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Weekend has arrived, and Huan Yu is asking for your support votes as usual. Last week, there were three bursts of activity, and Huan Yu believes he has tried his best. Originally, according to the schedule, today should also be a burst day, but it only happened yesterday, leaving him feeling somewhat fatigued and unable to produce anything. Logically speaking, it should have been tomorrow's turn, but there is something on tomorrow’s agenda. But don’t worry; Huan Yu won't let you down. There will be a burst on Tuesday, and he promises to deliver.

So please give your support votes to Huan Yu. He needs the motivation too. Rest assured,

Yun Xiang gave him a faint look. "Absolutely not." What kind of strange weather has Yun Xiang seen? Before the end of the world, hail in summer was common; now, the climate is even more unpredictable.

She couldn't reveal to Zhu Yuying and Deng Menghan what they had plotted against her, as it would damage her reputation. Deng Menghan wanted to tarnish her image, but if she did speak out, she would be seen as a villain and never gain anyone's sympathy again.

An Ruyan’s eyes widened in disbelief. Was this really the reason for Crown Prince’s urgent summons?

With the man’s voice echoing, large patches of blood mist began to spread from his body towards all directions.

This was the formation technique that Fang Ye had heard about from a military strategist who used stone piles to block an army of ten thousand elite soldiers in Yangmin Village.

"Moo~" Miao Miao the Sheep, still asleep, twitched its short tail without any awareness. It wasn’t disturbed at all by anything.

At this moment, Gumo’s eyes nearly bulged out with rage. His agility was no match for the arrow that had already flown halfway! He instantly调动ed his inner energy and focused on the feather-tipped arrow in his hand, attempting to intercept the arrow aimed at Yun Xiang.

Sitting down slowly, Xi Xi turned her body around and walked back to An Honghan’s side, squatting down again.

Such a drug was anathema to martial artists. Once consumed, even if one wanted to practice martial arts later on, it would have a significant impact. Long-term use could result in permanent disability, even without death.

With the Feng family's item now up for auction, the Xie family members naturally wouldn’t miss this opportunity to retaliate.

"She has even taken my brother under her wing." Tingxue clenched the pearl chain tightly, causing the upper-grade spirit pearls to scatter like a shower. "No wonder—” She pursed her lips, her eyes dark with anger.

Ruan Lingyu was surprised by this shabby old man and turned to Wang Nian, her mind filled with questions. How could this brother find such an insignificant stall so appealing?

So, can you understand the anxiety and urgency I feel to boost my strength?

Wearing a coarse cotton robe, he held a long object wrapped in a cloth bag, undoubtedly his secret weapon, the夺命锁喉枪 (Deadly Throat Locking Spear). Apart from that, he had nothing else.

"You mean we should follow them, waiting for an opportunity to disrupt their plans?" Lu Zhen said, instantly understanding Fan Chen’s intentions.

Chang Song was surprised and regretful as she glanced at Su Su. It was over! Master would likely declare her the winner again.

Because Han Jinseng wasn’t just the wealthiest man in Yunhai; he was also a public welfare ambassador who regularly held charity events, earning high respect among the people.

At the Battle of Yellow Springs Vine, Tai Chu gained immense confidence. He was an essence spirit formed from the clear and righteous energy of heaven and earth, rendering any demonic or dead energy powerless before him.

He didn’t dare to confront Chen Jinnan because his martial arts were far inferior to Chen’s. He relied on his invulnerable body for intimidation.

Yin Gezhi sat upright with a cup of fragrant tea in hand. An Guohou’s expression was slightly annoyed, and he looked embarrassed.

It seemed like she was being bullied, as if she looked down on everyone, unwilling to bother arguing with them.

As each demon god merged into him, Wang Ming's aura became increasingly complex and chaotic, no longer the pure and pristine Primordial Force. At this moment, Wang Ming resembled an evil deity from beyond the world.

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