Her heart ached with jealousy. What was so great about Fu Yan that made these men so fond of her?

“Zhen Niang, what do you think? Can you guess who it is?” Knowing the situation, Doctor Xu turned to look at Mu Zhen.

This was a shared prize between her and Yuntu; although the distribution rights lay with Yuntu, she knew she would definitely get her share.

Fu Yan didn’t want to argue. In the somewhat stuffy classroom, her classmates were curiously watching them.

Xuan Yuan Mo stared at the barrier before him, frowning unconsciously. Instead of destroying the barrier, he passed through it effortlessly.

After all, in this damned place, if you didn’t have at least ten copper coins to protect yourself, you would feel completely at a loss. While everyone agreed on helping each other, if doing so meant losing everything, one would definitely think twice.

Li Qiuyi, although silent, clearly shared the same thoughts as Li Chengqing. However, unlike Li Chengqing, Li Qiuyi wholeheartedly supported Li Ronghua, no matter what.

The closer they got to Ping Yao Village and Lao He’s home, the clearer his feelings for Mu Zhen became.

Time was tight, and the special forces were intensifying their training and collaboration, but time remained insufficient because Old Jiang’s soldiers were advancing, leaving no more time for this unit.

Isn’t it because the old man is quite good? Just look, now Sun Yuanqi is paying his respects to him, and the old man, at his age, is still sincerely expressing his gratitude. Just for this reason alone, Sun Yuanqi respects him.

After about half a cup of tea’s worth of time, the Cavalry Division was almost completely obliterated by the ocean of Mongolian cavalry tactics after receiving a massive impact from the charging horse.

Because they were here, Chen Yu also had a hundred-man force stationed for protection.

After speaking, Furanda frowned again, her fingers swirling around as if she was thinking of something.

“Have you finally arrived, Zhang Yu?” Ho Guang had just returned to the Champion Marquis’s residence when he saw a familiar figure—it was Zhen Youcai, whom he hadn’t seen in over a year.

Taking this opportunity, Zhang Wang led an elite team to launch a surprise attack on the remaining Qian family, Gu family, Xia family… and even dispatched a team to attack the Wu family in the inner city.

“Wuwu…” Judy struggled with all her might, her charming eyes shedding two streams of bloody tears.

The two strongest knightly orders stood outside the graduation gate, with the Temple Knights aiming to eliminate Notan, while the first commander of the Ash Knights, “Fen,” addressed him as Young Master Notan. The atmosphere outside the graduation gate suddenly grew tense, with both knightly orders raising their guns, ready for battle.

On the other side, Roben lay on the ground, bloodied and disfigured, his howls gradually fading, as if the pain had drained all his strength.

Once set up, when the Twelve Demon Gods Formation was established in the future, the twelve demon gods would be able to unite against their enemies, much stronger than when fighting individually.

Transforming into this form, 1121 emitted a surge of powerful energy that propelled his entire body at an unimaginable speed the moment the deathlight descended.

In a certain part of the Howling Moon Forest, thousands of black Howling Moon wolves surrounded the massive Howling Moon King Wolf in the center, remaining silent.

Yue Qize appeared calm, but his heart was tumultuous, waves of pink rippling through his mind, lost in thought.

"I don’t know what your past growth was like. Even if I investigate, I probably won’t find out, but from now on, if I had to name one person I admire the most, it would only be you," Xiao Tianji said sincerely.

Su Mu locked eyes with him obstinately. Even though his gaze pierced her chest like a dagger, and even though her eyes were filled with tears, blurring his outline, she refused to back down in front of him.

Amidst the bloodshed, Nie Fan, protected by his golden armor, was untainted. He turned his gaze towards Zhao Yue, his expression somewhat cold.

Inside, two servants were cleaning, mops and cloths in hand, with the floor covered in foam and water stains. Wu Yan frowned, originally intending to ask them to fetch a set of pajamas from the cabinet, but he dropped that thought.

Originally, there were eighteen people who had come to the Howling Moon Forest, including Deng Twelve, making it nineteen.

Seeing this scene, Zhen Ji quickly hid far away, paying no attention to her injured father, the leader of the group.

Suo Nianjin, who initially thought Su Nianjin was sick, heard her strong voice and felt relieved. “Is this on your face… drawn on?” Song Yuheng reached out to touch it and found his hand smeared with rouge.

With a loud crash, the sound of walls collapsing echoed, and everyone clearly saw the spirit beasts inside staring at them with terrifying eyes.

In a pitch-black space where one could not see their own hand in front of their face, nobody could see anyone else—only sounds remained… and not ordinary sounds, but a type of auditory feedback generated like brainwaves, echoing in their minds.

TL NOTE: Please don't skimp on the stars for the translation - I'd really like to see how far Leon goes and how far we can increase the number of chapters. Thanks~!

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