Chapter 31: The Empress Dowager and Her Body-Double Lover 31

"Stop!" Mi Lin struggled to rise, but a dull pain in her chest forced another mouthful of blood from her lips.

At this moment, Sean had already reached the innermost part of the temple. Completely unaware that anyone was following him, he entered a sanctuary that looked identical to the one he had first entered—there were no discernible differences at all. A statue of Athena stood in the very center.

Recalling him chuckling and saying, "The Heavenly King is much stronger than I am," and remembering the signature on the notices hung outside the county office just a while ago: Great Xin Chen Prince, Luo Su Lun Lu Zhi.

Luffy suddenly smiled at Li Min, and then a massive surge of energy directly invaded his consciousness. This was invisible to others, as Luffy hadn't moved his body at all. In truth, turning a person into an idiot was far more maddening to them than killing them.

The boy’s fearful and timid expression was all too familiar, like the way Su Yanjun would hide behind Chen Jingchu. They truly were siblings; the way they dodged was identical. Lu Zhi gave Yanjun a disgruntled glare.

Of course, one cannot generalize; some additional forms of damage, such as freezing, burning, spatial decomposition, and displacement, are difficult to defend against.

They threw poisonous bees, scorpions, and centipedes at Lin Yifan, hoping to use these venomous spirit beasts to kill him.

"Don't! Oh!" Director Zhou tried to stop Old Seven, but it was too late. As the three entered, the fat man looked at the chaotic control room, his head instantly swelling with frustration.

"I want to play a game!" Ye Bingning said, sitting directly in the chair next to Lin Ming.

Su Ran instantly understood the grand formation. It turned out that the Buddha statue acting as the eye of the formation could contain the spiritual power of numerous Buddhas—a rather impressive technique.

Hearing the note of compassion in Fang Yuan's sentimental voice, she seemed to sympathize with that man, which piqued her curiosity.

Yuan Dingtian’s attitude caused Yuan Shaocong to breathe a sigh of relief. He had already mentally prepared himself, but to his surprise, his father had no intention of blaming him. Yuan Shaocong immediately began to stabilize and channel the chaotic force of the acupuncture points within his meridians.

"Heh! That’s why I said you don't understand Chen Hao! Without a foundation of affection, you have no idea what Chen Hao would do!" Fan Yirou laughed. "True! I did say Chen Hao would marry you, but do you understand what it means to be united in appearance but divided in spirit?"

When He Tianlong returned home, he happened to see Ping Ma about to bite Fusheng, and his anger flared instantly.

At this moment, Su Ran seemed to have thought of something; his lips curled, and his divine sense turned toward Tang Seng.

Footsteps echoed from outside the house. Liu Zhihan watched the doorway vigilantly, but there was no dazzling light as she had imagined.

His hot blood was boiling, his fighting spirit burning. As Veigar continuously traded sword strikes with Hatake Kakashi, he gradually adapted to his opponent's rhythm, only to realize that his own swordsmanship had improved by a significant margin without him even noticing.

The Seventh Prince snapped his paper fan shut; he thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of controlling the life and death of others.

Many Foundation Establishment demonic cultivators steered their magic swords, attempting to attack Arctic City from the air, but as soon as they approached the walls, they were deflected away.

Li Ang let out a howl. His biggest worry now was that these guys might mess up and fail to catch him; if that happened, it would be a real disaster.

Shao Yan was tall, but seen from a dozen floors up, his car looked no bigger than a matchbox, and people were no different from ants. Luo Yu could not see the expression on his face, yet she could feel the loneliness and helplessness radiating from him.

Mu Fusha’s face was now covered in cold sweat, her lips pale. Though her eyes were closed, her long, curled lashes trembled restlessly. At a single glance, he understood the signs of poisoning.

Luo Jiajia couldn't get a word in. After chatting with some college students attending the mixer and dancing for a bit, she felt exhausted. These past few days had been too busy, and she hadn't rested well, so she went downstairs to wander in the back garden of Haitong Manor.

After winning the match against CSKA Moscow, Inter Milan’s next game was the twelfth round of the league, playing at home against Lazio.

Meanwhile, to avoid alerting the enemy, ever since they wiped out those few factions last time and sensed that the enemy might also possess extraordinary power, Ukwe, along with Sharapova and Chaifinski, had been training in silence.

Taking advantage of the opponent’s delayed reaction, Jeffrey took a long stride, circled around, and poked the ball, successfully knocking it out of the opponent's control.

If dozens or hundreds of Apocalypses were to fire their cannons at once, no one could possibly block it.

"Going home." Zhuang Xiaodie stopped arguing with Lin Muyu, feeling a sudden sense of loss as she spoke.

Patrick was dumbfounded; he never imagined he would receive an invitation from Su Ruotong.

The grammar used by the person who replied to the post was complex and difficult to understand, clearly indicating a lack of formal education. Xing Conglian’s gaze shifted to the outline of the map in the reply.