tightly gripped the front passenger seat and kept asking Wen Qiyan this question without pause.

In a fluster, she reached out to feel my body. When her hand found my stomach, her palm was already bright red, covered in blood.

"Come here! I want to roll around in the sheets with you!" Murong Qianxue shot flirtatious glances at Jing Yan, brushing those slender fingers lightly over every inch of skin, even rubbing against a certain part. Now and then she let out decadent, soul-stealing little sounds.