Chapter 49

It is not that Bai Ranran does not know how to dress up, but rather that she is simply too lazy to put any thought into such things.

The divine fire avatar that had leaped above her vanished, the sword in her hand slowly snapped into two, and a spurt of fresh blood instantly burst from her shoulder.

Seeing Beiming Peng's grasping claws closing in, Dugu Ming, who had remained motionless all this while, suddenly curved the corners of his lips into a smile.

When Prefect Li Yu and the garrison commander arrived and saw Xiao Luohe and Qu Jing heavily wounded, they were instantly frightened out of their wits. If these two mighty figures were to suffer any mishap in his Dingzhou City, his entire life would be ruined. The wrath of the frontier generals was already more than he could bear, let alone that of the Prince of Northern Liang, whose military authority was legendary.

However, for Elder Liu to just give up like this was simply impossible. Having finally caught wind of the "Awakening Affinity Pill," how could he possibly let go so easily? Until now, he still had no idea that the pills Yuan Qingfeng was selling were not the "Awakening Affinity Pill" at all.

Bai Ranran patted her chest, wearing an expression that practically said, "Now that I've ruined your innocence, I will definitely take responsibility and marry you."

The moment Mo Zili opened his eyes, he was almost blinded by the warm radiance flowing throughout the entire black hole. Gong Qianzhu looked at him quietly, as if returning to the year when her stars and moon were still present.

"Beiting, I know I was wrong!" Ye Mingming pleaded for mercy, knowing full well what was about to happen next.

After losing her memory, Lucy had completely forgotten everyone and had no recollection of Romis whatsoever, which was why she did not dare to open the door.

"What makes you think I will wait for you forever?" Song Xi gently curved the corners of her lips, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Master Xie Juan, bringing along Zi Haoyu and Shangguan Ruochen, arrived at the place where Longteng cultivated the three Fusang trees.

Atop the Bronze City, everyone looked at each other in dismay as the tremors of the Heavenly Prison ceased. They cast suspicious glances toward the opposite bank, looking at Mo Fan and Nan Ling. Could it be because of them? But why would that be?

A single ordinary strand of chaos-energy weighed as heavily as ten thousand majestic mountains, let alone this purest golden chaos-energy, which was incomparably dense and carried a terrifying disaster of destruction.

Although the "spiritual world" might have been a factor in this, it could not be ruled out that the opponent genuinely possessed such an ability. After all, a place known as the "Intersection" was neither within the scope and target of the Hell Movie nor likely under the control of the End-Land.

"As expected of the Jiang family, even their servants are Yellow-Tier experts!" Li Hu hooked the corners of his mouth and motioned for Liu Xiangli to step back.

"It's alright, I suppose." Long Tianqi smiled; indeed, none of the people around him were simple characters.

She had originally intended to send her divine sense to the Meng family to check on how things were being handled. If Ouyang Yan was not yet dead, she planned to cripple him entirely, turning him into a useless person before sending him back to the Ouyang estate to give Ouyang Lie an explanation.

Seeing Lu Kun look over, Daoist Sanyang felt a flash of terror in his eyes and managed to squeeze out a smile, while Chen Mingzhu wore a friendly expression.

"That's true!" Long Tianqi nodded at those words. With such a powerful system, who else did he need to fear?

These black crystals were pregnant with refined magic power and an extremely vibrant vital blood energy. Combining all the magic power within the black crystals, it amounted to a full four times the magic power of the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment.

He had never expected that Guan Lingyu's misunderstanding of him ran so deep. Did he really look like some depraved demon obsessed with lust? Even if he were, he should have made a move on Guan Lingyu first anyway, considering that although her temper was a bit foul, her looks were vastly superior to that Zhang Ning.

After all, Han Lin only possessed two drops of Vermilion Bird Heavenly Instrument blood, so if he ultimately achieved all the objectives of this trip, he could only ensure that he himself and the Heartless Old Ghost survived upon leaving this place.

Lu Jun entered the bathroom, took a quick shower of just five or six minutes, and came right back out. Completely naked and carrying a swaggering, devil-may-care attitude, he walked straight into the inner room.

After a moment, the doorman returned and led the two visitors into the reception hall to be seated. They removed their veil-hats, revealing that one of them wore a golden skull ghost mask—it was none other than Lord Yama.

Having now achieved his wish, Han Lin destroyed the qualification token belonging to Zhu Fang. Without wasting any time, his figure flashed, and he charged lightning-wielding and roaring straight out toward the Residual Sword Soul-Devouring Formation, dragging Zhu Fang along with him.

One must know that Liu Yiming was immensely proud of his medical skills and held absolute confidence in himself; otherwise, he would not have constantly strived to win first place, given his genuine strength and underlying assurance.

Shen Biyao was well aware that the continuous profitability and rapid development of Prime Century Jewelry were inseparable from Yang Feng's hard work.

Long Jilin sent a text message to Tang Yuchen stating that Wei Yiran had already received Su Zimo's blood sample and was currently analyzing it, telling him not to worry.

"Uh..." Guo Cheng dropped his head abruptly, opened his mouth to draw in a huge breath, and then panted heavily without stopping.

"You... Fine, Morit, I swear to heaven that I have never leaked the news of Professor Han being here! If I leaked it, may I die a horrible death." James was using a swearing method he had learned from China.

Feng Shu was dying of curiosity. It seemed Mengmeng knew where Lin Jun resided during his dreams.

Wang Yizhen saw her younger brother's rare intensity and face full of righteous indignation, coupled with the fact that the tips of his ears also flushed with a hint of red for the very first time over those same words. Yet, she found herself unable to offer any explanation. Her brother was entirely right; the very essence of wanting to understand the person before one was nothing more than seeking a closer reason to draw near to him.

"Even upon graduation, it will still be three years from now. By that time, the child will also be older and she can go out to work," Gu Heng thought to himself. He hadn't realized until just now that A'ning was only a sophomore. Thinking about it, she was indeed very young, being ten years younger than Yichen.

And this time, although the Cold Soul Sword was personally overseen and re-forged by Yun Wuji, the circumstances had changed.

Xue Luofeng was momentarily stunned. He never imagined that the Luoshui Fairy, Wen Ruoxue, would return to meddle in this troublesome business.

Looking into the young man's clear and bright eyes, Elder Pei finally picked up the medicinal pill and swallowed it down with some water.