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Wang Xin's arrogance had its justification, for he was not merely Wang Youzhi's senior fellow apprentice; his other identity was the master of the Third Medicine Hall of Xianlu Terrace. In all of Xianlu Terrace, there were only four medicine halls in total, and for Wang Xin to become the master of the Third Hall at such a young age showed that he possessed considerable real ability. But what he had not anticipated was that the man before him had no intention of paying him any mind at all, watching him...

"Four esteemed seniors, this Purple Emerald wine is even more potent than the Concealment wine. Are you certain you wish to taste it?" Mo Mo hurriedly asked while the others still had their wits about them.

In other words, the first dial could be turned four times, the second dial ten times, and the third dial twelve times, and only when each dial had been rotated to its predetermined fixed position could the cabinet be opened.

Tan Luo watched as the pillow slid from the man's face once again, revealing a pair of dark, deep-brown eyes.

The surrounding tourists followed the volleyball's trajectory with their gazes off into the distance, and only after the ball had finally disappeared did they snap back to reality, their faces breaking into broad grins.

Their attire was also strikingly different. One of them, dressed in a Tang suit, wore a face full of benevolence, and between every wave of the hand and flicker of the eye exuded an immortal aura, giving people an exceedingly warm and intimate feeling.

At that moment, Liu Feng and the other two heard the commotion and emerged from the cultivation chamber. After these past days of training, their cultivation had advanced somewhat further.

And yet, after searching the entire snake clan, even the snake clan's own people found it strange—where had their shaman and the Serpent Melody disappeared to?

"Die!" The fat man's former look of simple honesty vanished completely, replaced in an instant by utter ferocity and venomous cruelty.

But what puzzled him greatly was that Qisar had not gone to battle the poison dragon but had instead come here. Had some new situation arisen?

"Maybe it's because he wrecks so many houses in his line of work—practice makes perfect." Yue Tan whispered quietly to Ji Chanjuan. Ji Chanjuan shot Yue Tan a glare, then turned around to tidy up the medicinal herbs.

In the luxurious and spacious office, Beiming Ye's tall, slender frame lounged casually against the desk, his face cold and severe.

Just then, a voice like heavenly music rang out, causing the entire great hall of the White Jade Tower to shudder.

That one sentence scared the old man half to death. Cheng's father, as if scalded by something scorching, quickly hurled the lump of lamb tallow in his hand far away. His complexion shifting between pale and livid, he rubbed his hands vigorously against his clothes again and again, terrified of coming into contact with anything unclean.

"Could you please let me borrow your phone for a moment?" she asked her in halting English.

"He knelt on the ground for Shimin, begging others. He knelt." Xi Ru watched the scene and said with bitter pain.

Luo Chenyang smiled softly and, with tender indulgence, touched her belly. There was no visible change to it yet, but he had grown accustomed to this gesture.

Luo Luo carried Shu Chi's bag in one hand while beaming like a flower before the young president of the Xiang Group.

Su Ranhua's heart sank a little. The fingers hidden within her sleeves moved faintly, and a glint of cold light flickered in her eyes as she fixed them on Ximen Hao.

The diamond ring shining with alluring brilliance, and the medical examination report representing sincerity, kept flashing alternately through Zhao Yuhuan's mind.

Then, in that instant, a pain utterly different from the torment of the soul came upon my physical body. Before I even had time to react, I saw the blood energy around me beginning to gather without cease.

Before Ji Tian could see clearly, the billion blood shadows, empowered to their limit by the Naihe Banner, surged all at once before him. Before he could dodge, the billion blood shadows' forms swelled and detonated with a thunderous boom.

The crowd burst into an uproar—he had actually compared the Fire Barbarian to a mere ant. Was this Feng Lin's arrogance in no way inferior to that of the Demon Lord Lin Feng?

Hot Dog was utterly won over by the talent Zhang Yifei had displayed and could hardly wait to take Zhang Yifei as his master. But recalling that he was still in the middle of a competition, he forcibly suppressed the urge and remained in the cauldron of oil.