Volume One, Chapter 22: Confrontation Between the Real and Fake Fiancés

Madara Uchiha, however, handled the situation with ease. After signing the transfer papers, he asked Kirika, "Sister Kirika, are there any urgent assignments?"

The machine gun mounted on the lookout tower fired twice before jamming. From the preacher's quarters and the foreman's shed at the corner of the mine, blood-curdling screams erupted. The large mastiff tethered at the entrance to prevent miners from escaping was decapitated before it could even let out a sound.

Cheng Yihong’s eyes turned crimson. She released the hilt of the dagger with her right hand, gripped the blade itself with her bare hand, and pulled it out with force. Under the terrified gaze of the Ming King, she sheathed the weapon.

"My heart aches so much... Cousin, why can't you understand? I could give you everything, but why won't you accept me? Why won't you give me a chance to work for your heart?" she murmured to herself, ignoring the two men watching her.

The tall edifice at the center of the imperial palace was the Temple of Heaven, the headquarters of Shintoism. When He Ye Tiangong was in power, he had painstakingly managed this place for seven years. No matter how harsh the environment or how scarce the supplies were, construction here never ceased.

She had made up her mind. Regardless of the outcome, and regardless of whether Luo Chenxi was truly the culprit behind her mother’s suffering, she could not just abandon Ke Ziqi. She had given her word, and she would fulfill it.

Cui Dafu’s interest was piqued. He reached into his pocket and pulled out specialized glue, a delicate polisher, fine sandpaper, and other materials.

Seemingly shaken by the girl's words, Lin Jie paused, suppressed the anger in his eyes, and slowly sat back down in his chair.

They were about to open a branch of the Qing School. To put it bluntly, it was all about burning money. In Yu Qing’s mind, the Qing School was essentially the precursor to nine-year compulsory education.

The group was so frightened they dared not speak; they scrambled to find rocks and began pushing them. The Purple Emperor, however, found a cool, shaded spot to lie down and watched them work.

Dao Rui occupied the position closest to the finish line, which was also the area with the most cyborgs. Li Jiaxu had concentrated his main force on the path leading to the finish.

Wang Tianfeng had not expected them to encounter an air raid. He was anxious and worried, but he knew the air raid had taught them a lesson—what exactly that lesson was, only they knew.

Over half a month later, people from Zhi Capital arrived to invite the Hu’an Palace to receive guests. Traveling official Guo Genfeng was ordered to carry out his first mission abroad.

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She suddenly felt an intense hatred, wishing she had a machine gun to sweep away that flying pest. But in reality, not only did she lack a machine gun, she was also humiliated by Wang Mei’s mockery.

Ming Jing and the others entered a private room. A-Cheng helped put down their belongings and poured tea for Ming Jing, while Aunt Gui sat down with them.

"Wow, it really is magnificent!" Su Jun had been here once before, but she had been brought as a captive and hadn't observed the building carefully. Seeing it now, it truly exceeded her imagination.

Utilizing their twenty-day vacation, Ivan and Lan Yu traveled north and south, finally collecting all the reagents, though the preparations were far from complete.

This was a one-sided sniping operation; calling it a war would be inappropriate. The enemy was wiped out without ever seeing my face, and not a single one survived. I believe this left a profound shock upon them. Whenever this sniping is mentioned in the future, the enemy will surely tremble with extreme fear.

Perhaps the most beautiful thing is not holding onto time, but holding onto memories. Just like the feeling of when we first met, even an inadvertent smile is the story we miss the most. I hope time remains as it was in our first encounter.

In the hospital ward, Xue Junyi lay on the bed, staring out the window. She knew this incident was no accident; otherwise, the organization would not be announcing her death tomorrow.

"It won't be discovered, I wrapped it up very tightly," Li Lian said, looking at Mu Cheng with her bright, clear eyes.

Of course, besides these, there were various feather ornaments, which were also a characteristic of the Native Americans.

Moreover, he was no ordinary Golden Core ancestor, but a powerhouse of the same realm. If any other Foundation Establishment cultivator had been in the place of the Heavenly Feather Sword Immortal, they would have had no strength to fight back and would have long since sent their soul to the underworld.

In such a nearly enclosed space, the explosion of an RPG rocket would be magnified to the extreme; not only would the lethality of the shrapnel increase, but the shockwave from the explosion would be just as devastating.

The reason these ghosts were targeting Lin Wei was that they believed he had no combat power left and wanted to pick off an easy target.

However, within her line of sight, the opponent did not follow her instructions; instead, he jumped straight off the roof.

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"Nonsense, he is a ghost-guider; I can enter and exit his body freely." Yu You didn't quite believe Lin Wei's words, but she felt a bit worried inside, so she had to test him first.

For the college students who had just arrived at school to register for the new semester, classes hadn't started yet. Consequently, besides surfing the internet, they spent their days doing nothing.

If any ordinary department wanted to occupy this land, Li Qing wouldn't be worried. But the entity wanting to take it was one of the highest state institutions—within a few years, this vast area of hundreds of thousands of acres would be built into a national-level financial management center, housing the headquarters of national banks and non-bank institutions.

From then on, Xu Hongwei was unstoppable. The lingering thought of escape in his heart slowly faded, cast away by the blood shed by the mysterious man in black.

Tang Wanjun was the one who felt dejected. He was a dignified second young master of the Tang family—handsome, wealthy, and talented. In school, at bars, and in all sorts of settings, he was the proud son of heaven whom everyone fawned over.

She had worked in reception for many years; reading people's expressions was an instinct carved into her bones. Naturally, she had noticed Shopkeeper Qiu’s anomaly earlier.

After saying something ambiguous to fool the cub, Xie Sili stopped saying another word to Miaomiao.

Chi Zaozao and Tang Wanjun arrived at the education department and found the person in charge of the college entrance examination. Before they could explain their purpose, the official had already picked out that specific exam paper without a name on it.

Xu Tiantian lifted Ye Mianmian’s clothing slightly, revealing a hideous wound on her flawless, snow-white skin.

After receiving Zifu Lingyue’s affirmative answer, Shen Ning’s expression darkened. He had long suspected that other forces would intervene in the Lu Family Village, but he hadn't expected the people of the Ghost Mountain Sect to be involved. It seemed highly likely that the Ghost Mountain Sect and the Evil God Cult had formed an alliance, though their objective remained unknown for now.