Chapter 50: Little White in Trouble

Ning Yun was startled, turning around to see Little White rolling on the ground, looking as if it were in great pain.
From its mouth came no longer the familiar yip, but a piercing, miserable cry.
"Little White!"
Ning Yun rushed forward, wanting to pick it up, but the moment he touched Little White, the intense cold made him instantly recoil his hand.
"Hiss, so cold!"
How could it be this cold?
Little White, which had been crying out just a moment ago, was now shivering violently.
Ning Yun could no longer care—

The man in black was utterly shaken to his core, and at that very moment, the rolling thunder waves of the Heavenly Dao's judgment had already crashed right before his eyes.

As for the few police officers nearby, their faces carried a trace of disappointment. This hypnosis master was extremely famous internationally, yet even she was powerless. Did that not mean these people were truly beyond saving?

"...That was as good as saying nothing." Qin Xuan shook her head. She watched as Murong Xuan closed her eyes, waiting until a little while later when Murong Xuan's breathing began to grow even and steady.

Bastard, bastard, bastard! Yu Chuchu cursed Shen Muheng fiercely in her heart several times, and after cursing, she felt just a tiny bit better inside.

Yu Chuchu was caught off guard. Her first reaction was that Shen Muheng must have been injured and needed to hold her for comfort? But how on earth had he found this place?

The eldest sister had feelings for Jiang Muheng, but just how deep those feelings went, Chu Rong was not quite clear. With Tong Tong serving as a bridge, coupled with Jiang Muheng's persistent and wearing-down tactics, it would have been difficult for the eldest sister not to surrender.

Lin Weiwei's words left Luo Chiheng astonished. Lin Weiwei, who had always maintained a low profile on ordinary days, would actually show such tenacity in a matter like this. Yet, she was sufficiently outstanding and possessed the capital for it; besides, even if he had not come tonight, the top prize would undoubtedly have been hers.

Mo Nger walked in wearing a black western-style suit, a pair of oversized black sunglasses masking most of her face, carrying a handbag, and clicking along in her high heels.

"That's good then." Qin Xuan rubbed her palms together, rummaging through the items she had brought along until she found an old piece of clothing to hand to Li Tu. "What you wore before doesn't fit anymore, so I found an old one. Try this on." The garment Qin Xuan dug out was one that the Lou brothers had worn previously.

"Why are you here? Who brought me to this place?" Luo Chiheng asked coldly.

Their physical bodies were stronger than those of ordinary ancient martial artists, their spiritual essence was more tyrannical than the true qi of martial artists, and they possessed methods unimaginable to ordinary martial artists. Consequently, ancient martial artists simply had no way to fight against cultivators.

With a flick of Wang Baier's delicate hand, the water inside the restaurant's water dispenser burst forth, transforming into a barrage of sharp arrows that shrieked as they shot outward.

Looking now at Zu Yao, this was his very first time facing a Great Jaggi. The Great Jaggi stood two and a half meters tall at the head, and because of its long neck and tail, it measured eight meters from head to tail. Belonging to the bird wyvern species, it possessed a brightly colored crest, along with superior strength and speed. It was a massive alpha wyvern leading a pack of Jaggis.

The team members offered all sorts of wry smiles. Ever since Qin Hao returned, he did not do any actual work, simply throwing out the line, "The finals are too hard to wait for, let's play cards first."

"I'm going to beat you to a pulp. Just watch, Okazaki Minako, watch how the man you adore ends up flattened on the canvas." Junichiro Matsuda cast a sideways glance at Okazaki Minako seated in the audience.

When Zhu Yuanguo saw this news, he slammed his hand heavily onto the desk in anger. Yet what good was that? It was of no use whatsoever. Just as he was losing all faith in Chinese sanda, he caught sight of the news of Wang Wei's comeback in the Fighting Weekly.

However, just as they assumed Chu Feng was about to suffer and were preparing to cheer for the young man, that fellow was already lying flat on the ground?

Zu Yao listened while putting the gear on, increasingly feeling that this was indeed the case. The very first time he touched the defensive equipment, he could sense its extraordinary nature.

This was the first time in the true sense of the word that "someone" had been able to provide him with long-term, correct guidance along the path of the Dao of Laws.