Chapter 47

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"Take it easy, gentlemen. Let's sit down and chat over a drink," Cai Zhixiong waved his hand, gesturing for Liu De and Bai Feng to take a seat.
The old fox was far from stupid; as he spoke, he cleverly dragged the hundred or so doctors present into the conversation with him.
"Should we look around a bit more? The Jiuling Pagoda might just be somewhere in this Haze Forest," Chu Yun looked at Cai Zhixiong and said.
"If I can knock you flat on your back, how about you acknowledge me as your boss?" Wuyu didn't get angry at all, offering another faint smile as he simply gazed at him.
Seeing Cai Zhixiong suddenly step in front of her with his arms spread wide, Princess Lingxuan was momentarily stunned, then looked at him with puzzlement and asked.
"Now you can be considered somewhat successful, yet you are drifting further and further away from this home of ours. No wonder your mother misses you so much and spoke to you so harshly. Try to understand her perspective."
"Damn you, Ling, I'm going to take your life!" One of them took the lead, brandishing a blade and lunging straight at Ling Zhidong.
With a single blow, he shattered the inescapable net jointly set up by several seventh-grade spiritual array masters of the Cloud Thunder Sect, while simultaneously injuring over a thousand of the sect's powerhouses. Such overwhelming might instantly struck awe into every expert present.
Upon returning to his office, Huang Donglai sat down on the sofa, leaned his head against the backrest, and slowly closed his eyes to rest and collect his thoughts.
If that was the case, and she was such a scourge, why did he keep insisting on keeping her by his side time and time again?
Perhaps the only difference was that Sadako actively sought out victims to kill, whereas Kayako only claimed the lives of those who dared to step into her haunted house.
As the game began, the first hurdle they faced unexpectedly turned out to be Musu... though they weren't particularly surprised.
It was also due to Lu Dai and the others' carelessness; while military battle formations could block spells formed from the vital energy of heaven and earth, they could not stop the miasma and toxins mixed within those spells.
Gan Ning stepped out of the cabin and stood on the deck, only to see a patch of dark, ominous flames drifting along the surface of the river.
In a martial arts world, however, bows and arrows were naturally useless. To the crowd below, they were nothing more than a drizzle; Xin Jiuniang casually erected a protective barrier and blocked every single one of them.
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Falling from a height of some ten meters took only a single second. The moment Bond's foot slipped, he instantly triggered the mechanism in his sleeve.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Accompanied by Pei Yan's roar, the members of the Great River Guild hastily unleashed a volley of arrows. The dense rain of arrows resembled a shroud of dark clouds, instantly enveloping Gao Cheng and Dou Wei.
With this thought in mind, Ling Aotian moved his feet, charging straight toward a monster that was closing in on him, his broken sword thrusting forward in a flash.
After hanging up the phone, Li Fan originally intended to call Uncle Qian, but after a second thought, since he was heading back tomorrow anyway, he decided it would be better to talk in person.
Seeing the resentment dissipate from Lin Kaifeng's body, I knew his knot of grief had finally untied. I let out a sigh of relief as well—be it human or ghost, one must never trap themselves in a dead end.
Deep in the quiet of the night, an angry roar of a poisonous beast echoed from the room, sounding like the bark of a male hound, accompanied closely by the tearing sound of ripping garments.
When Liu Debiao led his men in pursuit of Yao Fengxian, he had secretly resented how aloof and elitist the major sects like Shaolin and Wudang were for refusing to help him. Yet now, he was immensely grateful that those major sects remained aloof and looked down on others, otherwise he and Liu Yuanzhou wouldn't have been able to hide with such ease.
"Let's make it this weekend then. I might be a bit busy on weekdays." With Grandfather Xu's treatments scheduled for this month, she would likely be coming home quite late most evenings.
Among them were nine living people and nine evil spirits. The side of the living already had six, while the side of the evil spirits had seven.
An alliance between the Feng and Jiang families was a good thing, but if her older brother truly disliked it, the family would never force him to accept it.
Lu Rui felt that if she didn't get a clear answer, there would forever be an obstacle lodged in her heart.
"She ran into some trouble. As a friend, I'm just helping her out," Li Fan lowered his voice and whispered into Lu Rui's ear.
Gu Qingnian was dead certain of what Qi Feiyan's so-called homemade drink was, and why she had brought up the subject of drinks—she simply wanted to warn her and exact complete revenge.
His behavior made it clear that he did not want Zhang Qiubai to be disturbed, so he was sending the heir to meet with them instead.
Having given these instructions to Elder Yang, Ji Wuying ducked back into his carriage, completely absorbed in whatever he was doing inside.
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In the blink of an eye, another five days passed, and the sixty-odd people in the estate were basically back on their feet. Only a few, who had suffered near-fatal injuries like Ling De, were still recuperating, though they were already out of danger—after all, they were just a small minority.
Returning to the banquet table at the front, Shen Yanjun realized at that moment that Changjing still hadn't come over, and an involuntary sense of loss welled up in her heart.
Content: Roy does not believe what I told him, and he plans to come aboard the Ziyang himself tomorrow. I truly feel like a failure.
At that very moment, Lin Maoyang stepped out of the tent dressed in full military attire, looking refreshed and full of spirit once again.
Ling Xing looked at Ling Chen and smiled meaningfully, a smile that made Ling Chen feel exceedingly awkward and nervous.
Actually, she hadn't originally intended to kill Xia Xixi; she only wanted to frighten her and secretly record a video to show Xia Tianyue, which would count as venting her anger. But before she could even start, she was interrupted by Si Shaojue.
"Who is that man?" Chayan didn't blame the thin man; instead, he first asked who the person he had clashed with was, showing that Chayan was fiercely protective of his own subordinates.
The next day, after busy hours of work, Xia Xixi finally cleared out the backlog accumulated over the previous period. Remembering her promise to Huanhuan and Hanhan to take them to the mall, she packed her things as soon as work ended and prepared to leave.
Combined with the explanation given by Immortal Baihong, the people had no grounds for objection. However, when the time truly came to return, everyone sighed—not because they couldn't go home for a short while, but because the feeling of having one's life controlled by someone else was utterly wretched.
He wasn't worried that the newly arrived cultivators would harbor any misunderstandings—at worst, he could just take off the "Faceless Armor," and who would be able to recognize who he was?
He even wondered if the love suddenly welling up in his heart was simply the power of witchcraft. At that thought, he let out a dry laugh; according to legends, could witchcraft turn a person into a frog?
Perhaps to display the boss's trust, Wang Pete and his men were allowed to enter the restaurant carrying short-barreled firearms and wearing protective gear. As for heavy weapons, high firepower, and the Sirius unit, they had to be left behind in the storage room.
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