Chapter 50: The Right One Beats the Expensive One

Because of this matter, Ji Qianchen even gave the dean a piece of his mind. No wonder he had found Jian Xiao sleeping on the sofa in Mu Yunfan's room; it turned out she had no other choice due to the circumstances.

Her body suddenly vaulted upward, actually managing to elevate her form without relying on spiritual energy. In a place like this, what other method could there possibly be to accurately locate anything?

In such an environment, it was absolute folly to continue holding back these impulses; she was even able to actively conquer the deepest fears within her heart right here and now.

Yin Sha was still in a daze of astonishment when the massive, floating leaf she had been clinging to beneath her suddenly began to move.

Shaking her head until the car was completely out of sight, Zhou Xiao slowly turned around and went back inside the house.

Dawn's expression became awkward under the Soul-Devouring Rat's merciless words, leaving him momentarily at a loss for words.

Looking into the cave once more, Ling Luo suppressed the urge to vomit. On the ground lay a pile of battered monster corpses, so mutilated that even the phrase "dismembered" fell short of describing the carnage.

Judging by the move Lin Tianyao had just pulled off, he knew very well in his heart that he was no match for Lin Tianyao.

If this truly was the late period of the mammoth extinction, perhaps Curly and the others might know of some special circumstances?

She followed behind Yan Yixin into the heavily guarded VIP ward, where the old man was half-reclining against the head of the bed while a private nurse carefully fed him porridge.

Suddenly, a tall, thin middle-aged man appeared right in the middle of the road ahead, blocking Han Xin's inevitable path. Seeing Han Xin charge toward him, the man did not dodge; instead, he stood frozen as if paralyzed by fright. Unwilling to halt, Han Xin compressed his frame and narrowly brushed past him like a swimming fish.

At the same time, Modu also maneuvered his main army to display a posture of marching southward, using this to draw the attention of the Qin army.

What a pretentious act. With a smile, Dai Niang called out "Mother" before shyly entering the mansion and hiding behind the spirit screen. Delighted, Madam Tan instructed the steward to have all the goods carried inside, keeping the servants and deliverymen busy. The steward then presented the bill, clearly indicating that it was time to settle the payment.

Her gaze ignited an unnamed fire fiercely burning in Yan Yixin's heart. He wished he could knead her into his own bones, flesh, and blood, binding their souls and fusing their bloodlines together for all eternity.

"Since that's the case, you and your son can return together during the New Year," Gu Changchun said with a smile, cupping his hands toward the two of them before boarding the carriage.

The City of Sin—a slaughter city in the very truest sense. It bore a world of difference compared to the City of Butchery, where killing was strictly forbidden. Here in the City of Sin, if you failed to kill a single person in a single day, it was tantamount to committing a crime.

Abruptly, a verdant, incredibly flexible tree branch lashed out toward Lu Ming. Concentrating entirely on how Feya had made her move, Lu Ming had not expected Feya's attack to target him. Yet, with a calm smile on his face, Lu Ming offered no resistance whatsoever, letting Feya's attack strike him freely.

Inside the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun sat upon a futon, continuously projecting streams of golden light. Before long, the golden light formed a massive pentagram array. Seeing the formation complete, Hongjun summoned the Purple-Gold Sword and stationed it right at the center of the pentagram.

Although Tian Qianqian's leg was somewhat inconvenient, with Zhou Yuhao by her side, she still managed to accompany her two younger brothers on many amusement rides and took a great deal of photographs.

Zhan Kexin's voice drew closer. "What are you doing?" she sneered repeatedly as she watched An Yixia struggle.

Terrifying fluctuations of spiritual energy radiated outward rapidly in all directions, centered entirely on the two of them.

"True, the Buddha clan and the God clan are indeed related, but what does that have to do with me?"

"I know you actually came to me for another matter—regarding Zhou Yuqing, right?" Bai Hairong bluntly took the initiative to bring it up.

Pausing slightly, she took advantage of her slight intoxication and boldly continued to stroke the skin of Zhou Yuhao's body; she relished this intimate sensation far too much.

Once a prime opportunity presented itself, they would undoubtedly strike swiftly, wiping out the powerhouse cultivators of the Heaven-Devallowing Clan in a single wave.

Qiao Yu did not make a sound. She looked at the three gray-faced, utterly haggard elderly board members and waved her hand, signaling Zhou Li to step down.

Qiao Yu's face turned pale. If she could have understood Liang Jingrui choosing Su Yuanyuan just moments ago, she now found herself utterly unable to forgive him. Did he still feel uneasy even with hospital care? Then what was she to him? Was he completely unconcerned about her being kidnapped?

Sword qi prized sharpness and an indomitable forward momentum. The Five Elements categorized it as metal, but due to a lack of sustaining power, it sometimes failed to achieve the goal of executing the enemy.

Hearing this, Lin Tian nearly choked on his own saliva. Damn it, what on earth? Was he experiencing auditory hallucinations? What did it just call him? Lin... Daddy? Why not Red Daddy while you're at it! Enemy jungler, don't you dare run... cough, cough, getting off topic.

Before the spacecraft had even landed, Seventeen's consciousness had already manifested within Yun Hai's mind.

The situation here was identical to the situation over there. What Jiang Yang needed to do now was search around the perimeter to see if he could find the end of the rope. It wasn't strictly necessary to find the end of the rope; as long as he could find the red thread, finding it and snapping it would be okay.

"Primeval..." That pitch-black darkness shrouded beneath the black robe flashed through his mind, and Yun Hai murmured inwardly.

"This hero, may I ask your honorable name?" Opposite them, seeing the two of them acting as though ignoring their presence and chatting merrily, the mighty warrior suppressed his rising anger and asked with a cupped-fist salute.

Liquids of various colors flowed from different pipelines into a massive, sealed nutrient pool.

After processing a temporary pass for Wu Xiubo, Zhou Jian led him toward the elevator bank at the back of the lobby. However, a row of railings blocked their path, where several uniformed guards stood with stern expressions, watching intently as the two of them swiped their passes against a machine. Only then did their expressions relax, and they nodded in approval.

Tsunade slammed her hands on the table, rejecting Danzo's proposal. Her resolute attitude startled everyone present.

It was unknown what kind of material was used to build this place; it was crystal clear, flawless, and integrated like a precious gemstone.

Fine! In Chi Mingzhe's eyes, anyone whose net worth was not in the billions of dollars was practically a "pauper," wholly unworthy of bearing the title of a wealthy elite.

Immediately, Wang Chongyang willed it, and a stream of interlaced black, red, and blue energy shot from his palm directly toward the translucent crystal-like projection.

Lin Xi did not even dare to raise a hand to touch her burning neck, merely looking at him with moist, resistant eyes.

I froze in place, watching as Antong and his hundred-odd people charged straight down. Where on earth had they managed to muster so many people in such a short amount of time?