Volume One, Chapter 103: Gods Wager—And the Stake Is Me?

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Whenever he saw Nian Fonian, he would bow continuously until Nian Fonian left; only then would he straighten up, drenched in sweat.

He Qing’s eyes suddenly snapped open as the image gradually shifted from snowflakes to clarity. The camera moved slowly across the screen, finally settling on a certain spot.

When Lin Qiu leapt down, he happened to encounter the Undying Fire Divine Dragon fiercely pursuing Luo Luo and the others. At that moment, the descending Demon God robot crashed directly onto the dragon’s body.

Blood spilled on the ground in winding streams, eventually converging into a massive blood character that spanned half of the ancient battlefield.

Mo Xize was puzzled by her sudden resistance but didn’t dwell on it, assuming she was shy after seeing someone.

“However, something’s off!” Chu Feng swept his gaze lightly and noticed another table next door where people sipped tea and enjoyed exquisite breakfast dishes.

According to Louis, the special chef’s annual exam scores at each branch academy had the greatest impact on the overall score, often accounting for over 80% of the total.

“Misjudged. I didn’t expect Yan Xiao to be a pharmacist, and such a young one at that. If she were an ordinary person, Jian Mo probably wouldn’t even notice her,” Lin Qi bit her nails and snorted.

Without Jian Feng, Jian Mo likely wouldn’t have been sent to the mercenary guild, and he wouldn’t be who he is now.

Both Ban Gu and Jiu Jian were disciples, but he hailed from the Yan Yue Sect, like Jiu Jian, entering one of the Four Divine Mansions early on. However, he joined the Divine Mansion Sect two years before Jiu Jian, with a status and strength far beyond Jiu Jian’s.

Then, centered around Shangaoxian County, a large number of laborers from Luoyang were drafted. The entire Donghai Family Ramen Shop was managed by Zhang Donglin, with Zhang Donghai personally training all staff. Zhangjia Village was overflowing with people; as some left, even larger groups immediately arrived.

Crash! A clatter rang out as a spark flickered. Yin Wuying leveraged this to retreat and vanished completely. Lin Yumeng widened her eyes staring ahead, then after a long while withdrew her gaze and rested against a large boulder.

“How do you feel? Has the doctor been called?” Ye Luan approached, seeing no attentive servants nearby, his concern evident.

Thinking of Zhang Donghai’s age, then her own, Jiang Hongyue sighed deeply, her heart heavy with sorrow.

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The old man strained to listen but couldn’t understand Brian’s English-infused American-style Mandarin.

At night, the Ye residence truly came alive. The backyard’s opera troupe performed all afternoon before concluding, then the dragon dance and fire-breathing antics began, with Madame Ye and the others clapping and cheering.

Shen Zhufeng was deeply grateful when Mo Fan handed him such a precious pill for his use.

“Doctor Tang, please don’t speak and rest first. Your injuries are severe,” Mei Ying spoke politely and calmly, but Tang Feng sensed a thread of concern beneath.

What should be done? Should she venture into the places listed on the leaderboard? That seemed unlikely, as she only knew one name and was clueless about these locations; besides, such places would be difficult to enter.

Mei’er stared in disbelief at Yan Xiang. What had happened to Miss Yan Xiang? To throw such a tantrum out of the blue—was she deliberately provoking trouble? Complaining the sour was too sour, the sweet too cloying. What on earth was her intention?

A fierce killing intent swept across the entire square. Mofeng Ye and two stone guardians engaged in a deadly battle atop the plaza. Their overwhelming auras collided violently, repeatedly erupting in explosions that shook the square.

After witnessing that scene, two pairs of eyes grew moist, but the initial grief gradually gave way to relief.

Moreover, the unpredictable ticking time bomb inside her body needed someone to “help” calm it down. Wasn’t using that as a trial all the more fitting?

The imperial physician had just confirmed her pregnancy, less than a month in. Ning Ye grew so anxious, seemingly forgetting she was more skilled in martial arts than him, treating her like a fragile doll every day.

But now? Reality dealt him a harsh slap, yet he remained bewildered.

She couldn’t help but hesitate, staring at the young man with his back turned to her, increasingly convinced this might be the case.

When the long sword thrust forward, a swift sword shadow shot out, coiling with the image of a dragon.

However, Luo Zifeng did not favor his fiancée. After successfully winning her over, he even broke off the engagement.

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But at this very moment, there was no doubt—their own shells had been shattered! This was the opportunity I had waited for so long. Just now, I spent two leaves of the Dao Seed Tree, combined with the power of the River of Darkness to activate the Eye-Opening Dragon. How could it be a useless move?

“Such a terrifying attack—can the Second Prince withstand it?” Beside him, Chapan couldn’t help but show a trace of worry. Yet seeing Deboluo’s confident expression, he finally relaxed.

They truly did not understand how Yun Ye managed all this, especially considering he appeared not even thirty years old.

This incident not only caught the attention of the top two hundred students but even the teachers began to focus on it.

Thus, this five-star warrior of the Moya Empire perished by his own power, an event that aroused deep lament.

He knew very well that the brand of car was a limited edition worldwide, nearly priceless and rarely available.

Had they never even heard his name, or were they simply arrogant and unwilling to acknowledge him?

Seeing Feng Qianqian so frightened she dared not even lift her head, he twisted his lips into a wicked smile, then weakly touched his mask and spoke softly.

Feng Qing had guarded the borders for several years, seldom eating seafood. Now, in September, with shrimp and crabs at their plumpest, the dinner table featured many seafood dishes.

“Minister Qin!” Upon seeing this, Yuan Manting and the others immediately set aside Di Lei and respectfully bowed to Qin Shiyu.

Hu Yuan looked at the elderly man who had been executed in court, utterly baffled as to where such confidence had come from.

Yet why did the Bloodshed Blade relentlessly pursue Zhuge Liang and Xiahou Dun, even injuring both of them?