Chapter 100: The Heavenly Gong and Earthly Net (Part Two)
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I didn’t understand why Lu Xiaoxiao was so certain. Her delicate face lifted, her flawless beauty glowing with an unusual radiance.
“How did you set up the trap in the underground network?” I asked her.
“The underground network is essentially a legal net woven from celestial shadow ropes. Since it’s a legal net, why not create a loophole? I replaced one of the celestial shadow ropes with an ordinary nylon rope, hehe.”
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After the host’s body collapsed, she reluctantly left her body and kept searching for a chance to escape Hell City. Unfortunately, without the host, her powers were greatly diminished. Coupled with injuries sustained in a previous battle with Honglian, she was captured by Honglian ten days ago in the northern part of the city.
The elder had long since died, his soul extinguished, and this long-buried secret became one unknown to anyone.
I hurriedly pushed away the perverted director, then got up to check my clothes. They were still neat and intact; maybe I was just overthinking it, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that the old man was somewhat abnormal.
Go to a hotel? But no one would be there to look after her, and I wouldn’t feel at ease leaving her alone; go back to her rented apartment? But that was inconvenient—it was just a single room.
Damn, this young master must be running a fever if he dared to put up three million US dollars as bait.
Looking out at the brilliantly shining sunlight, Tian Tian suddenly felt an urge to wash the sheets and duvet cover.
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Before dawn is the most careless time for people, yet at this moment, two fleets met in the middle of the Strait of Malacca.
Although everything looked new, Tian Tian had spent nearly a hundred yuan, which she couldn’t help but feel reluctant about.
Also, because Mount Kunlun is located above the northwest Qian position, it is also called the “Pillar of Heaven.” Mount Kunlun is considered the first sacred mountain in China and the ancestral dragon vein of the Chinese civilization.
In the neighboring room, faint light filtered through thick curtains. Apparently, Mr. Shen was still awake. Of course, at this hour, it wouldn’t be appropriate to disturb him.
“Damn it, where exactly is the main force?” Gu Sha flew to Yan Kai’s side, his expression extremely anxious.
“I love my brother dearly, but I love the truth more. Besides, since he has crossed the most fundamental bottom line of our people, as the second prince of the current dynasty, I must fight him to the end—whether he is a prince or a princess.” Saying this, the second prince cast a subtle glance at Qin Ketian.
At this thought, the deputy commander Chu, renowned for his distinguished achievements on the demon clan’s battlefield and whose fame spread far and wide, began to contemplate retreat. After all, the lives of those elite demon cavalrymen could never compare to his own.
Chu Yun demanded that after every intelligence report, the upstairs innkeeper mark two symbols on the scroll.
Because he was also aware of Xiao Zhan and Xiao Weishan’s situation, he naturally did not dare to make decisions recklessly and let him in. Upon entering the room and seeing Xiao Weishan, he explained why Xiao Zhan had come looking for him.
With a thought, Chu Yun issued an order to the bachelor, who then foolishly attempted to climb up the wall.
Lin Hao was furious as well. To assert his presence, he decided to settle the matter with a single move, especially since his opponent didn’t seem very strong.
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The surrounding space cracked inch by inch, and a vast aura swept across like a storm.
Tang Ren’s old ailment flared up again; his ears longed for quiet, so he deliberately teased the old banyan tree.
The roar wasn’t directed at the loudspeaker, but because the arena was so silent, everyone heard it.
Nan Yumo also looked over to see An Yulu smiling. Now six months pregnant, her belly had already begun to swell. Standing beside her were Tan Xiang and Tan Yun, supporting her. Nan Yumo quickly flew out of the carriage and approached An Yulu’s side.
Ling Yunxiao reached out, gently wiping the porridge from Xia Xiyan’s lips with his index finger before pressing her lips a few times.
Suddenly, Yang Mu felt a chill at his neck, followed by a soft body entwining around him.
Jiang Yuanyuan hugged Yang Mu and wept uncontrollably. Yang Mu didn’t feel much about it, only thinking she had not been through an easy time either.