Chapter 50 Where Has That Damned Yet Deeply Beloved Nemesis Gone to Set Up a Stall Again?

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Just as Lu Wu was about to take her third step back, Qin Zhan called out to her.

He released Lou Xiaotian’s hand as though he had been shocked, wishing he could cast a full-body cleansing spell to prove his innocence.

His sexual orientation was perfectly normal, all right?

And would people please stop looking at them with that expression of someone who had just witnessed a perfect pairing?

“I don’t mind.”

“Really!” Lu Wu emphasized.

She was very open-minded.

“It really isn’t like that.” Qin Zhan was full...

Thinking of this, Chu Shou anxiously rubbed his head. Although the liberation of the Nagulaji God had been part of his calculations, he had never imagined that this deity would cause such chaos.

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Vicky’s fine brows lifted slightly, and a flicker of surprise crossed her eyes. Although many of those present had concealed their identities beneath cloaks, these five were different. They radiated an intense aura of danger.

The Red Dragon and the others roared angrily and prepared to intercept them separately, only to discover that their bodies could not move at all. And the source of this restraint was actually Nordland?

Suddenly, they all heard a disturbance beneath the volcano. They had spent half a year accomplishing nothing in this damned place, and their patience was long exhausted. Even being buried alive by a volcanic eruption would have been better than this.

Although Zhang Can’s alchemy had told him that the airship’s outer alloy was extremely hard, he had no desire to conduct experiments against the unscientific attacks of that utterly unscientific giant octopus.

“Something I created myself!” I gave a wicked grin. Then I sprang forward, both fists lashing out in unpredictable patterns. Yin-yang energy surged repeatedly within me, while the force of my punches flashed like blades and lightning.

Tong Ran bit her lower lip in confusion, unable to understand what was happening. But when she turned her eyes aside, Mu Bailiang had already vanished from her sight.

Qin Donghe had not yet had time to reply when a young man traveling with him rushed forward and shouted indignantly.

Then again, in a certain sense, ignorance was bliss. Perhaps it was actually a good thing not to know about the unimaginably brutal battle currently taking place in outer space.

In the battle at Taihu Lake, Dongfang Xiong had been wounded by Dongfang Yinian’s Soul-Devouring Staff. On top of that, she had admitted that she had secretly borne Nangong Tiexin with the renowned diviner Zhuo Bufan years ago. She could no longer control the Nangong family. Nangong Wentian, as the only son of Nangong Yi, the family’s former patriarch, was naturally the rightful heir.

“Bang—” In his haste to rescue Irontooth, Mo Qin still fired at the ant that was biting down on Irontooth and dragging him away. The bullet struck the ant directly in the head. Its body tipped to one side and collapsed dead, while the wound split open and released a pale yellow, semitransparent fluid.

“Uncle Huang, what are you saying? Come, come inside. We’ve already prepared a private room for you. How could your junior possibly look down on you?”

Seeing that Uncle Huang had grown angry, Zhongli Chen hurriedly supported him toward the entrance.

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“Hmph! What we ate earlier was a proper meal. What we’re having now is only a snack. So what?” Spark glared at him.

It would have been better if Zhang Shouyuan had not heard that. Instead, he truly began to worry, afraid that something else might happen the next day.

The black-clad man’s body visibly trembled. The only two eyes revealed above his covering were filled with profound vigilance. His right hand gripped the sword tightly, never relaxing for an instant. Clearly, he was deeply wary of this man, who showed not the slightest fear of him.

When everyone heard this, a trace of excitement stirred in their hearts, accompanied by a collective sigh of relief. The Demon Abyss made no comment and instead asked how things were progressing with the formation on the other side.

“Commander! We want to enlist!”

Li Chaonian squeezed his way over as well. Imitating the soldier who had saluted the officer earlier, he brought his feet together and gave the officer a military salute.

Mo Qianxia rolled her eyes. “Young Master Xiao, have you had enough? Shall I give you a massage?”

Mo Qianxia suddenly spoke with playful humor.

When Dragon Fist arrived at the camp, Dragon Mountain had just left. Having decided to go to the imperial capital to meet the Bright Emperor, he had stopped by the camp briefly before going to Zhang Zhong’s home.

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