Chapter 48

What else could Zhong Lingyu say? He had already seen through life and death; what was he still clinging to?
Her face flushed crimson from the kiss, Zhao Jing could only gaze longingly at the man she deeply loved, entirely at a loss for words.

Entering the second layer, the monsters here left one's head spinning. A massive horde of creatures stood majestically there, as if they hadn't seen us at all. Some held sabers, some held swords, and others carried bows.

My health was instantly drained to zero. I bit my lip and drank a potion of health, then cast Extreme Heavenly Light. My health recovered immediately, but my mana bottle had already bottomed out. I had only bought a few mana potions last time, and now they were completely exhausted.

"Master Li, please fetch some scrap materials," Gao Chong said. The masters all paused to listen, and upon hearing that Gao Chong wanted scraps, they promptly brought them over. Taking a piece of material, he ground it against a hand-held bench grinder, sending up dark red sparks.

Secretly thrilled, the effect of the Sword Control Technique vanished. Originally, the Sword Control Technique would disappear after a single attack, but once its proficiency reached maximum, it upgraded to level two, allowing for two consecutive attacks.

Xie Zhenying felt somewhat bewildered. For over a decade, her father had never made demands of her. Judging by that tone, he didn't sound like an elderly man who had been dispirited for years, but rather like a general galloping across the battlefield. Daring not to delay, she hurried back from Double Dragon Village.

Just as he was about to reach the mouth of the alley, an elongated Lincoln came into Pei Donglai's view. Nalan Changsheng, accompanied by Nalan Wukai and Ah Jiu, stood beside the car, seemingly waiting for something.

Putting all these matters together, it was enough for Zhou Wan to seek revenge. However, when Luo Ping heard Zhou Wan's subsequent words, he was instead taken aback.

The red ant let out a roar and extended its powerful front legs to meet the fist that was continually growing larger in its vision.

The moment those soft, fragrant lips pressed against Lu Xiaohang's, he felt as though his entire body had been immobilized by an acupuncture seal. The sensation was wonderfully surreal, like a seal that had been locked away for years finally being undone.

Just a moment ago, Ranke had brought Lin Wei and the talented young people selected over these past few days to the combat camp of the Jiawexi Kingdom's ultimate trump card force—the Blood-Eaters Troop.

"No, no, President Lu, I'll write it, I'll write it." Jing Yina completely lost any other choice. She wrote down the entire matter of her being a commercial spy on paper, signed it, and pressed her fingerprint upon it.

The three fourth-rank Great Wizard Priests could no longer perceive their own laws. Under the interference of Lin Wei's Law of Chaos, before even engaging in battle, the three of them had already lost their qualifications to contend.

It was daytime now, so the situation was naturally different; constrained by the terrain, concealment was difficult. If it were nighttime, the cover of darkness might make things a bit better.

Moreover, having spent over a decade making his way in China, he had learned the ropes and was not someone those fellows could compare to. Once they left him, they would be completely in the dark, unable to accomplish a thing.

Thanks to the common room having far fewer people than usual, Galaxy was able to avoid being disturbed by unruly children.

Seeming thoroughly satisfied with the choice of gift, Yuihama gazed at Hikigaya's present with a serene expression.

Knowing that holy water would inflict damage upon demons, Demos still had George touch it. One had to admit that this dark-skinned fellow was truly wicked enough.

"When I finish writing these things, can I leave?" Looking at the test-paper-like document Chen Hao had placed before him, the rice noodle shop owner asked.

"Hmph! It's your fault, you idiot, running around wildly the moment I looked away." Blaming him with lingering anger, Baoyu finally explained the situation to Mofei.

That may have been what he said, but Jin Shifan had no intention of exacting revenge on Li Chong right away. This was not because Jin Shifan was cowed by Li Chong—granted, Jin Shifan was exceptionally shocked by Li Chong's strength, but that did not mean he would simply submit; the Jin family could not afford to lose face like that.

Yuan Hong sensed that this was a peerless adversary of the present age, terrifying to a frightening degree. There was a gap of five heavenly layers between their realms; if they were truly to fight, Yuan Hong had no absolute certainty of victory, especially since this was no ordinary proud prodigy.

At that moment, the light within his body was exceptionally bright, nearly overflowing his skin, illuminating the surroundings and connecting with the primordial aura at the center of the divine island. Yuan Hong even felt that if he wished, he could easily walk right into it.

Immediately afterward, Ouyang Yunyao felt a powerful sword Qi awaken deep within his body.

Li Dingding let out a secret sigh, cursed the old shameless vixen, and then darted into the room like a gust of wind to brew tea.

The rank of a mercenary bandit group is generally determined by the highest-level powerhouse within its ranks. As for numbers, since bandit groups below the large-scale tier do not form threatening military forces, they can basically be discounted.

"Are your words truly reliable?" Although he felt it was impolite to doubt the other party in this manner, the matter was of great importance, and Yang Zheng could not help asking once more.

A clan warrior voiced this, leaving people astonished and feeling it was unreal. Thinking of Ji Peng's fierce reputation, for someone to still dare provoke him and even give him a beating sounded entirely like a rumor.

At this moment, the controllers behind many factions began eagerly seeking to acquire all information regarding Ouyang Yunyao's identity.

As they spoke, more than ten paper-cut Seven Emotions Puppet soldiers arrived before Di Chongchao, dropping the corpses they were carrying. Seventeen corpses, not a single one had escaped.

Upon seeing Xiaofeng, Gao Jing exchanged pleasantries about everyday matters, specifically expressing his appreciation for the major role they played in the battle to defend their homeland. On behalf of the Jimo County government and all its people, he expressed his gratitude. His attitude was exceedingly cordial, fully demonstrating his support for the National Salvation Army as a local magistrate.

Tan Yazhi thought Xie Dajun would try to make her stay. After decades of marriage as husband and wife, affection still existed between them. In the past, Xie Dajun had indeed treated her very well; otherwise, she would not have chosen him over He Shijun.

An hour later, the boundless void monarch Park Ji-hoon could finally see his enemies standing quietly in a circle once more. He burst into wild laughter and ordered all believers to charge.

For a spirit god to receive the highest reward, most of the surrounding attendants secretly gloated in their hearts. One had to know that the majority of those who had previously suffered tragic deaths were destroyed by the highest reward, and Gu Jiuling, possessing merely a spirit god's cultivation, was undoubtedly doomed to die.

One must realize that a cat's sense of smell is slightly stronger than a dog's baseline, let alone a cat whose physical functions have been enhanced. If they encountered them again, they would find them with ease. It was just that a cat was now doing a dog's job within a team—one wondered what Haha would think if it had any intelligence.

"I like it—no, wait, that's not it. Mistress, I just want to follow you. Although I appreciate the magnificence and luxury of the imperial palace, I've never once thought about entering the inner court." Xiner looked anxiously at Liyue, explaining herself eagerly.