Chapter 41: Who Is Muttering?

"Lu Mian pays his respects to the General." Upon entering the main hall, Lu Mian followed the etiquette of an envoy and bowed deeply to Yuan Feng.

Chen Yi accepted it expressionlessly, bowed courteously to Princess Honghua, Murong Nuohebo, as well as the sisters Murong Qing and Murong Ping, and accompanied them out of the Xianju Hall.

Within the starry battlefield, upon a very ordinary and dim dead star, eerie blood-red radiance flickered, and Su Hong's figure emerged accordingly.

Sun Ce stepped through the ankle-deep accumulated water and walked into the large tent, only to find that Jiangdong generals such as Zhou Yu, Cheng Pu, Han Dang, Zhou Tai, Jiang Qin, Pan Zhang, Chen Wu, and Dong Xi had already gathered.

"I can tell now that brother Su Hong is completely fine, but pitifully the two of us will probably need to rest and recuperate for a day or two to recover our vitality," Li Dalei said gloomily, limping towards his bedroom.

"Get out of the way!!!" A violent aura erupted from Long Yuqing's entire body. The huge pipe organ behind her vibrated frantically, playing a deafening doomsday melody. At the same time, the microphones that rose up magnified Long Yuqing's voice several times over, generating sound waves carrying her furious emotions with even greater destructive power.

From the exterior, this place appeared to be an ordinary ruin, filled with broken walls and dilapidated debris. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the walls, scattering onto the ground of the first floor of the shopping mall, where a layer of green plants struggled to grow.

One hundred and one saber techniques, numbering over five hundred stances, were ultimately fused by Ye Chen into three saber techniques—Earth-grade low-tier saber techniques.

Among the four companions, Qin Xianyu guessed that one was most likely the old man from the Xuanting Sect, though he could not guess the identities of the other three.

Not only that, but he also seized the opportunity to pull a wave of large wild monsters, luring a group of treant soldiers from his own side over. Very cleverly, he utilized that wave of large wild monsters to consume and eliminate his own group of treant soldiers. Consequently, the opposing Spectre could only stare blankly, gaining neither hero experience nor any last hits.

The masked man did not speak, and probably could not speak either as his mouth kept bleeding. It looked somewhat cruel, yet the masked man seemed extremely defiant, stubbornly remaining silent without moving his hands or removing his hood, simply lying face down on the ground playing dead.

Sure enough, the mist did not continue to encircle the car, but instead enveloped Qin Shaojie and Dou Ruomei.

"If we die, we die. Anyway, we can still kill some fierce wolves—let's kill as many as we can. Even if we die, we have to tear a chunk of flesh off them," Tang Cheng said, having cast aside his worries at this moment. Raising his sword, he hacked down a frenzied fierce wolf right before him.

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"An otherworldly illusion array talisman or blood-to-escape technique?" The black-robed cultivator a few miles away once again swept out his divine sense. Suddenly losing the aura of his Pill-Forming stage opponent, the black-robed cultivator changed color drastically and cried out in a low voice.

How close—she had almost blurted out "pretty little bride," a nickname she had arbitrarily given him. Fortunately, her reaction was timely enough to hold it back, otherwise she would have had to waste more breath explaining.

"No, move aside! Dammit, I'm going to blow his head off today!" Sun Quan's anger had still not subsided, and his emotions were extremely agitated.

Before Madam Baihe could finish, she was interrupted by Wu Xuanming's question. His main purpose in coming here was not merely for the championship title, but also to understand what high-ranking officials of the vertical alliance at the Madam's level were actually doing.

Lvsheng saw that Brother Ye was actually speaking up for him, so he gratefully nodded hard at Brother Ye twice to show his appreciation.

Tang Cheng's Oracle Sword flashed with lightning. Haha, this was the prelude to Tang Cheng activating yet selecting the Wind-Thunder Sword—a move he hadn't fully unleashed yet. Previously, Tang Cheng worried this would expose his intentions during PK, but now it was clearly a massive advantage.

Yao Dongzi looked up at his master, seeing an expectation and intense yearning shining within his master's eyes. His throat moved, and though he wanted to say something, the words ultimately remained unsaid.

The Tongtian Seastirring Pearl shot out a thick beam of primordial light, and a crisp shattering sound echoed through heaven and earth as the barriers of the various realms fractured like glass.

Yet at this moment, he was not afraid. Tomorrow would be Li Chaozong's turn, and Li Chaozong would certainly bring him food. To take a step back, even if Li Chaozong were to starve him as well, he was unafraid, because neither Li Chaozong nor Tianmingzi would ever truly let him starve to death.

First came spotting the prey. In this Far Eastern region, the primary diet of the Amur tiger consisted of various large beasts, foremost among which were wild boars! Wild boars weighing over two hundred kilograms were not uncommon in these dense forests, but to truly subdue and hunt them down in single combat—counting the creatures across the entire globe on one's fingers—not a single one could accomplish it.

Yet why was Tu Ying so certain that he was still alive, and... seemingly searching for him? Lin Yong remembered her mission was to investigate the latest achievements in S-class gene research in the United States, so why had she suddenly begun tracking down some bank robber?

Chapter 95: Picking a Quarrel. At this moment, the campus of Lasolun Magic Combat High School was permeated with a rich, irresistible aroma of meat that practically everyone in the school could smell.

Since Lü Pingchuan had given a heads-up beforehand, the two of them did not take the sister-in-law's slight to heart.

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Merely within a few minutes, Lin Feng had set up the array formation, and before leaving, he did not forget to deliver a follow-up strike, single-handedly slaying one Battle King and five Battle Generals.

"Spider Emperor, calm your temper and don't be so irritable. Since you wish to see me, this old woman shall show herself." That aged voice rang out once again.

Before Ah Hua had even dashed out for two breaths of time, a whimpering sound was heard. Lin Feng could tell that the sound was somewhat fatigued, and clearly did not belong to Ah Hua.

To say nothing else, the nutrient solution she was on infusion drips alone provided her with an immense amount of sustenance, something she could never enjoy if she were recovering at home.

Wu Naihua had to muster all his mental focus to deal with Mingzhu. Fortunately, at present, Nalan Mingzhu and Songgotu had yet to cross paths, nor could there be any talk of conflict between the two.

Especially Songgotu, who was currently at the peak of his vigor, ranked as one of the Six Hall Academicians, with everyone he met addressing him respectfully as Lord Song.

"This thumb ring truly is a hot potato!" Walking a distance away, I said with a sense of lingering loss.

Yet there I could only slowly pray for that green snake to crawl out quickly. However, the green snake seemed to recognize that the situation outside was rather unusual, and instead found a relatively warm spot to curl up and rest.

Zhu Jiugong was so terrified that he knelt on the ground. Even with his head bloodied, he continuously kowtowed, producing loud, thudding impacts.

His Majesty was well aware of Yuan Shu's vast mercenary forces and immense authority, which was why he granted him the official title and enfeoffment of Left General and Marquis of Yangzhai.

Was he asking for my opinion here? He simply parked the car right at the entrance of my mother's restaurant—wasn't this practically forcing me to go upstairs?

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