Chapter 41: Unable to Figure It Out

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Clang!

Another crisp sound echoed in front of the grand hall!

Behind Jiang Huan!

A weathered man wearing a bamboo hat and holding a long saber suddenly leaped out.

His saber parried a three-pronged steel trident.

With an indifferent gaze, he looked at the weapon spirit [Venomous Scorpion], who was attempting a sneak attack, as if looking at a dead man.

In just a split second, the two exchanged dozens of blows!

A flash of greed crossed the scorpion's eyes: "Brat! It seems you've hidden yourself quite well! Even your classmates didn't know you possess a B-grade weapon spirit!"

At this moment, his mind was made up! Not only would he kill Jiang Huan, but he would also strip away his weapon spirit!

The scorpion's attacks grew increasingly fierce!

Yet, a look of growing astonishment gradually appeared on his face!

Putting everything else aside, this person was exceptionally adept at reading expressions and picking up conversational cues; during today's discussion, he had smoothly bridged the conversation multiple times.

Dragul, on the other hand, was furious to the extreme. This fellow was the key to success or failure this time around; if he died, everything would be finished.

Conversely, the billions of "卍" symbols formed by the ancient Buddha Dipankara's pure Buddhist light grew increasingly bright, covering the array runes.

The gray-robed Daoist had only enough time to let out a cry of alarm before being entirely dragged by Zhao Ge into the palm-light of the Beiming avatar.

The past had already become a memory, yet the future had always left him feeling lost. However, after this incident, that sense of bewilderment finally revealed a glimmer of a gap; he knew what he needed, and even more so, he knew what he had to do now.

Yet, among the three major broadcasting station acting awards, Tang Jingheng participated in every single one of them without omission, and even took part in an extra television arts awards ceremony.

"Zhengyang Gate, True Immortal Huoying!" Hearing these four words, Tu Kun's expression changed, and his face filled with murderous intent.

Unfortunately, the Spirit-Inspiring Great King was extremely quick-witted and did not fall for the trick, causing this scheme to end up accomplishing nothing. Sun Wukong became somewhat anxious and decided to head to Mount Potalaka to ask Guanyin Bodhisattva about the monster's origins—this was a habit Sun Wukong had developed lately: whenever he was at his wits' end, he had to go enlist reinforcements.

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"Boss, the steel tempering is quite good!" A rough voice sounded in Qin Feng's ear. Turning his head, he saw Wild Dog walking over happily, holding a newly sharpened broadsword. This was the first batch of weapons produced independently by Peace City, and today just happened to be the day they were unsealed; Qin Feng had come specifically to take a look.

Fusu, still harboring a shred of wishful thinking, looked at the imperial seal, whereupon his psychological defenses completely collapsed. Numbly, he drew the sword at his waist.

"We are here specifically to visit your father. Could you go tell him?" Qin毅 smiled politely.

These soldiers knew what they were facing from the very beginning. Unlike others who immediately panicked upon encountering such situations and frantically dealt with the mutating parts of their bodies, they remained calm.

"The one who brought disgrace to the Song family is you, not me. Furthermore, I have already given you a chance at redemption," Nan Xiatye said coldly.

At this, Zhang Xuan found things getting interesting and stopped urging him. The middle-aged man's complexion became even more amusing, turning alternately green and red.

For instance, taking a first-tier premium earth-type array, assuming it is a 32-core array, you would need to source 32 earth-type sixth-tier origin beast cores as the core materials for the array.

However, even now, Jiang Kang had not decided to let it go. Entangling with his sister and plunging her into such a dangerous predicament was not something that could be resolved so simply.

She had originally wanted to take the opportunity to expose Pei Yu for lying, but instead, she ended up making Pei Yu win everyone's favor.

The glass viewing platform was like a tranquil body of water, reflecting the moonlight and starlight of the sky, yet there was no sign of the child whatsoever.

