33 The Man-Eating House (Thirty)

Ye Feng curled his lip in his heart. This monk was truly formidable in his speech, always positioning himself on the moral high ground. Even when addressing sensitive topics, he could easily deflect them without leaving a single flaw.

Xu Damao was surprised to see He Yuzhu here, but given the special circumstances of the day, he looked at Xu Fugui. Xu Fugui gave a slight shake of his head, so Xu Damao also feigned ignorance and remained silent.

As soon as the Serpent Spear Douluo finished speaking, he disregarded whether the Chrysanthemum Douluo agreed or not and turned directly to provide support in that direction.

Although she had explained all the risks and consequences clearly to Wen Chu, he still said without hesitation, "I still want this one." He could not fathom why Xi Wu found such a difficult tool so easy to use.

"By the way, I saw Gao Lingyun earlier. It seems he came too." Despite their past cooperation, the relationship between Gao Lingyun and Ye Kaicheng was not truly that close, and he could not understand why Gao Lingyun would appear today.

Perhaps when Ouyang Yanyan felt that her time was drawing to a close, slipping away quietly would be best. It might cause Lin Hao to suffer and resent her for a time, but she would have a clear conscience. Ouyang Yanyan tried to persuade herself with such thoughts.

Xia Qingfeng seemed deeply regretful of his decision at the time; at this point, his expression turned somber and he fell silent.

As expected, when their silver needles pierced the leaves of the sacred tree, every single one turned black without exception.

"Alright, Gray Ray, go back to your work. I will call you when I need you." Ye Feng felt no sense of unfamiliarity here, as if he had stepped into his own home.

Without encountering the slightest resistance, the vibrating blade pierced through the opponent, and scattered mecha parts and droplets of blood sprayed from behind the black mecha.

After about a quarter of an hour, Mu Qianxun’s long eyelashes flickered twice, and her tightly shut eyes opened slightly.

In his sharp gaze was disdain and mockery. To him, killing someone unworthy was simply dirtying his own hands, a thought he found utterly repulsive.

Recalling that familiar voice once more, the young captain slapped his forehead and muttered, "Could it be... that person?" He remembered a routine patrol from a few months prior, where he had encountered that strange mecha towing a transport ship at high speed.

Helian Jiuyang was astonished. What did this mean? Helian Ruizue was the master of this Qingge Tribe; how could there be anyone who did not recognize him?

The bell toll, sounding like a ghostly wail, spread outward. After the two powerful attacks deadlocked for a moment, they simultaneously dissipated.

Regimental Commander Li felt amused as he thought about it, telling himself that despite the other man's youth, he certainly wouldn't be intimidated when it came to walking side by side.

Among those continuing to draw lots for duels, anyone who lost two consecutive matches was automatically eliminated and could only be ranked among the others who had also been eliminated.

Having been in the Immortal Realm for so many years, the two of them were deeply entrenched as a prominent aristocratic family with countless descendants. If they were charged with treason, it would result in a bloodbath.

"I believe it is inappropriate for grassroots soldiers to jointly decide the reward and punishment system for the entire military," Jia Long, the Soul of Water, said with a look of contempt at the silent ministers, stepping forward to speak respectfully.

Zhao Feichen did not smile. He felt an inexplicable, cold gaze fixed firmly upon him. Following the sensation, he turned his head to find a pair of eyes hidden behind the car window, bulging with bloodshot hatred.

"You couldn't hold your breath, and now your limbs are sore and your spirit is flagging. We came to find trouble, not necessarily to kill you. Just bow your head and admit your mistake, and we will leave immediately without making things difficult!" The master of the Transformation Realm looked at Zhang Wu, using words to agitate his physical state.

Zhang Wu practiced Xingyi Quan and was well-versed in the principle of "fists never leaving the ribs, fists never leaving the heart," striking only with his right hand while his left protected his chest.

They were now effectively Xiu Yin's confidants. Under the gaze of three pairs of eyes, Xiu Yin opened the envelope.

"Your Majesty! The deans of the various departments of the Magic Academy have arrived safely in the Wood Elf territory. Once the World Root connects to the Chaotic Wasteland, we will be confident in closing that accursed gate," Balthazar floated down from the sky and reported softly to Karl.

"If you don't even know what the situation is inside, rushing in will lead to only one outcome, the same as your boss," Gong Ling explained.

"If it were truly that simple to resurrect those who died of natural causes, this world would fall into chaos," the East Supreme Kai said gravely.

"Heh heh, in that case, I cannot hold back anymore," Gu Santong shouted. Expanding his Innate Qi, he pushed against the sword auras and charged toward Dongfang Bai.

As for Hu Kai and Zhang Peimeng, they looked at Bolt and Gay with some envy. They had enough self-awareness to know that with their own strength, it was impossible to reach the heights Guo Zisao spoke of within a few years.

However, looking at Bai Jingli before him, Ye Xiaofeng had already gained a general understanding of the man's character.

In these deep mountains and old forests, such a situation could only mean one of two things: either a wild beast had suddenly passed by, or someone was lying in ambush nearby.

Ye Xiaofeng leaned in with a grin and, without hesitation, claimed Teacher Yuting's first kiss upon her fragrant lips.

If not for the connection to the ancient sages, the Jiang and Li families would have likely been at each other's throats for years.

If the latter were true, the god's power would merely be weakened; but if the former, the god would lose his life.

Yet Bai Kun did not move, not even offering a reaction. He simply closed his eyes again to re-familiarize himself with his current power. Even though he felt not the slightest bit of awkwardness, he at least needed to know the true extent of the power he now possessed.

The other party had taken out two of his sub-sect leaders and held his Kunlun disciples hostage, and now dared to come and threaten him—it was simply audacious.

"Perhaps we should find the person who cast this seal!" Bai Bing'er pointed to the only remaining sphinx beside her.

The man in the felt hat, Venom, examined Sacks carefully and sighed, "Judging by your stance, you must have been trained by some mercenary group."

Yet, as things stood now, those who had once hurled insults were doing the very same things they had previously condemned. When the situation turned to themselves, they became the textbook examples of those who "recognize the times and are therefore wise."