Chapter Fifty-Five

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"We have each operated for the demonic and Buddhist sects for ten thousand years, yet I never expected that the Medicine God also kept a trump card. It seems that five hundred years from now, these two will hinder us," Buddha Spirit continued.
Xu Zhi and the other two hurriedly reported their names and purpose to the grandfather and grandson, who in turn introduced themselves. It turned out that the elder was named Wang Jin, and An Jingsi was merely his disciple; the two were not true grandfather and grandson.
Upon hearing this, the disciples cried out loudly, "We disciples know our wrongdoing, and beg the head of the Disciplinary Hall to punish us!" Liaochen and Liaoyin wore looks of even greater shame, smiling at each other as past grievances were dissolved.
Meanwhile, Mo Ziyan's figure retreated swiftly, flashing through several streaks of multicolored cloud light before completely escaping from the venomous insect array.
Zhang Cheng was dumbfounded. This piece of equipment might not be the strongest he had ever seen since playing Primeval, but its historical background was undoubtedly the most formidable, while the equipment itself was the most bizarre.
"That's not some cowhide lump shoe like you'd imagine. Maybe those exist, but the inside is mainly cloth, otherwise cowhide would be too stiff. When old northerners made shoes, they would cut up scraps of cloth, stack them layer upon layer, and then sew them into the soles. It makes them warm and much more comfortable to wear," I laughed.
The other end of the phone fell into a brief silence. No matter how good friends two people were, discussing such a deeply humiliating matter for a man was still quite awkward.
Yet when he opened Lie Hong's immortal cave and prepared to activate the Heavenly Fiend Asura Array, this fragment failed to take effect. Evidently, his reasoning had been mistaken.
She was not a fool; Ah Chu had taken Bao'er away and left only her behind, which already explained everything.
Qin Chuan flew down to plunge below, though Mo Ziyan knew that place was extremely perilous, and the slightest carelessness would result in being swept away by the whirlwind.
Suddenly, a loud laugh came from beneath the stage: "Ha, a few worthless words and a few pieces of rotten silver are supposed to make us risk our lives? The imperial court's wishful thinking is a bit too loud, isn't it?" The speaker was a rugged, burly man with fierce, tiger-like eyes and bulging muscles, clearly possessing no weak martial arts. As soon as the words left his mouth, quite a few people chimed in to agree.
Everyone's attention focused on the stage, where a person stood with a duckbill cap pulled down low to obscure their face. Judging by the uniform, they looked like a hotel staff member, but what could they possibly be doing?
Over two days of contact, to Shaokang Ken, any Daoist magic was nothing more than child's play. Aside from the cultivation method he practiced himself, everything else was merely heterodox paths.
"Can we not go across?" Si Yuanhao was afraid of heights, and before even reaching the bridge deck, his hands and feet began to tremble involuntarily.
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Even those broad leaves stirred up gusts of demonic wind to assail them. This thing was not as simple as it looked; it possessed a sharpness comparable to a flying sword, almost rivaling Ye Chen's bootleg Myriad Sword Technique.
Hearing this, Fang Qiang could not help but say with some astonishment, then waved her slender hand, pulling Yue Xianhua's delicate body over.
Next to the huge fireball, the elderly man was completely wreathed in flames. Seeming extremely wary of the flute music as well, he leaped his entire body directly into the fireball.
Fearing that things might go wrong and this fellow would simply sacrifice him, he gave advance warning.
Fallen ones only needed to slay players to obtain the so-called Divine Grace Value, and subsequently acquire miracles known as all wishes fulfilled.
The third Hokage, who served as a cautionary tale by personally stepping into the fray, fought the snake-like Sannin Orochimaru to settle the ultimate outcome, dying quite contentedly.
"Because the Kongsang silk formed by the green lotus bears your imprint and has fused with your bloodline, once it falls into someone else's hands, all they need to do is refine it slightly, and capturing you will be as easy as turning over a hand," Shi Xuan said again. Back then, that person had fallen precisely because of the Kongsang silk, leaving behind shattered remains.
"What else can we do? If this mission fails again, the next one will be even more difficult," Taylor snorted.
"I heard you calling Li Haonan just now!" Wu Mo smiled and sat down beside her, the gloom on her face flashing by.
Although he did not yet know where he was, it was certain that he had emerged from the Fire Cloud Palace.
"Junior Brother, I have matters to attend to and will take my leave first!" Before the words had even faded, Yuan Sanhu's figure vanished without a trace.
"What are you doing? Let go!" Chen Sheng raised her hand, wanting to swat at Shao Zhihua, but Shao Zhihua, who had been prepared, pressed her down with one hand while using the other to tug at the quilt.
Gu Xiaobei did not inquire further. She had private words to share with Chen Sheng, and the two sat at a stone table a bit farther away while a lay Buddhist poured tea for them.
After returning home, Lin Xifan drove straight to the old man's hilltop villa. It was only five o'clock in the morning, still early, so when he arrived at the old man's home, he did not ask Uncle Wu—who had already been awakened by him—to wake the old man up.
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Li Haonan slowly exhaled a stifled breath. He knew that An Ya always called him President Li during work hours, and calling him Brother Haonan at this moment was a reminder that he must not give in to murderous intent.
Having galloped wildly for a while, Ma Chao completely shook off Zhao Yun's cavalry. With his exquisite horsemanship, he was actually able to bandage his wounds on the bouncing back of a horse.
"They are exceptionally tyrannical right now—either submit to them or die. Tell me, what should we do at a time like this?! We absolutely cannot submit to them!!" Gu Tianming said with a helpless expression.
While the three rushed toward Lu Chen, Lu Chen also moved, flicking his arm and casually tossing the basketball away.
However, Li Gang felt not a shred of pity for him; fewer people in the vehicle meant a more comfortable ride. Expensive as it was, several tens of thousands was no huge sum to evolvers who came to the ruins; they could easily earn that much just by selling some mutant beast materials.
Before Lin Tao could finish his sentence, a mark had already appeared on his neck, and fresh blood began to trickle out.
The Tiger Guard originally numbered one thousand, but only three hundred were brought this time, with the rest left behind to guard Chang'an.
Beast-mimicry was the general term for animal shapes formed by evolvers through various abilities. Wu Yan preferred to call his beast-mimicry a 'summoned beast,' and his evolutionary type was correspondingly known as a summoner. This terminology actually had quite a market.
"Big Brother, I'm really sorry to have caused you trouble! But truly, this was an accident!" Lin萧 lowered his head in embarrassment, speaking in a deep voice.
Before the Hour of Zi had even passed, all thirty-two assassins sent in by the Fourth Prince's consort were completely eliminated. Of course, they did not alert the enemy, but instead had the Poison Scorpion's men take their places and hold the posts.
"Since that's the case, I won't worry anymore. But you must pay attention to your safety; I don't want to keep living in suspense for your sake, do you hear me!!" Li Muzi immediately addressed Lin Xiao in a commanding tone.
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