Chapter 53
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"My dear brother, I cannot bear you keeping me in suspense. Let us see what is inside this bundle!" Dong Zhou had a straightforward personality and snatched the bundle to open it directly.
Beneath the same starry night sky, in the same mansion, stood an old man with sword-like brows and a piercing gaze. His entire body radiated a sharp and domineering sword Qi, as if he himself were a sword—an indestructible divine sword.
No wonder Ao Xu, when choosing to attack the coastal regions, did not prioritize this place, but instead chose the Falling Star Palace and the Flying Spirit Hall. Had it been him, he would have made the same choice; truly, the bones here were much harder to chew.
Having been rivals for nearly a lifetime, how could Granny Yisha not know the temperament of the Nether Ghost Lord? Yet for a moment, she too could not figure out what kind of game the Nether Ghost Lord was playing.
Could You Jingyan not have a clear grasp of the situation? He had been researching the Song-Liao issues for a very long time indeed.
Just at that moment, Gu Xiuying suddenly stopped in her tracks, gazing at the dense grass surrounding her, not daring to take another step forward.
"No, we are going to drink right now. If you dare to stop me again, I will scream right now." Marquis saw that Linlin was paying no attention to his words at all, and looking at Linlin, he said, "Linlin, if you continue like this, don't blame me for being impolite." With that, Marquis waved his hand, and a surge of magical power directly bound Linlin in place.
After that, what more could be said? In front of an enemy many times stronger than oneself, exposing one's most vulnerable abdomen—if this was not being a moron, what was? Perhaps even a moron would fare somewhat better than that.
The Floating Sand River remained a realm of perpetual gloom. Floating in the air, apart from endless sands of annihilation, were countless skeletal remains of humans and beasts, along with fragments of various magical treasures. Accelerated by magnetic forces and fierce winds, their lethality was far more terrifying than mere grains of sand.
Perhaps when a person reaches a certain height, they begin to yearn to accomplish things of greater significance.
Below, as far as the eye could see, it was hazy just like in the legends. Aside from discerning the rough outline of Fan'an, nothing else could be clearly seen.
Only, what Tang Song did not expect was that this action directly provoked the giant python, causing it to attack him with the fury of madness.
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Only those lords held some status in the eyes of their in-laws' families, yet even that status was not remarkably high.
Guan Zhong was the ancestor of the world's metaphysics and firmly believed in the doctrine of fate and fortune. He knew that there would always be certain born monsters in this world, as though the heavens themselves were their doting father, making everything they did as effortless as spitting or urinating.
Little did he expect that the boat owner was truly greedy. Although the boat was already full of cargo, he still accepted many additional passengers. In an instant, the deck became extremely crowded. Furthermore, Zhang Ruyun was blind, and most of the fellow passengers were cunning people. Seeing his condition, they pushed him aside even more, filling him with a fresh bellyful of resentment.
Struck by the giant hammer, the cyan figure was once again forced back more than ten steps involuntarily, teetering as he was pushed from the center of the competition stage all the way to its very edge.
Yet just as Qiao Lin exerted strength in his hand, he felt Tang Song's hands grip his wrist as firmly as a pair of iron pliers.
Everyone, including Qiuyye Zuiyin, stared at Chu Yao with wide eyes, completely unable to believe that this dominance-defying top player would leave home without a town-portal scroll.
At that exact moment, a wave of cheers erupted from the audience. As they looked at the fake Qiao Lin under the spotlight on the stage and then recalled the real Qiao Lin in their minds, voices of opposition instantly arose.
Wind River—an entire major faction wiped out overnight. In the face of a forbidden ground, such a feat was merely effortless.
Fang Qianjing smiled as he used his handkerchief to wipe the corners of Song Lexoxi's mouth, brushing away a few sesame seeds and bright red chili oil clinging to her lips. Afterward, without the slightest sign of disgust, he neatly refolded the handkerchief and placed it back into his pocket.
Inside and outside the pass, listeners were shaken, gazing fixedly at that retreating figure, momentarily at a loss for words.
Tang Huo followed closely behind the King of Hell. When they stepped inside, they happened to see Su Bingge swallowing that pearl. Tang Huo was too late to stop him and could only watch helplessly as he consumed Jiang Yu.
The three phalanxes of the second rank had barely charged halfway when the order to retreat was sounded. Seeing Mu Sheng and his men charging out, their morale soared, but since the gong had already been struck to recall the troops, they had no choice but to fall back.
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Seeing that their escape routes were blocked, the pythons decided to fight to the death, one after another lunging fiercely toward Ye Lingjun.
Ye Lingjun seemed to have noticed something. Having lost excessive blood and expended too much physical strength earlier, his legs grew weak, and he collapsed powerlessly to the ground.
Yuan Siye pressed down on Yuanyuan's head, pushing him behind his back, and glanced at Li Jianfeng before looking at Li Xinyue.
"Don't talk to me about being an old married couple. I am her husband; no other demons or ghosts will do," Mo Yang replied angrily.
Huang Zhe was also in a semi-stupefied state. Recognizing Song Lexi, he gave the Yuan Siye beside him a hard nudge.
"Ambush!" Wang Xingyu appeared behind the red-haired man out of nowhere, his dagger thrusting forward silently.
Zhuo Ruikai hardened his heart, turned around, and strode toward the door. As his hand touched the doorknob, he hesitated for a fraction of a second, but ultimately gritted his teeth, pulled the door open, and walked out without a moment's hesitation.
After finishing the soup, the two began to chat casually. Now that they knew each other's backgrounds thoroughly, Fang Jinyi no longer spoke in riddles.
Yulu looked at Mingnan in utter speechlessness, not uttering a single word. She turned her head away to admire the scenery outside the car window instead, as she was truly the one least inclined to use her brain.
On the third day after the zombie outbreak, some idiot used a nuclear weapon, causing the city to be caught in the fallout. From that moment on, the sun grew fiercely scorching, and the air carried a faint trace of radiation, though fortunately not intensely lethal.
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