Chapter 52

Following Xia Junming's finger, everyone looked toward the opposite side under the cherry blossom trees, only to see a snow-white fox standing there. Mr. Lin's disciple was a fox?

"Alright, thank you Qianwei, you guys eat too." With that, Lin Xiaoyue picked up a pack of snacks, tore open the packaging, and began to eat.

The second scenario: if the Ye family were given the time to pierce through the fog and discover that he was the one stirring up trouble, all his preparations in the north of the city would vanish into thin air, and the ultimate result would be him sneaking back to the west of the city in disgrace.

With a cold, mocking smile, Wu's face turned resolute. Lin Hao frowned, made a throat-slitting gesture toward Du Chun, and turned to leave. He didn't bother trying to persuade the old man, because for someone determined to die, any persuasion was futile.

After the iron-pot-wielding man made his move, this person leaped out, chasing closely behind the flying iron pot like its shadow. Utilizing the massive iron pot as cover, he lunged to assassinate Gao Ming.

Without a clock, the passage of time could only be judged by the setting sun, waiting for the harsh daytime glare to vanish. The young man dozed off to conserve his energy, while his face bore the unmistakable expression of anxiety regarding an uncertain future for food, clothing, housing, and travel.

This was an extremely terrifying derivative talent, touching upon the soul level that few passengers could reach before the fifth stage. Although it was only a very shallow layer, it was still startling enough.

"I suppose that even if it's a bother, it shouldn't be your turn to worry about it, right?" Ge Qi retorted unpolitely.

Although they had long been prepared for the regeneration of these Blade Clan members, they never expected that upon death, their powers would converge to form an entirely new life form.

They thought to themselves that Mordecai dared to go aboard single-handedly to wipe out Cartes and the others, yet didn't care at all about the Sharp Bull Pirates' wealth.

Luffy's fist met with no obstruction whatsoever. Enel watched with his own eyes as this man's fist slammed directly into his head, showing not the slightest intention of dodging. Yet this time, the Straw Hat's fist failed to take effect, passing straight through Enel's head.

It is no exaggeration to say that had there not been special restrictions on the cauldron, the entire Pill Tower would have been reduced to ashes by the intense heat.

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Now things were fine. After Li Er dropped this bombshell, everyone panicked, racking their brains to eliminate or minimize this move that threatened the foundations of the aristocratic families.

The rough-looking stall owner stopped a yard away from Xia Dong, raised a hand, and pointed a finger at Xia Dong, who had been cornered against the cliff wall. A dark, eerie ray of light instantly condensed at the stall owner's fingertips and shot straight toward Xia Dong.

"What's wrong? Weren't you chatting happily just a moment ago?" Su Qian quickly asked.

While ordering the other mercenaries to prepare for battle, Li Yu issued commands to two mercenaries beside him.

This profound-realm disciple wanted to say something, but blood kept spilling from his mouth, allowing him only to emit intermittent, low gasps before the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Suddenly, a loud cry rang out from inside the room, sounding quite panicked and flustered.

As the largest trading port city in the gaming world, Haizhou was rich in local specialties, especially seafood. The game designers probably wanted to let players indulge to their heart's content in expensive seafood that they could not experience in the real world, so they transplanted every single marine product from the real world right here.

Niu Jinda and Li Ji, who had never seen such modern furniture, tried sitting down and found it immensely comfortable. Thus, Wang Xingxin had no choice but to accept the task of teaching the carpentry methods for this modern furniture to the craftsmen in those two households. In truth, it was merely about the style; if Wang Xingxin were actually asked to craft them, he wouldn't even be able to make a chair leg.

Ling Qianheng single-handedly struck down ten high-ranking martial artists, driving the roots of the towering, crumbling Martial Dao General Administration deep back into the soil.

Madam Pei had truly never seen such a shameless person; even when abusing a child, she insisted on playing the victim and filing a complaint first, leaving her momentarily speechless.

Leng Mu lowered his gaze, his brows furrowed tightly, wondering what was going on in his mind. One could only see his expression shift repeatedly as he plotted something.

Compared to Yan Bai, who was shallow in experience and wore all his thoughts on his sleeve, Liu Yuduo's approach of lifting someone high into the air before bringing down the blade was far more sophisticated.

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Yet neither the emperor nor the chancellors Xiao and Duan gave this warning any serious thought, showing that they did not feel there was anything wrong with this strategy.

Seeing that both Zheng Jianxu and Wang Kan had been defeated, Zhou Definition knew that his cultivation was the lowest among the three and he was certainly no match for Muxue. He had to figure out a way to avoid dying at Muxue's hands.

In the past, having never seen it, he was naturally fearless out of ignorance. Now, having suddenly beheld it, he could not help but be shocked. I shuddered and asked, "What is this? What on earth is this?" I felt uneasy and restless, like sitting on pins and needles. The maid was reluctant to speak, but seeing my persistent eagerness, she naturally had no choice but to tell me.

Except for Yun Qingqing, who knew nothing about it, Meng Yuchen, Mu Qingyan, Ouyang Qi, and Shui Yu were all well aware of her leaving late at night. However, none of them came out to see her off. Instead, they stayed in their rooms, silently praying for her, hoping that her journey would go smoothly.

Liu Huaiyong smiled bitterly and helplessly, saying, "Then why did you save Rusuan? At least you can explain that!" Rusuan nodded vigorously from the side, staring pleadingly at Linghu Rong.

Long Feng felt as though he was going mad. The oppressive forces coming from both sides differed in intensity, but either was enough to crush him.

This time, Lin Yong went to the street and bought Keer two sets of the cheapest spare clothes, a simple backpack, and some daily necessities. Afterward, he took the two of them to Chinatown, found the owner at the entrance of a restaurant, and conversed with him alone for a long time. While talking, he kept gesturing toward Keer and Jack in the distance.

Tang Zhirou's face flushed red, and she felt somewhat flustered. She hadn't expected Jiang Xin to be so proactive today. Although she had a vague premonition before, the two sides had never pierced through that layer of paper, so outwardly they were still just friends.

"Next," Mu Zifei turned around and said coldly to the audience, keeping his hands clasped behind his back without uttering another word.

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