Chapter 112: One Hundred Million for a Single Dance

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Wang Cai took a sip of hot tea, slightly dispelling the chill in his body, and began to speak with reason.

“Don’t be angry; you did nothing wrong, so why be upset?” Jing Moxuan placed Qian Ruoruo gently on the chair beside the dining table and softly ‘caressed’ her hair.

Of course, she rushed over and opened the door, her joyful screams nearly shaking the entire room down.

Seeing this, Li Nan was momentarily speechless, instinctively leaning backward, then spreading his arms to block the onslaught.

Li Feiyang was utterly frantic. If he had a beginner’s crystal in hand, he would have used it by now. But among this group, only the general and that 007 had one.

Therefore, the title of Immortal was the most important; the Mountain God was merely a trivial position among the immortals.

Unfortunately, it was all too late. The thick fog had already formed and was growing denser. The numbness in his feet had not completely faded, and his speed could not increase.

Li Dapeng nodded, then with one hand pulled the roll of tissue paper from beside the bed into the quilt.

Wang Peng wondered how to handle this. If they switched, He Qiuhua would be displeased; if they didn’t, Chen Dongjiang might not be happy either. Yet, relying on his unusually close relationship with Chen Dongjiang, he decided to try persuading him not to go to the scene.

Hearing gunfire, the other Wolf Fang soldier, who had been calm, quickly disengaged the safety on his submachine gun and charged forward.

Below, Shen Dan frowned slightly but said nothing, instead ordering several shield bearers to step forward to provide some cover.

Without moving a muscle, the icy cup was already in the young man’s hands clad in the Jiao robe. He slowly brought it to his lips, took a sip, then laughed heartily.

Suddenly, Xia Ping activated his spiritual awareness, enveloping the entire planet in a carpet-like search, attempting to uncover the secrets and hidden treasures of this world.

Behind Dragon God City lay a towering mountain reaching ten thousand meters, shrouded in mist, resembling a celestial paradise.

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“Tsk, tsk… I really don’t know how you survived these past few years… but it seems you’ve done quite well…” Pang Tong folded his sleeves, his robe and silk scarf fluttering in the wind. If not for the dust covering him, he would have looked somewhat transcendental.

“Why do you always watch me like that?” Ling Feifei finally lost patience, her eyes filled with deep disgust.

Without the slightest hesitation, she gripped the hilt of the North Wind blade at her waist, pushed off with her toes, and dashed fiercely toward the Sunset Wood Hero.

From afar came Yu Qian’s voice, prompting Ling Feifei to glance back and nod in acknowledgment.

Because the mangled body of their comrade before them unmistakably told them he had died from a single punch that shattered his internal organs.

He felt as if he had been sentenced to death. He was stunned, deaf to everything. Though he had prepared for the worst, when the worst actually happened, he truly felt an abyssal despair.

Many people, when in love, often selfishly play games, gradually neglecting their beloved, mistakenly thinking she understands them. But this is not love at all.

Just as he arrived home, Zhuang Qingqing’s phone rang—it was Cui Yuyuan’s agent. Cui Yuyuan had just accepted a foreign-funded and directed film, requiring him to go abroad for a while, so future arrangements were set ahead.

If he didn’t die, then I would be unlucky. And even if I weren’t, others might be. The matter was enormous. In such circumstances, would anyone hope the old man died? Or hope he lived?

“Fine! Since you’ve made such a decision, then try it! Don’t worry, if… that thing really happens, I will inform your family!” Liu Guoliang’s heart sank to the depths.

Even the fierce aura of the human race did not inspire fear or trembling.

This proved his judgment was correct. Thus, he dispatched more assassins to the mechanical world.

“That’s good, but once we arrive, I want Uncle Basang to help look after my friends. These people! Sigh! I can’t even explain myself; I just hope nothing goes wrong!” Xu Yang was helpless thinking of his friends.

Zhuang Qingqing was somewhat confused, unsure whether he had changed himself or if she had ultimately changed him.

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Having said that, he rose and left, apparently going to sit on the altar inside the hall. Soon, he began softly chanting Sanskrit—indeed reciting scriptures.

Fang Zhizun stood 1.85 meters tall, with phoenix eyes, a square face, and a crew cut, looking somewhat fierce. At this moment, he sat on the desk glaring angrily at Fang Zhaotian across from him.

At this time, Tang Feng’s subordinates had guessed some of the story’s details. The scene in the private room was all men, so most could imagine it, especially with Wang Qing’s account.

Shao Yun sat gazing at the world before him, captivated by the void ahead, through which he saw the Supreme One.

After waiting a long while without hearing a sound, Zhou Xiaotong boldly poked her head out from under the quilt, only to find the room empty and hear the door close.

The fans at the scene immediately began cursing but awkwardly realized the call was for Reed’s offensive foul.

I thought to myself, things truly do attract their kind; King Qin is a monster, and so are the men under him.

Facing the fierce Xuzhou troops, Yan Liang’s fierce guards mustered their courage and, led by Yan Liang, charged to meet them. Like desperate outlaws, the resentment accumulated over days burst forth without reserve.

“Even if the emperor dies tomorrow, the world will not immediately fall into chaos,” I said to Cao Lin.

Yan Wang lowered his eyelids and voiced another suspicion: “If that masked man truly is the new leader of the demonic cult, I doubt he would so easily let things rest.”

“It seems we’re not far from Death Valley; perhaps we’ll arrive tomorrow,” Mo Xiaosheng thought quietly, pushing open the door.

Cliff quickly covered his mouth with his hand, shot a glare at Chris behind him, and made no more chewing sounds.