Li Banfeng was dressed neatly, ready to go out.
Zhao Xiaowan advised, "Husband, Cui Tike's algorithm is quite effective. Let the servant calculate for a couple more days; we're sure to find the optimal solution."
"No need to calculate," Li Banfeng shook his head repeatedly. "There are too many variables on the battlefield, something you understand better than I do, my dear. If we make one wrong calculation, we could lose everything."
Zhao Xiaowan nodded slightly. Li Banfeng was indeed right.
Li Banfeng walked over to the Celestial Maiden.
The moment Lin Tian tentatively stepped onto the altar, he paused slightly. Seeing nothing unusual about the demonic altar, he boldly rushed forward, striking out four times in quick succession. With a few clinks, the shackles on the Princess of Gaoche Kingdom snapped.
Afterward, when the tour guide learned from passengers on the tourist bus that I had saved everyone at a critical moment, she wanted to thank me in person, but she couldn't find me anywhere.
If he were truly willing, there wouldn't be many problems at all. His strength was terrifying, far beyond what any ordinary person could compare to.
Throughout Chinese history, emperors had yearned for immortality. Their sorcerers and imperial physicians each demonstrated their abilities. The imperial physicians, knowing that the sorcerers' cinnabar was poisonous, put great effort into their medicinal herbs.
"Heh heh, I admire your confidence, but that can't make up for the harm she suffered. I know that feeling deeply!" Jimmy spoke like an old friend. It had to be said, Jimmy's words struck a chord with Wang Xi.
As it stood, he had few options. After all, he was just an outsider and couldn't truly do much. However, if Li Si ever got hold of this person, he wouldn't let him live.
In the blink of an eye, the sun was high in the sky. The few people stretched their somewhat stiff bodies before returning to their places to close their eyes and meditate, seeking tranquility.
It was the information age. An underdeveloped economy didn't mean information couldn't be transmitted. The "home appliances to the countryside" initiative was still very effective, and almost every household had a television, ensuring smooth news communication.
When Shang Feifei followed Youyou to the riverbank, she finally understood why the river was emitting a white light.
"Prepare for war?" Fang Li was somewhat surprised. With the forces he currently commanded, fighting a war against an opponent he knew nothing about seemed far too reckless.
Chu You's expression changed. These golden sword lights subtly coalesced into intricate patterns within his mind.
Fang Xiaoyuan's expression completely fell. "I'm leaving!" she said, picking up her bag and walking out, her face a mix of despair and anger.
This left many paparazzi reporters, who had been vigorously trying to dig up a big story and stake out the location, in despair.
He was Yan Xie. He had ascended to the throne by stepping over the bleached bones of the dead, and he understood the role of slaughter even more profoundly.
After Huang Dayong used two skills, he unleashed an almost indiscriminate slaughter. Although his strength was formidable, he also sustained several wounds.
He casually opened Weibo for a glance. Seeing Liu Shiyu becoming increasingly bold, Jiang Tianming shook his head with a smile.
"He activated his potential with a secret method, thereby blocking his own path forward. As for me, I am a spiritual tree of heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of stars and the divine splendor of mountains and rivers. His glow is but a flicker; I am the radiant moon. How can we be compared?" The ancient tree roared in anger, its mighty voice like thunder, shaking the heavens and earth, causing the dark clouds to tremble and lightning to flash.
He looked at his imperial princes and princesses. In the past, when he told them to learn characters, they obeyed, but none of them were very willing.
As soon as Su Lili finished speaking, a flicker of panic crossed Mo Qi's eyes, yet Su Lili still noticed it.
"Spirit Fire Sword!" Qin Hao roared, seeing the eighth bolt of lightning and no longer intending to hold back. He then struck towards the eighth bolt with his sword. Luo Xuan, beside him, was doing the same.
Xiahou Ying lifted her skirt, using the cover of the flowers and plants in the courtyard to approach Nanrong Yuwei from behind. She finally saw clearly what was opposite Nanrong Yuwei.
But on the soft couch by the bathtub, he turned her over, and the kneeling posture deepened again.
"Yu'er, are you truly confident you can defeat her?" Zuo Yiting looked at Xiahou Yu with some concern.
Therefore, Li Yuncheng made a decisive decision: he had everyone hide there, while also preparing disguises and creating messy trails in other directions to distract and ensure their safety.
The cleaning lady looked at me with a puzzled expression. Yet, I didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed.
Mo Yanqing replied unhurriedly, a smile playing on his lips that sent a chill down Su Lili's spine.
"Clang! Clang!" Successive waves of power followed, pressing down on their bodies and minds. The three of them, having only recently entered the Profound Origin Realm, could not withstand such immense power. Gui Suo's legs buckled, and he dropped to one knee, sweat pouring from his forehead like rain.
More people saw the news and simply laughed it off—they were all waiting to see Shen Feiyu become a laughingstock.
Previously, she could use sightseeing as an excuse to stay in Jiangnan. However, if she continued to stay with Su Jin Yuan and the others, it would only make things difficult for her father.
If he were to protect, or rather, save the Zhen family, it would affect his reputation, and the Emperor Emeritus would be unwilling to do it.
Such a precious treasure, even a life-bound treasure, was given to Qin Tianjiao, whom he had just met?
Li Shimin had fought wars his entire life, but this was the first time he had been so passive. Holding vast military power, he was nevertheless helpless, able only to take hits.
Everyone present felt that rather than falling out with Xie Yunyan, it would be better to give him the grain and send him away.
Xia Xingyue immediately thought of Xie Yucheng, who loved to feign pity. When the two of them were together, it was hard to tell whose tears flowed more freely.
At the time, when she learned that Li Beitain was utterly infatuated with the other person, she even suspected that Nan Xing had put a spell on him.
"You're looking for death!" Wang Deyu stared at Qin Xuan with sinister eyes, then took a step forward. In an instant, the winds and clouds shifted, and a terrifying aura of slaughter filled the world. Endless sword intent swept forth from the void, transforming into extremely dreadful sword lights that attacked, aiming to kill Qin Xuan and Qin Zhan.
Nan Xing leaned against the doorframe, appreciating Li Beitain's thoughtfulness, and silently added a point to him in her mind.
"We've only just gained some strength. If removing the demonic bloodline from our bodies turns us back into mortals, it feels somewhat disadvantageous. Moreover, the immortal maiden said that future cultivation wouldn't be as fast as it was when we first started."
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Baili Changfeng nodded faintly, feeling helpless regarding Qin Bai. The Sword Saint Sect had not seen an astonishing genius for a long time, and Qin Bai was already one of the most outstanding disciples of this generation. However, immortal techniques could not be forced; it was a matter of fate.
She also knew that humans and demons could not love each other, so she merely liked him, admiring him from afar. As long as he knew that Buxiu liked Bi Cong'an, that was enough.
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