Volume 1, Chapter 65: You Killed Someone Again!

"Have any Foundation Establishment realm cultivators passed through your Yuan family territory recently?" Realizer Tengshe waved his hand, letting go of the matter, and abruptly changed the subject with a question.

The white fox did not reply. Within its ruby-like eyes, an indescribable chill seemed to faintly linger, causing anyone who brushed against it to feel a bone-deep frost and dare not meet its gaze directly.

Zhang Yuanhao had no time to alter his hand seals, and could only condense a towering molten volcano behind him. Carrying billowing flames, it charged forward as red radiance flared wildly all around him. Three diamond-shaped shields constructed from spiritual power hovered about his body, intercepting the moth-like swarming ghost shadows and letting them shatter themselves to pieces against the barriers.

As he spoke, Yue Mingqing drifted above the enormous corpse of the giant crocodile. He produced a specialized bone dagger used by White-sun for dissection, gazed down at the colossal carcass beneath his feet, and looked utterly eager and fiercely formidable, sharpening his metaphorical knives.

Xun Yu had fundamentally changed in essence. Previously, he merely held ideological resistance against Han Wei; but now, he was obstructing Han Wei in actual practice as well. No matter what Han Wei intended to do, as a subject, he actually stepped out to thwart it? This was completely unacceptable to any ruler wielding supreme power.

They kept walking forward until they reached an office. The marquis reached out and knocked on the door, and a voice came from within, "Come in~!" The marquis and Li Yunhui pushed open the door and stepped inside.

Wu Hao wished right now he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. It was too humiliating; how could anyone in the world be lustful to such an extent?

"Old buddy, let's take a photo together!" Xi Tianlong patted Chu Feng on the shoulder affectionately, hauled out his smartphone with a hearty air, and without even asking for Chu Feng's consent, snapped away in a flurry of rapid shots.

Could it be that the Dragon Emperor of the Fish-Dragon clan had also made a move? He had no way of knowing and could only calm his mind to heal Dao Ping'er.

As for onlookers—where could there be any onlookers? Ever since the trading firm owner went to find the slave-catching squad to release this fellow, the area had been cleared of people. Even most of the slaves had been taken away, because if this fellow went berserk, even if there was no major danger, it would still cause damage to nearby buildings and "goods."

As news of successive brilliant victories was continuously dispatched back to the northwest military camp, Meng Tian's suspended heart finally relaxed gradually, and he began to organize the military dispatches and arrange for couriers to send them to Xianyang.

Hey, is this your brilliant solution? The man has many sons, so out of jealousy, you claim he is plotting a rebellion?

He Zhichun suddenly remembered something, grabbed Cui Jiu's hand, and pulled him along in a wild dash.

Ying Bu looked quite puzzled at the nearby rolling mountains and ravines, all of which were thorn-choked and barren hills. Although streams flowed through almost every valley, living halfway up the mountain would make fetching water inconvenient, let alone farming.

"This is an opportunity. If the publicity is handled properly, it will let many people know about North Industries Group and understand the strength of this enterprise."

"A flying sword?" Zhou Cheng had already seen that the projectile assaulting him a moment earlier was an earth-yellow flying sword.

He Zhichun could not help feeling somewhat dazed. In her past life, Cui Jiu had not consummated their marriage with her, and meeting the elders the next day had been utterly awkward. Although no one said anything on the spot at the time, He Zhichun had wanted nothing more than to find a crack in the ground to hide in. Remembering it now made her want to give Cui Jiu a few hard slaps across the face.

The male police officer wore an unsightly expression. Unable to find any evidence, he even faced a high risk of complaints, leaving him unable to guarantee his future employment.

Perhaps to avoid misunderstandings, Prague wore a plain, austere clerical robe, with only a religious emblem of the Eye of Truth crafted from a mixture of gold and silver hanging around his neck.

Furthermore, his grandfather had yet to wake up, and a mountain of chaotic affairs at home remained unresolved—what leverage did he have to make her stay?

Meanwhile, upon hearing Deng Yin's words, the members of the righteous sects—except for those of the Emei lineage—all turned ashen, their faces drained of color.

"There's some depth to this!" Faced with the terrifying, enveloping majesty of the heavenly fire, Yin Xue showed not a shred of panic, nor did she care that her hair was being continuously incinerated. After her golden pupils burst forth with brilliance, Yin Xue suddenly made a gesture of cupping her hands over her heart, and then, the Evil-Refining Rod slowly extended outward from her chest.

Therefore, although Deng Yin had been previously unaware of the factions belonging to Ling Yun and Xuan Tianzong, he welcomed their appearance with open arms.

"He... what kind of man is he, and what on earth am I?" Die Caicai lowered her head in contemplation, muttering all sorts of things that left Chu Wuying utterly baffled.

The activities ended amidst a long string of narcissism from Tian Xing, but everyone knew that the real main event was only just beginning. The end of the Blood Moon Night officially marked the commencement of the system's grand auction.

Having witnessed Jiang辰's methods, none of the crowd dared to speak further. Every single one of them fell silent, their breathing becoming so faint as to be almost imperceptible. Consequently, the silence of the throng rendered the space exceptionally tranquil, save for the approaching sound of footsteps.

"Damn it, where are they? Are you guys spreading rumors and stalling the senior's important business?" Storm-Black Monarch cast his divine sense outward, sweeping circle after circle, yet failed to detect any strangers.

As he spoke, that person could not help revealing a sneer. Evidently, having spoken for just a moment, the few of them regained their confidence.

Ye Fangheng fell into deep contemplation. The moment he spoke, he uttered a lengthy string of words, yet Wu Yong and the others were completely unable to make head or tail of it, staring into Ye Fangheng's eyes with growing perplexity.

The fourth Blood Moon Night meant that nearly five months had passed since the game's official launch. Over this prolonged period, a small fraction of top-tier players had finally managed, through arduous effort, to reach the game's most mysterious map: the Demon Domain.

The feeling of issuing commands was exhilarating, especially toward people who usually wouldn't even deign to look at him straight! He was normally just a destitute student; how could these medical professionals possibly look upon poor students like them with any favor?

If the truth were ever brought to light in the future, he could at least claim he hadn't deceived his colleagues—he had indeed told them, but they simply refused to believe him, so he couldn't be blamed.

Master Bai Xiaosheng nodded. "There was an emergency at the time, and Mingdu remained under prolonged lockdown. With no other choice, I had to make a move."

Just as the second match had barely begun, he too watched with a beaming smile, convinced that victory was firmly within his grasp this time.

Compared to the previous section, the lyrics here were much more direct and explicit, practically a naked and unvarnished confession of love.

Subsequently, the two of them chased each other around the fine-iron plaza for quite a while longer, yet the Silver-Headed Monk remained utterly incapable of landing an effective blow on Xu Yang.