(156) The Venomous Bat

The colorless, odorless supernatural ability suppression spray took effect with astonishing speed and intensity. In the blink of an eye, Liu Yi was completely numbed; the intense mental strain caused cold sweat to bead heavily on her forehead. She shuddered inwardly, imagining the dreadful consequences if she had come out even a moment later.

“I’m going to kill... that counterfeit...” Her tongue felt clumsy as she uttered the harsh words, sounding more like a fierce little puppy than a threat. Although Mo Yange had given up on her, he wouldn’t—throughout his life until now, she was the first person he truly cared about.

Fighting like this was not a problem, but once they stopped, her body suddenly felt unbearably heavy. Was something wrong?

Those who managed to get into Huaqing University were all top-ranked in their province, each carrying their own pride.

“Don’t bother struggling. Though this isn’t as strong as the Immortal Binding Rope, no one with F-level strength can break free from it!” Li Yixiao said.

After less than a month of recuperation at home, she packed her things and set off alone to make her way in the county.

Niuniu was persistent, asking around. Several households said they saw Wangcai return home that day.

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It seemed as if heaven itself was on our side. The prince discovered a mask floating on the Lupan River—the very fox mask you took with you before you left.

Fortunately, finding it now is not too late. Unfortunately, this year there’s no chance for rescue. Looks like preparations must start early next year.

Every morning, she wakes early to prepare meals tirelessly for this poor child, yet she doesn’t even get a kind word in return.

At that time, Zhao Pei used some unknown means to secretly secure the support of the imperial generals and noble families, overcoming opposition, eliminating rivals, and successfully ascending the throne—becoming the youngest emperor in Liang Dynasty history.

Ginobili greatly admired Jordan, though he regretted never mastering Jordan’s fadeaway jumper. Instead, he carved out a broader path with his drives to the basket.

Phones of this era had earpieces as loud as speakers; everyone in the car heard the news, their faces turning grim. Seal swiftly turned the steering wheel and pulled over to the roadside.

I recall it was around October 2009 when League of Legends was about to launch; it gradually began to supplant the status of the original Three Kingdoms game.

Julili’s face was as pale as paper. Her name read well backward, but turning away to treat Jiang Xiyue like a ball to be kicked—wasn’t that practically wishing for her death?

Her initial plan was to support her family through part-time jobs or tutoring during university.

They exchanged glances, each cursing Ye Zexiu silently for being a despicable scoundrel, less than a dog.

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Fang Fang’s expression stiffened; she probably never expected me to make such a request.

Sun Zhuo had just finished a match today. Wade, unwilling to face Sun Zhuo one-on-one, practiced shooting alone.

Jiang Xiyue knew this was definitely Julili’s hired online army; otherwise, despite Julili’s unpleasant behavior, she wouldn’t have been vilified so harshly.

“Interesting—I’ve never seen Kobe play like this before,” Michael Jordan said with some surprise, as if he barely recognized Kobe.

His eyes were unique—clear and bright, yet carrying the weight of countless years.

As Mu Qing spoke, he suddenly shook his hand, a golden light flashing by. The foundation-building cultivator’s eyes were gone; clutching his face, he screamed in agony.

She wasn’t afraid. It was just that this wasn’t the imperial palace. If they tried any tricks on her here, she wouldn’t know how to respond. That’s why she thought it better to avoid trouble by staying out of their way. She didn’t expect their persistence to be so relentless.

Murong Xi looked at the loyal maid before him, his gaze shifting to the door in front of them.