Spill it, who did you go to see?

Natasha was in much better spirits this time than the last. Having purchased her instrument smoothly, she began pestering Xu Yu to dance with her. Having not seen each other for over half a month, the moves that used to be exceedingly difficult for her were now gradually executed with familiarity.

"Sister Xu, I want to learn the backbend. Could you demonstrate it for me, please?" Natasha had always been reserved and quiet; whenever lessons were given in the past, it was always Xu Yu asking and Natasha answering. When had she ever been this proactive?

...

Reverse psychology proved effective every single time against wild Pokémon. Gligar, which had originally intended to give up the battle and leave the area, turned around upon hearing Yu Li's words and cried out at Larvitar, seemingly intent on continuing the fight.

"Where are Cao Zhongshan's third division and Zhang Jingyao's seventh division positioned right now?" Yuan Shikai asked softly.

Listening closely, the person lying down—the very same one who had just been mistakenly thought beaten to death—began to emit a faint snoring sound. "He's actually fallen asleep!" someone shouted aloud.

"Impossible!" The Prince of Puyang let out a cry of astonishment, and the expressions of the crown prince's faction within the hall shifted dramatically upon witnessing this.

The news that Long Tingji was going to trade blows with an outsider from the outside world spread like wildfire, causing a sensation throughout the entire Kowloon Walled City. Everyone sat on the ground in a circle, waiting to watch the duel.

As the outlaws scattered, Hua Lang and his men were forced to divide their forces to intercept and cut them down, which truly consumed a considerable amount of time to wipe them out.

Since the matter had already been put this way, Resen said nothing further, merely nodding in acknowledgment to show he understood. The referee did not keep the audience and contestants waiting for long either, immediately announcing the start of the match so that both sides could engage in a fierce contest.

Upon hearing this news, Han Feifei felt as though she had been struck by a bolt from the blue; she simply could not believe it. One had to realize that Han Batian was the godfather of Haichuan City—how could he possibly be easily wiped out by someone, especially with her own uncle supporting him from behind?

As for Xiang Yu's current cultivation level, even he himself was unclear what specific realm he had reached. However, judging by the various abilities and combat prowess he possessed, he should have already far surpassed the Mystic Immortal realm and attained the loftier heights of the Golden Immortal level.

"Seven Kills Demolishing Army, slash! Exorcism and Evil-Slaying Divine Thunder, fall!" Song Lingyun brandished a long saber in each hand, slashing respectively toward Zuo Ci and Nanhua Immortal. At the same time, he chanted true incantations to drive the thunder arts, sending over a hundred golden Exorcism and Evil-Slaying Divine Thunders cascading toward the Taoist of Yin and Yang, who had transformed into four-colored chains.

"Do you suspect there is a mole inside the Black Owl Army?" Fei Junshuai asked the beaded lizard.

Suddenly, three rays of spiritual light silently merged into one. Throughout the entire dimensional secret realm, tens of thousands of rosy clouds suddenly blossomed, vibrant multicolored radiances surged, purple Qi drifted from the east, and waves of exotic fragrances drifted past.

This was quite interesting. The information gathered by Zhou Hesong all suggested that Aunt Fang was the actual owner of Fu Ji. It seemed that the waters running deep within Fu Ji were unfathomable, and the widespread rumors that Fu Ji possessed formidable backers were not entirely groundless.

Although restrained by his masculine pride from bursting into tears like his older sister upon hearing that their father was leaving—shamelessly clinging unyieldingly to their father, who panicked at the sight of her tears and hurriedly scooped her up into his arms to coax her—Ning Jinjin shared the exact same reluctance to see Ning Yi depart deep within her heart.

At that time, the attention of the Northern United States government was entirely focused within the city of Putin; the military had never imagined that the Belcher snakes could possibly escape under heavily guarded conditions.

After recruiting Niu Jiancheng, Sun Buxing felt somewhat embarrassed to continue lingering in the man's suite. Casually scribbling his contact number on a piece of scrap paper and tossing it over with instructions for the other party to report to him in Tianjing on time, he immediately left and returned to his own room.

Although the Grand Pope himself was elderly, his strength had not diminished by much. Coupled with the impenetrable defenses within the Divine Realm, there was absolutely no danger whatsoever.

Fei Junshuai guessed that the old man's medicated plasters were intended to stimulate the body's internal self-healing system, which was why they also consumed a considerable amount of physical energy. Awakening from sleep, his stomach felt far hungrier than usual.