Chapter 50

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Holding the three coins in his palm, Qi Zhaoyan felt a complex mixture of emotions. He could not figure out how things had suddenly evolved to this point; he clearly had not said anything overly harsh, so why was she so furious as to curse his manhood?

Rain washed away the traces of blood, and Qin Long kicked the man's corpse into the bushes before turning back to re-enter Li Muli's house.

With so many people coming in, they were bound to clash with the Qin family. It seemed the Qin family disciples were about to suffer a loss.

The live streaming room was flooded with comments calling him husband, and Ling Bingbing's in-ear monitor was filled with the frantic screams of the floor director.

In his early years, he was notoriously ruthless and vicious. Anyone who provoked him would face instant death, and having murdered his own master with his own hands, he was mockingly dubbed the "Blood-Drinking Demonic Sovereign" by the world.

However, before truly ascending the throne and in order to project an image of righteousness, He Pan did not allow his subordinates to change his title, continuing to style himself as the Grand General.

The man's mask also appeared to be made of gold, topped with two furry pink ears, and adorned with gems hanging from the earlobes.

In popular parlance, this was called mutual communication, but whether there were any unknown secrets hidden beneath this mutual communication was not something anyone could easily comment on.

An inconspicuous yellow-and-white talisman was pasted at the corner, and Lan Annuo stood quietly in the distance, listening to it all.

"What if a single cauldron yields five pills, or even more? How should they be distributed?" Lü Tianming continued to inquire, as certain matters needed to be agreed upon in advance.

He seemed to understand why Hua Tian had asked him to bring these newly inducted disciples along this time.

If they waited a little longer, would the ghosts grow strong enough to no longer fear the suppression from the other world?

Speaking of which, Joyna was about the same age as Xiahou Xiaoye, but her pale complexion made her look older by a decade. Coupled with her black cloak, she truly looked like a sorceress.

Even so, the similarities between the two were far too numerous, so Mu Yu recognized them almost at a glance.

Yun Yan cast a reproachful look at Liu Xu and wiped the corner of Gao Yang's mouth. Gao Yang fidgeted awkwardly for a long time before swallowing hard.

At the break of dawn the next day, Abaz personally led a large army toward the checkpoint. However, the moment he arrived, he received reports from scouts that those people of the Yong State had withdrawn from this defense line the previous night and had already fallen back to the entrance of the canyon, awaiting the final battle with their army.

Hearing Xu You's words, Liu Ye glared fiercely at Xu You, but Xu You remained completely unfazed.

However, with the Azure-Fierce Apes in hot pursuit, they could only temporarily suppress their doubts and deal with this massive beast behind them first.

Seeing this scene, Lin Musen could not help but smile wryly. He wondered if, when he got married in the future and his wife became pregnant, he would act just like Pan Wei.

Ren Yan naturally reacted defensively by reflex. Fortunately, the ice arrow was not meant to cause injury; it brushed past his temple by a hair's breadth and embedded itself in the dome of the arena, triggering a lingering hum of echoes.

They all knew very well that Master Sun was by no means a soft-hearted person; otherwise, his turn would never have come to be the boss of the Qian Sect.

For geniuses like Leng Qiuling and Zhuo Han, it would only take them around a hundred years to digest all these Heavenly Daos.

Even in this world, where strength rather than age spoke volumes, this point of Jiang Chen's remained entirely unchanged.

This was what Gu Kai had always wanted to know. Ever since he returned from abroad this trip, he wanted to find out whether the relationship between Bai Yiyi and Wen Jin was purely that of superiors and subordinates.

If the Xuanwu were deployed to fight in the world of Mega Man, it could likely crush several of Mega Man's combined fortresses with ease.

I waited a few minutes after the teacher left before slowly following. After walking downstairs for about two minutes, my body suddenly spun around.

No one answered. Everyone's mood grew somewhat gloomy due to the incident involving Tan Xue and Kang Qi's weeping.

Mo Xiusheng's deep and magnetic voice came clearly through the radio waves, striking like a heavy hammer against Wen Ran's newly recovered heartbeat, instantly throwing her pulse into disorder.

Then, Jiang Chen opened the center of his brows and, with a thought, retrieved the blood-colored crystal coffin.

"Did we make it in time?" the bureaucrat muttered. Before him lay a chaotic battlefield, but he knew the ultimate decisive battle was taking place elsewhere.

Hearing these words, he was jolted awake as the word "escape" flashed into his mind. He immediately ordered the guard Muren to be brought in.

"Of course, of course, it seems you don't remember me." The shopkeeper rested his chin on his hand. Since there were very few customers, he sat opposite Zhang Ye.

Mu Sen began to cultivate. Closing his eyes, he felt as though he were floating in mid-air, every pore and every cell in his entire body humming with blissful delight.

After completing his training in the Crimson Dragon Palace, Cang Jiuling refined all the jade rings carved by Lingyu without a single one cracking. The high-quality ones were distributed one to each member of the Cangbear Tribe, while the lower-quality ones, along with those from his earlier practice, were sold by Ling Gu in the trading hall.

He possessed the Void Dragon Pagoda and later practiced the [Heaven-Opening Art], meaning he could condense any type of primordial energy with extreme ease. Yin-yang breath, spiritual energy, clear breath, and chaotic primordial breath were all the same to him.

The opponent did not reply, but slowly turned around. The black dragon-shaped mask from earlier had been replaced by a white snake-shaped mask. She looked at San Bo with an eerie gaze, making San Bo's back feel somewhat chilled; that gloomy, sinister snake-shaped mask was deeply unsettling.