Volume One, Chapter 36: Are You Looking for Me?

De F a SSS, o que há de errado com o avanço rápido do meu Espírito de Artefato? Qing Mo 2390 words 2026-08-05 05:55:58

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In the heart of the Great Fog stood Supply Town No. 27.

Outside every Sanctuary City, there were several supply towns.

Though small, these towns were always bustling with activity.

They welcomed travelers coming and going, providing medicine, lodging, and meals for everyone who passed through. They were also places where many people posted temporary missions.

Because they lacked supervision, even people like Jiang Huan, who had never obtained a graduation certificate, were allowed to accept missions.

Jiang Huan had lived in the Great Fog for several days, passing through quite a few supply towns.

His understanding of the Spirit Tamer world had progressed from complete ignorance to thorough familiarity.

He had even begun to grow accustomed to some of the unspoken rules that could not be openly acknowledged.

Jiang Huan's clothes were tattered...

For some time, Cong Shuai had been communicating with Second Rat. After Tang Ming arrived at the Sea of Demonic Abyss, he also met with Cong Shuai.

“If he can truly restore the Sun Clan to its former glory, then what harm is there in acknowledging him as emperor?” said another old man from the Eight Hidden Dao Palace. He had concealed his identity for thousands of years, all for the sake of waiting for the Chosen One to appear.

He had even discovered that both his physical body and soul had already reached the level of a Transcendent. All that remained were the laws and primordial energy.

She struggled desperately to resist, but under the effects of the drug, her mind grew increasingly hazy. Gradually, she could no longer suppress the instincts of her body and began to let out soft, indistinct moans.

If one looked only at this aspect, this world could still be considered real. But... I once tried to leave our own country and see whether this false world, like ours, also contained so many different nations and peoples.

The suffering endured was not particularly severe. Of course, taking pills could lessen the pain and even make it easy to break through to a higher realm.

Tong Tianling's words left Shi Qianqian even more astonished. After all, why had Tong Tianling left High Tower Academy?

So it was obvious that Xiao Yi's next move was the real key. He took out a holy grail surrounded by drifting white feathers.

“Hey, does my expression look surprised to you?” Ye Long said, spreading his hands with perfect calm.

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Ji Xinliang, Ji Xinliang... You are like a nightmare to me. No matter what I do, I can never escape you.

Gu Yun swallowed with difficulty once more, then tremblingly placed a hand against his forehead. His eyes were filled with worry.

The first time or two, Lin Nuannuan would still offer a few words of explanation. But after it happened several more times, she stopped taking it to heart. What could she do? The girl was protected by an influential adult. She could not afford to provoke her, but she could always stay out of her way.

Seeing that his first strike had failed and that Luo Minfeng had circled around from behind, Xiao Mingruo swiftly employed the movement technique known as Winding Return Wind. He and Lu Zhanyi and Hong Li rapidly changed positions, continuing their pursuit of Yun Chi.

But her arms had been twisted behind her back, while his powerful hand pressed down on the back of her head. Her entire body was limp and weak, leaving her unable to move.

Lin Yuan went upstairs. His roommates had already prepared his daily necessities and were merely waiting for him to return and pack his clothes.

Ruan Meng's ink-black hair danced lightly as her black shoes stepped onto the stairs leading to the podium. Her snow-white legs appeared and disappeared beneath her skirt.

Originally, I did not want them to become involved. But now it has been confirmed that Xue'er and Xue Li are merely lacking in character. There is nothing else wrong with them.

Grandfather was exceptionally capable at work, but when it came to family matters, he was an obstinate old traditionalist. Whenever he decided that something was unacceptable, he never changed his mind.

The blazing August sun was like a vast parasol of fire. The afternoon sky shone dazzlingly, while the slender branches of the willows by the roadside stood motionless. The shadows of the trees had shrunk into tight clusters, and the dust-coated leaves drooped and curled listlessly.

In the big-brother jungler's double-mid, double-jungle strategy, the greatest fear was being ganked in the top and bottom lanes. With this style of play, one could not gank and counter-gank as freely as an ordinary jungler. Though it was called the big-brother jungler strategy, it relied mainly on the resources of the mid lane: farming the lane, then farming the jungle, and at most going to cause the Blind Monk some trouble.

Gao Ying was at a loss. If the bullet from this gun were fired at him, what would happen?

Those exquisite features and skin delicate enough to be broken by a breath still gave the impression that she was alive even after death. It was both eerie and terrifying.

Lin Shan possessed the blessing of fortune. He was not yet someone who could be touched. The Bloodslaughter Alliance Leader was clearly the most suitable candidate.

“Was my father thrown into the Soul-Stripping Land? My mother must be in the Heaven of Severed Affections. Are they suffering there every day?” Xiao Qiyue's voice grew increasingly cold. The Emperor-Catcher's Frost-Soul Art, Nishui Han, was activated unintentionally, and snowflakes suddenly began to fall from the sky.

Then he saw the two towering shadows on either side of the corridor suddenly vanish as they approached this place.

Those green-glowing objects were not rare minerals at all. They were merely the most common and low-grade fluorite ore. They were only somewhat brighter than the fluorite of the Mercury World; their basic composition was essentially no different.

She had never imagined that such a formidable killing formation of the Immortal Clan could be broken so easily. Even after witnessing it with her own eyes, she still found it difficult to believe.

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In most matches, the top lane could gain an advantage and then take control of the rest of the game.

Suddenly, the Dugu Sword he had been desperately trying to hold broke free from his grasp. It cleaved through You Suowei's domain and struck toward the enormous figure.

At that moment, the electronic metallic voice rang out again, leaving Jiang Nan utterly bewildered. Had the activation not already been completed? Why was the voice still sounding?

“They are related. They were once the guardian beasts of Mingxuan Temple. But no one looks after them anymore, so they became wild long ago.” Murong Xiu truly was learned and versatile; he seemed to know quite a few of Mingxuan Temple's secrets.

He suddenly embraced Ye Qingzhu. Under her astonished gaze, he planted a loud kiss on her cheek.

“Principal, I plan to donate one hundred million and turn Shangling High School into the most beautiful high school in the entire city,” Wang Yidong said, going straight to the point.

“Well? Are you ready to obediently become my slave?” Wang Yidong asked, looking as though everything was already under his control.

In truth, Tang Tianxiong considered this villa the finest of the lot, which was why he had shown it to Lin Feng first. It was only natural that Lin Feng would fall in love with it at first sight.

Li Zhicheng continued backing away, pressing the flight attendant behind him even more tightly against him. With a laugh, he said, “To die beneath a peony is still a pleasure.”

“Dizzy? Why don't I take you somewhere to rest?” Fang Xiang'er came over and spoke with apparent concern.

Lu Tian explained the cultivation technique. Myriad Hearts Returning to the Origin was designed specifically for gifted psychics, and even on Earth it was considered a top-tier cultivation method.

“If this person can use the techniques of the Demon-Prison Reincarnation, that would be even better,” Ouyang Feifei thought.

In the eyes of the two-headed demon wolf, the human before him was completely insane. Did he not know how powerful a magical beast's body was? How dare he throw a punch at him? He must have grown tired of living.

Looking back afterward, that scene in the snow years ago—Cao Fudi and Ma Yukun competing to shoulder the horse and carry it forward—unexpectedly became a tale that people passed around with endless relish.

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