Her brain suddenly recalled how she had previously sworn before Bo Jinnian that she had never been to OP Bar.

Always stealing my minion waves! The support is soloing the mid lane waves and has a higher economy than me dammit! How is this even possible to play?

Lan Ziqing felt her heart tighten after the call was hung up, and stubbornly continued dialing Gu Que's phone.

Her round face instantly grew even redder. Smiling at Wang Meizhen, she hurriedly shouldered the manure baskets and walked toward the green fields.

Yan Ruoyu's mouth already held a faint taste of blood as she suddenly felt the long-dormant mystic power barrier loosen abruptly.

The person inside rubbed her drowsy eyes, forcing herself to open them despite the discomfort, and saw Gu Que standing before her.

Fortunately, Ji Chu was no pushover either. With a nimble dodge, the beer bottle smashed into pieces on the ground; otherwise, it would have been his head blooming instead.

He calculated in his heart that if he borrowed three hundred yuan from his uncle's house, he could make up an even thousand yuan for Yuanyuan. It would be even better if he could borrow a bit more; he was single-mindedly determined to make Yuanyuan live a comfortable life free of worries.

Over the next few months, Ye Wentian devoted himself entirely to developing his business, eventually becoming a prominent entrepreneur right here in Yang'an City.

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Jiang Wan added a few more reminders: "Pay attention to predicting the enemy's movement for the second skill; that makes it easier to knock people up."

"Alright, listening to the head of the household's instructions. Grandma, it's hot, don't cook so many dishes. Cook a little less, just enough is fine," Yuanyuan persuaded her grandmother.

No matter how fearless she tried to be, she had underestimated the opponent's strength. These four men were no ordinary individuals—they all knew martial arts. Though their martial arts might not be top-tier, they had the advantage in numbers and physical stamina.

As the topic turned to the upcoming New Year, everyone chimed in at once, instantly livening up the dining room and dispelling a bit of the oppressive atmosphere.

"We should go home first," Shen Muxian seemed disinclined to discuss these matters with Yu Chuchu here either, so he put an arm around her shoulder and led her outside.

Qi Anluo suddenly grew nostalgic for the past, offering a faint smile and a simple agreement. Someone on the other end called out to Gu Xidong, who hastily said "hang up" and directly terminated the call.

"This is the Lin family, please mind your status! If you haven't forgotten, you came here today to apologize. Or did you want to make a wasted trip?" Mansheng brushed away his hand and walked straight toward the door.

Jing smiled, "Chef Uncle, you worry too much. I can only make noodles; it's impossible for the old master to eat noodles three times a day, right?"

Fortunately, Ruyi had calmed down at that moment; otherwise, had a scuffle broken out and an accident occurred, Lin Mubai wouldn't have made it in time.

Who knows how these ants lived beneath the stones? Don't ants usually live in underground tunnels?

On the sofa seats inside the office, Linyifan occupied the single armchair, while on the other long sofa, Wen Shanglin sat on one side, leaving Mansheng to share the opposite side.

Before getting off work, she received a text message from Fu Jingsi consisting of simply four words, without even a punctuation mark.

Judging by this, nearly all the villagers of Leilaba Village were armed, which wasn't surprising; under the temptation of the iron mine, nothing less could guarantee the safety of Leilaba Village.

"Didn't you say you had something for me?" Chen Yu embraced Zhang Li with one arm while his other hand remained busy holding a cigarette. Leisurely blowing out a ring of smoke, he finally spoke.

His hands, originally pristine white, both turned a golden color the moment he lunged toward Colbert, radiating a dazzling metallic sheen. At a glance, they looked precisely like a pair of human hands crafted from solid gold.

Then Zhou Dao stepped forward, slowly passing through the barrier. The four bald-headed Starlight figures followed closely behind. Seeing Zhou Dao pass through the barriers with such ease, a trace of piercing light flashed through each of their eyes as they wondered what he was plotting.

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