Chapter 91: Do You Still Remember What I Said on the Day We Wrapped?

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She took out a pill and placed it into Emperor Shengde's mouth. "Though this Holy Origin Pill cannot dispel the poison, it can protect the Emperor's heart meridian and buy me the time needed for one incense stick's worth of detoxification." As she spoke, she used her inner energy to guide the pill down into the Emperor's body.

Tang An's eyes widened, but his heart sank heavily. This was not good news—if refugees were rushing this way, it certainly meant barbarian cavalry had appeared.

Four bullets struck his back, yet protected as he was by the full metalization of his skin, the bullets did not leave so much as a scratch.

"If only you had come back a few days earlier, then Old Third could have been with us," Yale remarked with a sigh at that moment.

"Young Master Lin, since fate has led you to stumble into this place, it's destiny. No need to dwell on it," said the man in the gray-brown monk's robes courteously.

Yin Yichen sensed something was wrong and immediately reached out his arms to embrace Shen Linxi. He saw her eyes tightly shut, her head leaning weakly against his shoulder. Were it not for his firm hold, she would have already collapsed to the ground.

But those gaming veterans had no choice in the matter, for their levels had not yet reached fifty, nor had they cleared the super dungeon of Bilgewater. As for Dragon God Island, they had never even heard of it. Searching through various materials on the official website, the only introduction to Dragon God Island was a single line.

Shen Linxi took a step back and slumped helplessly into the chair, hating her own powerlessness.

He was still a dead man, after all, and it would not be wise to draw too much attention. Moreover, it was still early in the day; there was no need to stir up the whole village into a frenzy. Besides, after all this traveling and hardship, he truly just wanted some peace and quiet.

"Xu Jie, I know you mean well. Actually, I truly miss the days at Shengjie, and I miss that summer. Even though we always used to clash whenever we met, I know that in your heart, you're still kind." Ming Xia spoke her true feelings. Three years as classmates—those bonds could never be erased.

"Formations, all at once! The Heartless Sword Dao!" Jia Baoyu shouted sharply. Instantly, the Nine Radiance Star Thunder, the Skywolf Mist Thunder, the Hundred Calamity Beast Thunder, and others joined in, forming a Taiji Bagua diagram. Only the Mirage Sea Soul Thunder merged with his nascent soul, standing alone as a force of spiritual will to contend with Water Rong.

The Star Fortune No. 1 searched through this desert region, gradually venturing deeper. Along the way, it discovered countless aquatic corpses, lakebed lifeforms, and strange treasures, all of which it gathered up.

Li Yun made an inspection tour of East Ridge Gate, offering words of comfort to each of the demon clan squads, and also gave some spirit shells to Fairy Liuying, Tun Ba, and Fairy Tun Qiao, while collecting fresh marine species and resources.

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"That's right. Not only is the master of the Carefree Palace, Yuan Zimo, highly skilled in martial arts, but her methods are also cruel—those who follow her thrive, and those who defy her perish. So how could I dare to say I'd just stop and walk away?" said the short cook with a aggrieved look.

"The Immortal Realm has nine layers, and from the first to the ninth, a pillar of light descended from the heavens onto each one. This pillar of light was most likely caused by the enemy!" declared Taoist Tianxuan loudly.

After the iron hook was firmly lodged, Li Yi tugged at the rope. Confirming that it was secure, he still did not act immediately. Instead, he waited patiently for a long while until he was certain everything was ready, then said in a low voice, "Let's go," and took the lead, climbing up the rope toward the city wall.

The moment he finished speaking, a great angel was seen gliding down from the mountain, carrying a knight with crimson hair and emerald eyes clad in full armor, landing upon the city battlement.

"Like what?" Hearing the boss's words, the two teammates were momentarily stunned, and Wang Yunhu in particular blurted out the question.

If not for the fact that Mahir's consciousness was tightly linked to it, allowing him to sense the faint command patterns of this ancient puppet, Mahir might have believed that the puppet before him had slipped beyond his control altogether.

Yet when she looked up, she met a face emanating cold fury. The man's gaze was icy, as if he were looking at a lifeless object.

Suddenly, a beam of light burst into her view, followed by a stinging ache in her eyes that made her instinctively cover them with her hands.

Just as Tan Xuan was sleeping soundly, an abrupt knock at the door shattered his peaceful slumber.

Qiao Jie frowned slightly, wanting to say something, but faced with Ning Yang's honest smile, she found herself at a loss for words.

Hearing this, the crowd exchanged bewildered glances, a question arising in their minds: were the true identities of the man before them and the three dead men Han Chinese or Eastern Islanders?

His former self had been a handsome, extraordinary young man in his twenties who had been working for some time.

The ghostly creature held by his throat felt utter agony—not just pain, but an indescribable suffering. Had he not exhausted too much of his left hand's poison energy earlier while rescuing Xiao Di and Tang Miao, and before it had fully recovered, he would have used poison directly.

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"Boss, where are we headed now? What courses did you sign up for? Give us a list!" Han Chao hurried to catch up with Weilan, grinning from ear to ear as sweet as honey.

Some of these people reluctantly agreed. Some chose to stay out of it. Others remained silent, their intentions unclear. And then there were certain wandering martial artists who, owing no allegiance to any master, were accustomed to going their own way and chose to benefit the people of the world in their own fashion, unwilling to be confined to a single path.

He Xiang was anxious but dared not act rashly. After a moment's thought, she took out some silver, intending to slip it into the guard's hand.

Everything in the world has a beginning and an end. Just as leaves wither and fall in deep autumn, yet sprout anew at the start of spring.

Ji Yao and Pei Shaoqing reacted in an instant at those words. The two struck in perfect coordination, attacking the Venerable of the Seventh Layer from both sides.

Gradually, specks of red light appeared all around. Layer upon layer, viewed from a distance, the dense crimson points were deeply unsettling.

Gazing at this quiet street, Han Lai was suddenly overcome with a flood of emotions. Not long ago, she had been a part of this place, spending her days trading banter with Xi Shui, the two of them depending on each other. Now, things had changed—Fanghua Street was still Fanghua Street, yet it was no longer the same Fanghua Street.

The Domain Emperor could tell that the Domain Empress did not believe she had done anything wrong, and his displeasure grew increasingly apparent. He felt that his normally gentle and virtuous empress was being terribly unreasonable in this matter.

"There are only the two of us in this room, so you'd best tell the truth. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Gong Yi's face remained cold and indifferent, utterly unlike the father in Luo Huixue's memory.

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