Are you possessed by a dog?

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Indeed, it is nothing short of risking one’s life.
Si Yun truly witnessed the formidable nature of her younger sister. It was not the blood of Du Meifen that flowed through her veins; she likely inherited the blood of Si Guancheng.
It was already late at night when Si Mianmian was resuscitated. Upon waking, she clung to Du Meifen, weeping and refusing to let go. Everyone kept asking what had happened, but she would not say; her fearful glance toward Si Yun, however, said it all.
Gao Yang listened to the others while watching the person being beaten in the center. As he looked at the figure, he felt a strange sense of familiarity, though he could not quite place it at the moment.
Ji Cangyu narrowed his eyes dangerously. Even until the appearance of the black-clad assassin, he had been unwilling to believe that Ling’er was associated with the attacker, but now it seemed that was indeed the case.
It represented the reliance of everyone in the world; no one would allow anyone to cast aspersions upon this symbol, nor would they tolerate the slightest stain.
He absolutely would not allow any living person to appear before him, for any living soul posed a fatal threat to him.
Ling’er poked her head out to look and discovered a spacious cavern. Directly opposite this passageway was a door; beyond that door, she assumed, lay the Autumn Rain Residence.
Zhang Yuanhang waved his hand nonchalantly. Although the harpies were certainly not a threat, he had no intention of wiping them all out.
"I don't have much experience, do I? Lord Shen's temperament is different from the Emperor's. Why don't you put in a good word for me?" Xu You was truly shameless enough to ask.
Chen Ao felt uncomfortable with this arrangement. He was accustomed to being free and easy, and he found this meticulous "care" truly stifling. Although Zhao Heng arranged these things ostensibly for Zhao Ling’s safety, Chen Ao did not believe Zhao Heng’s motives were so pure.

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He saw him enveloped in a divine radiance, shimmering with five colors, appearing like a magnificent gemstone and emitting a heart-stopping aura.
The five people in mid-air had no way to dodge or parry; they could only rely on the attacks of the others to neutralize the threat. While Gao Fei could cast a binding spell mid-air, it was ineffective against the three Emperor-level star monsters. It only worked on the lesser ones, but Gao Fei had to use it anyway.
After speaking with Wang Bao, Gao Fei returned to the villa. As for what Wang Bao might consider, that was his own business; it had nothing to do with him.
"You... are courting death!" Hun Wangchuan roared in anger, suddenly unleashing a surge of power from his hand toward Lin Yan.
Subsequently, Gao Fei raised his other hand. A wisp of star energy drifted from his palm and immediately ignited in the air. The flame in his palm grew larger and larger, finally transforming into a burning phoenix of star energy.
Since he possessed two powerful bloodlines and could not inherit the power of the Primordial Azure Dragon, then Mu Ge should be able to; after all, his innate talent and strength were comparable to Chen Qingyang’s.
When the people in the mine saw Gao Fei and his two companions, they immediately grew highly alert. After all, the place was completely sealed off; how had these three outsiders gotten in? They had to find out before they could trust them even slightly.
This sword was heavier than he had imagined—at least a thousand jin. If one lacked sufficient strength, merely swinging it would be difficult.
The hardships of the journey went without saying. Because she could not understand the Tibetan language, she had to search from monastery to monastery.
Countless legends had circulated in the Ancient Wilderness of a man whose power suppressed all directions, causing the forbidden zones of life and death within the Tiangen Realm to dare not emerge.
The next morning at six o'clock, the nine of them, including Gao Fei, arrived at the Tenth Training Ground for morning exercises. As time passed, more and more freshmen appeared on the field. The fatty specifically counted them; there were exactly four hundred freshmen, no more, no less. According to the news he had gathered, there was one freshman with S-level talent this year.

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"Manager Li, I’ve come to pick up Qingtian after work. Her phone isn’t being answered, and I encountered an employee of your company at the entrance who said you had taken Qingtian out on a field assignment?" Gu Qingli’s gentle voice sounded from the other side, the calm tone revealing no discernible emotion.
As for whether you are guilty... I’m sorry, there is currently no manpower available to judge you. Wait a few months, and we shall see after the war has settled. If we win the war and everyone is in high spirits, perhaps someone will be able to come and have a chat with you.
How did this happen? Why didn’t Old Madam Bai guide Wei Meng? Could it be that the old lady had developed romantic feelings for Wei Meng, wishing to give herself to him? Impossible! She could see that the old lady did not like Wei Meng; she preferred Yi Shuihan. She would not do such a thing.
It was a pity that although he was running for his life, his speed was no match for Yang Ming’s. After running only a few steps, he was kicked to the ground from behind by Yang Ming, who then stepped forward to pin him down by the back and reached down to snatch the camcorder from his hands.
As a popular star on the basketball team, Huang Ze had a good reputation among several neighboring high schools, and it was easier for students to communicate with each other. At least, he was better than Luo Qiong, who suffered from autism.
Xiao Xin did not discriminate against homosexuals or bisexuals, but playing with people’s feelings was still wrong.
Letting him pull her down the intersection, Xia Qingtian turned back, staring blankly at the car they had abandoned on the highway, and asked in confusion: wouldn’t the car block traffic if left there?
Sleep, my little rabbit. Leave everything to me; I will never let you suffer the slightest harm ever again.
"That’s true; why worry about unimportant matters? You are excellent, truly excellent. If A-Xiao knew of this in the afterlife, she would certainly be comforted." The Poison God sighed, reflecting on his beloved, and felt much calmer—a peace he had never known before.