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The Divine Neck Seal was originally meant to imprison divine beings, so breaking it required considerable effort. Yuan Tong did not hesitate; he secretly sealed the outer perimeter of the Cloud Soaring Hall. Heaven only knows what kind of havoc his inadvertent energy leaks might wreak during the process of lifting the seal.

Han Ge returned to his room and opened his computer, where he discovered something that made him smile knowingly—the film project had been approved, meaning filming could officially begin.

But who could have guessed that a week later, Xia Qinyan would suddenly make a grand entrance into the office and present me with a bouquet of roses? He didn’t explain what the roses meant, but every day, without fail, someone would deliver them to my desk inside the office. After six consecutive days, I couldn’t hold back and went to ask him what it meant.

For an African, what did it mean to have very fair skin? Well, she was indeed a bit paler than the native Africans.

The three of them vanished in an instant, appearing before a desolate and lonely ancient courtyard. “Is it here?” Li Qiang was full of doubts. At a glance, it was truly bleak.

“Clang!” Suddenly, a long sword plunged fiercely into the ground right in front of the players who were about to cause trouble for me.

He Mu saw it, scolded sharply, then bent down, lifted it with one hand, threw it onto the sofa, and clamped it between his legs. After struggling a few times, it obediently lay quietly on He Mu’s lap, looking at me with big eyes.

Lonely Star finally managed to barely comprehend it. Though sweat beaded his face, he was not fatigued; on the contrary, the brilliance in his eyes was even more vivid and spirited. It seemed that good things, no matter what, only bring improvement.

Then, watching him climb into bed under the bright light, when the towel was pulled away, Yi Jing screamed and covered her eyes.

This greatly shortened the film production cycle, but it also caused a phenomenon: almost every film ended up ruining the original work, rarely managing to restore it accurately. Sometimes it was the production team’s lack of craftsmanship and effort; other times, the screenwriters failed to grasp the charm, resulting in a distorted adaptation.

Ordinary people crossing this Golden Lock Gate would only see more perilous scenery, but for true cultivators, a single step forward meant entering an entirely new realm.

“Who goes there?” Gao Lan was furious. To storm deep into the heart of the camp alone—did you think the Yuan army had no defenders?

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It wasn’t because of the millions of players from the Chinese region, nor the hundreds of millions of troops, but because the one who initiated the group was none other than Lonely Boat, the person they hated to their core.

Looking at such a beautiful scene, Su Tianhao felt as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn’t recall exactly where.

Before Lu Yao could speak, Anubis mysteriously appeared beside them, his expression somewhat grim. After all, as an Egyptian deity, it was already beneath his dignity to ally with a player like Lu Yao, but he hadn’t expected that instead of drawing closer to him, Lu Yao would collude with Assyrians and Hebrews.

Snowflake-like barrage messages slid across the screen; netizens were stunned by Qin Baobao’s beauty. Various strange and supernatural figures flooded the chat with comments—some praising, some amazed, but many uttering vulgar and mocking remarks. Don’t expect netizens to be highly cultured; the quality of Chinese netizens is often halved online.

After smiling and finishing her words, Xiao Yueyi suddenly felt a tremor within her heart. Sensing this, she felt as if an important family member was slowly slipping away.

“Hehe, bastard, on what grounds did you fire the iron mountain transport team I recruited? You’re bringing disgrace upon yourself, no wonder I’m Ouyang Zhiyuan. Who told you to team up with Zhang Xingjun to deceive me?”

However, upon closer inspection, beneath the newly painted giant letters “Vladimir,” some weathered old marks could be seen. With careful discernment, one could make out the letters “CCB.”

“Tianji Zhenren?” Hearing that name, Chen Yi jumped on the spot, countless thoughts racing through his mind.

Coach Guo’s heart pounded in his throat. Damn, so thirsty... Could it really be the Dragon Clan?

Sure enough, Xu Yuan and the others headed straight to the city lord’s mansion. Xu Yuan saw the situation but remained indifferent. On the contrary, he felt quite honored.

“The textbook says all reactionaries are paper tigers.” Lin Lin’s silence did not mean he had no temper—everyone has one—but did it serve any purpose to be angry now?

This boy looked only eight or nine years old, definitely not older than ten. If he truly wasn’t from a normal family, Lin Huang felt uneasy about returning him.

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Lawrence said, “Uh, it seems there’s a surprise effect...” Though Lawrence himself did not believe it.

As long as the ice wall was broken, Gungnir could charge forward, pinning Gege firmly against the wall.

Unlike many of the opponents Lin Huang had faced before, this female demon was particularly skilled in close combat. The pair of bony wings on her back were not weaker in strength than Lin Huang’s superb treasured battle blade. Her skirt armor’s defense was comparable to a superb treasured weapon, and on top of that, she possessed demonic regenerative abilities.

“Senior said to watch out for Orochimaru and not to reveal too much intelligence,” Rin Nohara said to Sasuke.

“How is it? Do you like it?” Su Yi adjusted Ming Luo’s collar and looked into his eyes as she asked.

“Big brother!” Hu Yu and the others heard the Overlord’s voice and immediately turned around to salute the Overlord and the Fourth as they entered.

But suddenly, one day, thick clouds appeared over the center of the Tamoren Desert.

One, two, three, four mutated dragon eagles flew over, circling the large tree beside Yan Fei, seemingly searching for the exact source of a sound.