Chapter 61 How to Remove the Maternal Instinct Imprint from AGI

At this moment, Qin Fengyun's expression changed drastically, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead as he braced himself as if facing a formidable enemy.

The bloody battlefield left no time for the Guwei people to ponder. The continuous volley of arrows made the Guwei chieftain realize that staying put would only result in them being picked off by this tribe of unknown origin. Only by continuing to charge forward was there a chance of victory. As for retreating? Apologies, that was absolutely out of the question.

Given time, upon meeting others or simply as days passed, one would naturally and gradually fade this hazy first love from memory.

Among the inner disciples of the Xuantian Sect, aside from two peculiar freaks, who would dare not show respect to Li Yan?

"Indeed so, please rise, Zijian. Regardless, your imprisonment in the Snow Palace was my doing." Han Wei had no wish to make things difficult for Cao Zhi.

Although countless cultivators had fallen in this great battle, their wills upon falling remained in the Divine Capital—this was the will of blood, the will to defend their homeland, and the will to fight the ferocious beasts to the death, which deserved everyone's utmost admiration.

He had no intention of waking her up, because this was the Cloud Sea Hall. Once she started throwing a tantrum and angered his senior sister, any attempt to save her would likely be a wasted effort.

With a cold snort, billowing divine fire surged forth, scorching the void. The entire sky seemed to set ablaze, turning fiercely crimson, churning and roaring like a sea of blood.

By noon the next day, Captain Xu called the Marquis again, giving him both the address and phone number of Flying Dragon. After obtaining the contact information, the Marquis immediately placed a call to Flying Dragon.

I still smiled and shook my head, while Zhang Yong was already looking somewhat unsettled, stammering as he spoke.

In terms of martial prowess, the two of us were not in the same league. Of course, if I could learn boxing from Ghostly Fear in the future, it would surely be a completely different story.

Barely taking a few steps, the black-haired youth crashed headlong into the magnetic barrier outside Shouchun City.

"Congratulations, Master! This time you can directly break through to the fifth tier of the Divine Realm." Seeing Hao Hongliang wake up, the divine artifact Dream Fantasy said to him in a crisp voice.

This was the first time such a situation had occurred since Sasuke acquired the biography ability, and he felt somewhat at a loss.

Yu Mei was speechless. Chen Yu sat down opposite her, crossed her legs once more, and leisurely watched her every move.

Gu Hei noticed Tuba's odd behavior, immediately leaped down from the hammock, and ran wildly outside.

The dishes had already been served. Seeing Bu Yang enter, his mother's gloomy face relaxed just a fraction.

As long as they were adults, they would certainly not be left idle. By then, the orphans would have a use, and those tragic cases of abandoning infants due to inability to support them would no longer occur. With population growth and a thriving society, the country would undoubtedly grow even more prosperous and flourishing.

Since this was the first full family meeting, the Weasel was entitled to speak. The fellow's depressed face was twisted as if he had swallowed a fly. He glared at me and let out a cold snort.

Zhang Fei did not spell it out, but Tian Yuxi was no fool; how could she possibly fail to understand what Zhang Fei was referring to?

Just as death approached, strong arms wrapped around her waist, and lips pressed down upon hers.

The tree roots of different large trees intertwined and pierced into each other's bodies to absorb nutrients. Those with low absorption efficiency would grow weaker and weaker, until they finally withered and collapsed to the ground.

In the periphery of the Nilang World, within one of the breeding grounds, there was a child clad in dirty, ragged clothes with an extremely emaciated physique.

The journey back was far from peaceful, fraught with numerous difficulties and dangers. Relying on his newly upgraded strength, he managed to turn danger into safety all the way and finally returned to the sect.

After settling them in, Yang Chen furrowed his brows deeply, his eyes carrying unprecedented murderous intent as he quietly closed the door and walked out.

Having witnessed the fate of Han Tiande, the disciples of the Yuxu Palace were well aware of the terrifying nature of this demonic fire. At the mere sight of it, they were struck with terror and hastily executed their movement techniques to dodge desperately.

Fortunately, every passageway had barrier doors, which kept those mutated, corpse-like researchers trapped inside. However, before escaping, he had to take away the crystallization of technology, and if that blindly ambitious, foolish disciple was still alive, he had to take him along as well.

He had no desire to get involved in these wretched affairs, nor did he want anyone to pay attention to him; he just wanted to finish this meal quietly and leave in a hurry.

"Mian'er." Xi Mushen strode over to support her. Seeing her terrified expression, he turned his gaze outward, and his eyes instantly froze.

In the past, Xu Nuo would have packed up and moved out without a second thought. But now, she neither wanted to move out nor would she do so—she was going to defend everything that belonged to her.

Meanwhile, Xu Ling was also fully prepared for battle. With the sword in her delicate hand flashing brilliantly, a burst of azure light erupted beneath her feet, blooming like a lotus flower and wrapping tightly around her dainty figure.

Rong Li quietly watched for a moment before pulling out the thorn. A bead of blood welled up, resting like a grain of cinnabar in the center of her fair palm.

Precisely because they were old and cunning, they ended up falling into Qiu Leiming's trap. If Old Du had heeded Qiu Leiming's words and shot to wound him outright, the initiative might truly have remained in Old Du's hands. But Old Du did not do so, which was precisely a case of cleverness being the undoing of the clever.

Jian Tong, however, had no heart to appreciate this beautiful scenery. With furrowed brows, she paced back and forth in the garden, her heart growing increasingly chaotic with every step.

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Tossing the newspaper aside, Xuanyuan Xuexue lowered her head to eat her breakfast seriously. Her curled eyelashes fluttered, carrying a trace of moisture and shimmering with tiny points of light.

She was yet another person who hung up before the other party finished speaking. Before Jian Tong could express any opinion, the line had already gone dead.