127 IF Route

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Before the echoes had even faded, a figure in white, purer than snow, appeared before everyone’s eyes. Like snow gathered under the moonlight, like clouds rising with the glow of dawn, that boundless grace was enough to dim the sun and stars and make the mountains bow in shadow.

These were the words he had used to tease Xue Meng in his dreams. Saying them now, though a bit awkward, still... somehow felt beautiful.

Lei Keyi was eating while wrapping his arm around her waist and feeding her; it was hard to tell how he managed to multitask so effortlessly.

Ning Yuanlan nodded. Grandpa Ling had spent his entire life hoping to see his great-grandson. Now that Hengxi was already so big, and the old man still didn’t know that Hengxi was his own flesh and blood, it was time to take Hengxi to the hospital to visit him.

Everyone frowned in unison. To shed tears at such a joyous occasion showed a lack of perspective and poor breeding; it seemed they were not worth much after all.

Whether out of habit or sheer dominance, the old man ignored his reaction. With a mysterious air, he made a gesture for silence. Before Zhou Sui could even react, the old man placed a hand on his shoulder, lifted him into the air, and leaped soundlessly onto a nearby rooftop.

A warm sun hung in the sky. Because it was a mountain peak rarely visited, the snow here was deeper than on the roads below. On the flat ground, a snowman about a meter tall had been built.

Her sleep quality had been poor lately; she tossed and turned all night and couldn't get up in the morning.

Ning Yuanlan instinctively glanced at the car behind her. The driver was Gao Xueqing, and in the passenger seat sat Shen Ruoyou, her eyes red from crying.

"Mom and Dad, are you going to work?" Ling Mo asked as he held Ning Yuanlan’s hand and walked down the stairs.

Nina wore an expression that said, "Keep talking, and if I believe you, consider me possessed." She picked up a black blood pressure monitor from the table and held it toward Luodan like a microphone.

Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, Ji Tian reached out to peel the Pangu spiritual sources one by one from the corpses of the fallen powerhouses—including ten-star Martial Ancestor experts like Min Yishan, and even Lu Changsheng and Zhu Yuhou, who had stepped into the realm of Martial Emperors—and cast them into the world of rare materials.

"But one meal isn't enough; it has to be three," Zhao Qianru added with a cunning glint in her eyes.

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The two stayed from morning until nightfall before leaving. During that time, they first wept bitterly, then sat before the grave, recounting the past.

"Alright, it is time to leave now," Bai Feng thought to himself. He walked out of his residence without taking anything and headed straight for the exit of the City Lord’s mansion.

After entering the house, Nina sat directly on the carpet. She placed the takeout cheese rice on the table, and Natasha sat close beside her, conscientiously picking up another box to feed Vigne.

Gu Nian, responding off the cuff, stammered for a long time, rambling about this and that without ever coming up with a coherent plan.

But then she thought, perhaps she didn't figure it out herself, but was told by her friend, Song Chabai.

The first-generation Hulkbuster armor on the movie screen looked different from the second; this one was extremely crude, appearing at first glance to be nothing more than a rectangular block.

Over the next three days, Bai Feng wandered through various towns, frantically completing wish-fulfillment quests.

Seemingly struck by a thought, Yan Wubian muttered to himself and lowered his head in contemplation. When his gaze fell upon the lake of magma below, his heart stirred. With a flick of his sleeve, a fiery red figure appeared out of thin air beside him—it was Chopper, who had been staying in his spirit pet space.

Yan Wubian knew full well that with the powerful attacks of these two experts, if they had been in the City in the Sky, the space would not have merely cracked; it would have been shattered into dust. This showed that the spatial barrier of the Immortal Spirit World was far sturdier than that of the City in the Sky.

The punch of an Imperial-rank expert contained the vast power of heaven and earth, as if all the laws of the surrounding space had been mobilized. With an imposing momentum, he sought to test the power of this formation.

Behind them, the thirty thousand Cao soldiers, seemingly convinced that Gao Yun was dead, felt their anger, suppressed by the Tiger Might Army, erupt. They roared and charged forward, following Xiahou Dun. As the troops advanced, those dark shadows in the distance gradually became clear.

"It might be the work of rats. I once saw a few rats in shallow water, tearing and biting at some fish until they were chewed to death," Xu Lu suggested on a whim.

"This is their internal affair; it’s not appropriate for us to intervene!" Dong Lei said with slight surprise. Although he had heard of such things before, no matter what, it was their own internal business, and it would be improper for the Iron-Blooded Army to interfere.

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Jiang Sinan sensed two vast forces of law: one permeating with the profound wind of cyan, and the other emanating the profound mysteries of purple formation arts. Jiang Sinan understood immediately, and a look of surprise and joy appeared in his eyes.

Liu Bei was determined to succeed this time. He raised an army of 150,000 from Sichuan and advanced along two routes. He sent Zhang Ren to lead one force to take Nanzheng, while he led the main army to take Dingjun.

Although the other party didn't charge, Lin Feng didn't want to owe him a favor. When getting out of the car, he tossed a handbag to Lin Shenhe. Inside were four cartons of cigarettes and three bottles of "fake" Maotai. The Maotai was, naturally, faked by Lin Feng using his abilities.

"Alright, we are comrades and roommates; there’s no problem. I trust Yuyan’s character," the person mentioned earlier said.

The two sat on the back of a Jedi Eagle, flying straight toward Gongga Prefecture.

"Don't worry, I don't have the guts for that!" Ximen Jinlian said, already walking to the glass jar containing the severed head. She reached out to touch it, wanting to see if there was any difference between a human body and that of other animals.

A warm current flowed through Jun Qiluo's heart, and she happily went to the dining table to eat with Feng Qianque.

She opened one eye slightly, revealing a sliver of light. She looked down, only to find that the hand she had used to form seals was gone. She immediately opened the other eye, confirming the fact that her hand had vanished.

"Don't listen to her; she’s addicted to being a matchmaker day in and day out and only knows how to meddle," Zhao Yuantong’s voice suddenly rang out at the critical moment, saving the situation.