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Monday, a single chapter request for more recommendation votes. Thank you all, of course, moon tickets would be even better. It's already mid-month, Daoists, take a look in your storage bags and see if there are any new moon tickets. Thanks to everyone, I'll continue my efforts to update.

A group of tech guys looked at the product they had spent months working on late into the night, which now had users who accepted their intrusive methods for acquiring new ones. They felt a bit anxious about it.

This was the topic Wei Yuenian wanted to avoid most, but facing Shang Wanzhou's straightforward gaze, she let out a light sigh.

Tears welled up in her eyes; Zhiyi didn't want Xu Zejun to see and comfort her at such a time. As he paused, the Iron Forest soldiers saw their chance and rushed forward.

"Look at his face! Really, what good word is 'playboy'?" Zhiyi blurted out as if she had found an outlet for her emotions.

Cao Xiaoxiao was so angry with Lin Zhengyang's sarcastic smile that she wanted to slap him. But she had to hold back.

"How do you know!" Nanxing pulled the person away, his eyes filled with a dangerous signal.

Lan Yu understood and tiptoed to the door, peeking out before raising her voice.

She held up her phone in front of him, her cold face suddenly breaking into a sardonic smile. Her angular face leaned close to the screen, magnified, scrutinizing it from every angle with satisfaction.

She squinted, following Xu Zejun's movements as the setting sun cast its glow behind him, serving as his backdrop.

Jian Xiyan shook her head and turned away, facing the opposite direction. The night's passion was vivid in her mind, causing her body to ache, but compared to her heartache, it was negligible.

Her voice was sultry with allure, complemented by her charming appearance and curvaceous figure, making it difficult for any man to refuse.

With his wish fulfilled of purchasing a five-color ginseng from the past millennium, Tian Dan Sect's sect leader couldn't stop smiling.

The rain had been falling all night, filling the air with moisture. Pink roses bloomed on the cabinet, their fragrance unusually rich and strong. Crystal dew clung to the stamens like tears.

Ice crystals encased the two cultivators, unbreakable. Chu Sheng's hand extended, his chaotic spiritual soul domain enveloping them, strangely penetrating the ice and摘下两个修士手指上的“空间戒指”。

Chu Xiaotian was not willing to stay here any longer; losing face wasn't enough. Huang Xuanling always gave him a very dangerous feeling, as if he would perish with just one thought from Huang Xuanling. This feeling was both terrifying and something he disliked.

Peng Hongyu was taken aback, his eyes filled with confusion. After a moment, he shook his head firmly and said.

Love comes in many forms—there's instant attraction or it develops over time. Both Duan Linfeng and Qiu Yue are good people; they will definitely find love.

"Stop!" Just as Shiyi dodged three consecutive kicks from Dong Cheng, unable to avoid them, a loud shout rang out. The voice was powerful and resounding, indicating that an enemy general had arrived.

Last night, when he heard Huang Xuanling wanted to choose another location for the Huang Family Fortress, Huang Xuanpu's four brothers came early to his courtyard.

He didn't want to waste this time, so he split a strand of divine consciousness to control it as it continued to extend. The rest of his divine consciousness went back to studying sword-casting flight techniques.

Their eyes showed reluctance, their hearts unwilling, but that was the result of strength. That overwhelming pressure made them unable to resist even if they used all their cultivation.

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