Chapter 49 "Babawofasi"

Mu Xuefu paused, casting a puzzled glance at Jing Rong. Since this was a new residence, what did he mean by bringing her here?

Oddly enough, Zhong Kui, who stood closest to those four large characters, did not feel any overwhelming force. Staring blankly at the inscriptions, he fell into deep thought.

Meanwhile, Lin Tian was resting briefly inside a high-rise living room. He had already dispatched two ordinary rat-like monsters, and from this high-rise balcony, he could clearly see the mist-shrouded Vermilion Bird Lake ahead. There was no need to rush; once the cooldown of the Water-Averting Bead ended, it would be time for Lin Tian to make his move.

"Captain, we are about to reach the rendezvous point with Jerry. Are we really going to... to do this to a brother who once lived and died with us?" The white mercenary asked, making a hesitant throat-slitting gesture.

Just as Xia Liu was engaged in a frenzied slaughter, a shrill and piercing cry suddenly echoed from the righteous faction's territory, tinged with a hint of terror.

Within the tripartite Tianjie Expeditionary Army, the Dark Demons ranked second in number, second only to the Ninja Legion, while the Puppet Army ranked third. In my eyes, they were merely cannon fodder and did not count as true strength; the true core was Tianjie, which had the fewest members.

"You still know how to conduct yourself. The Imperial Consort's pregnancy is the top priority of our estate; none of you are permitted to cause trouble. If you disturb the Consort, do not blame this prince for being discourteous." Jing Rong glanced at her, then swept his gaze across everyone present, speaking in an unquestionable tone.

"Hmph, consider yourself lucky." Xia Liu glanced sidelong at the Saint of Swift Thunder, who had already fled into the far distance.

That evening, they gazed at the horizon for a very, very long time, saying no more words, just quietly watching the sun sink slowly out of sight.

Seeing their expressions, Zhang Yiming felt a massive headache coming on. No matter what situation he encountered, he could always face it with composure, but the ongoing war between Tan Xiaoya and Qin Wanyu was impossible; siding with either one brought trouble.

The man in coarse linen clothes shook his old head and said, "You think I wanted to look at you? Just as I finished moving some cargo, I wanted to buy some food. Before I even stepped into that old restaurant, guess what I saw?" At this point, terror surfaced on his face, and his voice carried a palpable dread.

Thus, Blind Chen and the others first led the disciples of the Demonic Sect to flee Tianmen Mountain, while the original disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Sect on the mountain dared not linger either, immediately scattering in all directions.

Sanjian also walked up to the roulette wheel, placed the red crystal he was holding onto it, and watched as the roulette began to spin.

Chen Hui also found it very strange. Logically speaking, shouldn't AC Milan, possessing the numerical advantage, be suppressing Inter Milan? How had the situation reversed? In Chen Hui's impression, such occurrences were not entirely unprecedented, but upon careful thought, how often did they actually happen?

"Stop talking nonsense. I have never had such intentions. Even if I did and agreed to it, why don't you ask them—do they agree?" Ye Fan asked calmly.

Xiao Zhu and the masters of the other three sects simultaneously channeled their primordial energy, lifting the seal jointly established by the four sects.

Tang Xiao was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Father." Her delight was written all over her face. Seeing Ye Suiyun across from her giving her a mischievous wink, Tang Xiao wrinkled her nose at him and scampered out.

Mo Xiaoxia's pale face tightened in the wake of the successive gunshots. Although she sensed that LuoHebin was extraordinary and vaguely suspected he could resolve the crisis at hand, as a police officer, she absolutely refused to let any suspect slip away.

"I trust you, but if I ever find out you've betrayed us, don't blame me for disregarding our fraternal bonds and taking action against you and your comrades!" Sanjian said coldly.

Only today, Nankai was substituted, and Hua Zisheng played a cunning trick. He had no contact with Xie Anfeng and the others; instead, as he brushed past Ling Xun, he slipped a piece of paper into his hand.

"Old Yu, I think I should get you a tattoo, otherwise I'm afraid you'll lose yourself," Fang Hong remarked.

The Emperor also fought this battle with the absolute resolve to win, for the lingering obsession of two generations of monarchs had always been the Wei family.

Nor could one hear any sound; women of high-reputation families like Xie Zhaozhao and Zhang Yanyan would never chatter endlessly.

Deep within a cave in a valley near the edge of the Crimson Moon Mountain Range, Lu Zheng exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, opened his eyes, and revealed a helpless expression.

With a clear objective, action became easier. No matter which corner of the Huo family estate it was hidden in, she was determined to find that badge.

This piece of news was critically important to them, as it allowed them to fabricate various rumors to foster the narrative necessary to achieve their goals.

Only silent corpses fell from the sky like rain, crashing down upon other piles of bones with dull thuds.

Just as she raised her hand to slap her, Bai Qing delivered a casual kick, instantly sending her crashing to her knees with a sharp shriek.

Madame Xi nearly died of pure rage upon witnessing this spectacle; wasn't this treating her like an absolute fool?

Sha Liu suddenly pointed ahead, and everyone saw dozens of figures flying into the cosmic space on the left.

After checking the water and electricity once more, Fu Zhengzheng locked the door and walked downstairs with Sun Dongze.

Wang能 felt like a bad guy who was teaching a good kid how to do something wrong. He thought to himself, I'm even willing to give up a fiercely ambitious top scorer of the college entrance examination, so what harm is there in you skipping a single day of classes?

A peculiar undulation slowly drifted across Qin Dan's mind, followed by a wisp of black Qi that quietly emerged from the depths of his soul. It churned and gathered together, faintly taking the shape of a shadow, and hovered silently in the deep recesses of Qin Dan's consciousness.