Volume 1, Chapter 22: She Is Indeed Pregnant
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Song Yunjia felt as though she had been struck by lightning. She had never imagined that everything she had done was already known to Gu Changle and Shao Tianze.
The music flowed like a lament, carrying with it every tranquil moment, every brilliant hardship, and even the way things had been at the beginning, all slowly drifting onward.
Ten breaths after Meng Yi raised his defenses and Gu Yinlian suppressed the enemy, every martial artist in the great hall lay sprawled across the floor. Only one newly ascended Dao Sovereign remained in the distance, battered and terrified as he stared at Lin Chen.
“Warlock! It’s time you made your appearance!” shouted Setes, the Hell Dancer, as he fled in disarray.
Gu Bo felt that, as a friend, he ought to remind Gao Sheng that being pinned down and taken from behind by someone was hardly becoming for a grown man.
After laughing heartily, Zhang Buque finally recovered. The knot in his heart vanished in an instant. So she had not abandoned him after all.
That was why she blamed neither Ye Yexuan nor herself. She only needed to shift her attention. As long as she tried not to think about it, some things could, in fact, be avoided.
Before condensing a spell core, Bai had already been able to force the present-day epic hero, Aisha, to retreat with a second-level Human Cannon.
Digging a pond and raising a few fish was not a bad idea. It would make getting fish easier in the future, and she would feel safer eating fish she had raised herself.
No matter how difficult that place was to find, no matter how mysterious it might be, he had to locate it. He wanted to command a power as formidable as Zhao Yi’s, uncover the secrets within the origin crystal, and revive Earth. If possible, more than anything, he hoped to gain the power of immortality.
Ye Jiegeng shook her head, indicating that nothing was wrong. How could she possibly tell her senior that he had been so absorbed in his thoughts that he had nearly struck his head against the fire rack?
By then, the sky had begun to lighten. I looked at the village head’s house, where there was still clearly no movement at all. Gritting my teeth and stamping my foot, I wondered whether I should simply go inside and take a look. Wouldn’t I know everything then? I weighed the matter in my mind, yet remained unable to make up my mind.
Xuanyuan Yi, standing atop the water dragon, lowered his head and glanced at the sea. Only when he saw that familiar ship did he guide the water dragon down onto the deck.
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But to Su Qian, the sound was extraordinarily sweet and beautiful. He even placed both claws beside his ears, making a gesture like an amplified listening horn, provoking the Galarians to even greater fury.
When he rose early the next morning, he immediately ordered the soldiers of the New Army to bring all sixteen hundred-plus people on the list to the drill ground to await further arrangements.
Seeing that Feng Jinxi had fallen silent, Gu Lan said no more. From time to time, however, her eyes drifted toward Xuanyuan Yi.
In the distance, Su Qian listened to their pre-battle taunts while watching the information panel. A strange thought flashed through his mind: Take a gamble—turn a bicycle into a motorcycle.
Chu Wanning wiped the corner of her mouth and said it had not been intentional. Who could blame her, when she was dressed entirely in green? Jiang Yunqing, seated beside her, was likewise startled. Xiao Sirong quickly regained her composure, straightened her clothes, and gave a dignified bow. “So the princess is here as well.”
A head larger than a human head by a full circle bore two feelers on top. Two long whiskers extended from either side of its mouth, which opened to reveal rows of sharp teeth.
Afterward, the two continued exchanging insights into cultivation for a while. Only then did Xiao Yichen depart in elegant fashion, settling temporarily in Xihua Prefecture.
“Thank you for your concern, Grand Elder.” Song Tianji had also been preparing to return to secluded cultivation. Whether his soul or his cultivation level, everything needed time to recover.
The fifth and sixth levels of the Spirit-Entry Realm appeared to be separated by only a single step, yet that step had blocked countless powerful cultivators, preventing them from advancing even an inch.
By then, Yun Longtian and the others had already entered into fierce combat. Though their surprise attack had yielded some results, there were simply too many beastmen, and they were now surrounded.
Never mind, never mind. It was only a beating. At worst, once it was over, I would still be a whole man.
This Star-Absorbing Stone was truly overbearing. Every Ghost King Sword within thirty feet was firmly drawn toward it, and only a few managed to escape. The remaining Ghost King Swords seemed to understand how formidable the stone was and no longer dared approach to “throw away their lives.”
“Please… please don’t hurt us. We didn’t mean to kill you. We’re only being pursued right now. Please don’t make a sound, or those chasing us will hear!” The senior sister’s cool voice rang out, tinged with a trace of helplessness.
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When they saw Ye Wushuang, one of the monks, whose face was swollen and flushed, pointed at him and offered a warning.
“Come, come up the mountain. Brother Zong has already arrived as well.” Song Tianji pointed toward Zong Lei’erfu, who was approaching.
He had once heard the Realm King say that the two Saiyans possessed extraordinary strength, several times greater than Raditz’s. The strongest among them could supposedly crush Raditz to death with a single finger.
The Fire Venerable’s expression grew dark and unreadable. No one knew what he was thinking at that moment.
The space before them seemed to have gathered every negative thing in existence. In a place like this, it was difficult not to go mad.
Yi Zhuofeng gave a bitter smile. “Why go to such lengths?” He sighed softly and signaled for his attendants to withdraw.
During the Warring States period, the vehicles used by the various states differed in design. After the First Emperor of Qin unified the country, he standardized the width of carts at six feet, allowing a single carriage to travel throughout the realm.
Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief. At least judging by the effects, aside from having to experience death once, it would not bring him any serious negative consequences.
Yi Xuanyi knitted her brows slightly. She did not understand what Pu Qin had meant just now. Had the Yi family really produced someone who gave him no peace? Could Zhuofeng have made another mistake, acting willfully and recklessly again?
Given that person’s identity, background, and ability to disguise himself, the other side would probably have the greater advantage once they actually clashed. What if they pushed him too far and he jumped from a building, leaving behind a corpse while the evil thing escaped? Who would bear the consequences? Luo Yuanhao would probably end up facing criminal charges.
Still, thanks to the dung beetles’ tireless feeding and consumption, there did not appear to be much filth. Even so, an unpleasant stench lingered.
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