Volume 1, Chapter 48: Third Brother: Little Sister Has Connections Everywhere

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Soon after, Feng Yangguang returned to his office alone. Scarcely had he sat down when the telephone on his desk rang.

"Who is there? Show yourself." Lu Wuqi abruptly drew the treasured sword from his waist, holding the blade horizontally as he vigilantly scanned the interior of the military tent.

Ye Wuxiang waved his hand, putting away the Blood Abyss. At the same time, thunder crackled around him with a piercing shriek. Accompanied by a popping sound, Ye Wuxiang shot explosively toward Yun Wudi.

Jue Yuanyuan seemed to have thought of something. Formidable though that mark might be, in the hands of the Earl, it would probably be killed in an instant.

The others were amused upon hearing this. Leng Feng was right; they would find out just by trying. Anyway, their numbers were small, allowing them to advance and attack or retreat and defend as they pleased. Even if worst came to worst, they could at least be a nuisance to others.

The head of the nearest zombie flew backward. Since there were two zombies, Chu Yuan did not stop his attack.

The border between the Jambudvipa and West Apara-godaniya continents was truly distant. Why on earth had the Saint Son wandered to such a place? Nuo Yan said, "You might as well still call me Nuo Yan." She then roughly recounted how she had arrived. Lian Sheng and the others listened with utmost reverence and yearning, filled with deep respect.

Yu Sangning's hand abruptly came to a halt. He turned his head back, and the somewhat gloomy gaze in his eyes made Xue Nan take almost a half-step back.

Zhu Zhu wanted to scream and call for help, but the moment she opened her mouth, a foul stench rushed in. Unable to control herself, she vomited right on the spot.

Feng Yangguang saw not far away five individuals surrounded by students. Those five were showing off their spells to the classmates—in simple terms, acting arrogant and flashy.

"This old Daoist's secular name is Li Dan, and all in the world call me Lord Laozi." Lord Laozi flicked the horsetail whisk in his hand and stroked his beard as he spoke.

He had married Luo Zeshan in the first place to pull the Tang family into his alliance. Now look at it: not only was it all for naught, but he was also saddled with an extra burden, and a short-sighted one at the best of times.

Xing Yue glanced at Yue Xia, who was deep in thought, and then at the three high school students exchanging glances. She also sensed that each of them harbored secrets they could not bring themselves to reveal.

With a muffled sound, a breath of stale air rushed out of Hu Bao's throat, followed by a wisp of black Qi drifting up from the top of his head.

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Back then, Zhang Zhanhai had suffered from a prolonged, incurable illness in Black Blind Gulch until Wu Zhao appeared and exorcised the ghosts in the cave, whereupon he finally recovered. Therefore, Zhang Zhanhai had no doubts about the accounts given by Yue'er and Feng'er, and immediately joined the camp supporting Yue'er.

Just as Yin Qian had said, their clan of thieves were outlaws, while special agents were, when all was said and done, soldiers. Soldiers and thieves had been incompatible since ancient times, so it was best not to get too close.

Jiang Huai cast a sidelong glance at her, the sharp outer corners of his eyebrows lifting with an indescribable, captivating allure. Ye Zheng's heartbeat gradually accelerated, feeling his earlobes grow somewhat warm, and quickly turned his back.

The leader of the gray-robed men, seeing him leave, actually glanced back at Chen Cheng in the corner. That man discarded his previous romantic and dashing demeanor, wearing an eccentric smile on his face as he merely nodded slightly in acknowledgement.

Unexpectedly, the person opposite waved his sword and directed those three hundred-odd Daoist soldiers to charge out from the formation.

"You will not be punished!" The figure in the black robe clearly understood his intent, and another sentence drifted out.

As a Grand Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Shi Chunsheng had treated countless high-ranking officials and nobles throughout his life. His influence was something even Shen Wei could not afford to ignore.

Feng Wuying did not know why, either, but in front of Stone, she always felt very relaxed and experienced a sense of great familiarity.

At that moment, Stone suddenly felt a searing heat within his body, as if he were being roasted. Yet after the roasting sensation came waves of soothing comfort.

"Well... Dai Huadong, are you not going to watch the match? Everyone else has gone," Xu Yiyi asked.

Upon experiencing this scene, Chu Feng was frightened on the spot. Naturally, he knew that he had fallen into a spatial marsh.

If they were not taught a hard lesson this time, and if an example was not made of a chicken to scare the monkeys, any random cat or dog would dare to come and trouble Ye Tian in the future. That was certainly not what Ye Tian wanted to see.

Hearing this voice, the other generals all wore expressions of disgust. This person was an evil soul master. Although the Sun Moon Empire and the Holy Ghost Church were in a cooperative relationship, these generals despised those gloomy fellows who played with human souls.

Wang Youcai had brokered the matter concerning his grandfather. If Wang Youcai had not acted as a go-between, An Huaisheng could never have found Zhang Hongada, let alone captured him so smoothly, especially since Tiedan had already carried Zhang Hongada on his back and gone into hiding in the mountains.

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Ye Zhihuan's strength was originally the highest among the four elders of the Ye family. Now, having been controlled as a puppet by Sima Yun, his strength had advanced considerably further.

Wu Yang's expression changed. Clad in black armor and tightly wrapped, could it be the armored figure who had previously fought the phantom?

"The Elven Race? Li Xian is your younger sister?" Jiang Hua was greatly startled, a look of incredulity crossing his face. How could this be possible? He had spent three years with Li Xian. If Li Xian truly came from the Elven Race as Kaluo claimed, how could Jiang Hua's powers of observation have failed to notice any anomalies about her?

Although more than half of the force was neutralized by Shui Muxia's palm wind, it still sent Qian Tianyou rolling away to the side, his face immediately swelling and turning red.

After Zi Die finished speaking, Hualang no longer knew what else to ask. After hesitating for a long time, Hualang nodded and let her leave.

"Speak." When had Lian Cheng ever seen Chu Jun treat a matter with such solemnity? His expression grew serious as well.

It was just that this smile, in the eyes of Marquis Wei, was a ferocious grin—a dark smile concealed before taking their heads, waiting precisely for them to roll to the ground before bursting into wild laughter. Marquis Wei lowered his head even further, yet his hands were clenched so tightly that his fingernails dug deep into his own flesh.

The Gudu Development Zone was located in the western urban area of Gudu City, covering an area of 20 square kilometers. At present, it had already been officially designated as a National Economic Development Zone.

Ye Xinyu offered a soft smile, then glanced at the suffering Zhuo Yifan beside her. It seemed Zhuo Yingyan truly possessed the makings of a temptress.

Knowing in advance that even the Thunder Prison Bat Dragon was coming, Uncle Quan realized that Yang Wang had probably seen through the entire plan. Such a development was something he had not anticipated himself. Yang Wang gave him a mysterious feeling, making him hesitant to make a move lightly.

Passing through the traffic lights at several intersections, the Audi executed a graceful drift and parked steadily at the entrance of Tsinghua University. Chen Hao, sitting inside the vehicle, pulled out a cigarette, slowly lit it, took a deep puff, and exhaled clouds of smoke that drifted outward through the glass window.

The night passed without incident. Early the next morning, Hualang went to the county office to conduct an inspection. The corpse of Tong Yu had already decayed beyond recognition, but the maggots upon it had been washed away by the bailiffs the previous night. Although a stench of decay still lingered, the nauseating sensation was considerably reduced.

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