Chapter 62

After being beaten for two or three minutes, Zheng Tian started foaming at the mouth, letting out miserable, pig-slaughtering screams. Watching from inside the car, I couldn't help but shiver. Brother You really knows how to play; dealing with Zheng Tian like this causes immense pain yet leaves not a single trace of injury.

Mu Baili's body stiffened slightly, his dark gaze fixed intently on the hands resting around his waist. The next moment, as if losing his temper, a muffled thud followed. Even Lu Guoan and Shen Yan outside were stunned, yet no one dared to barge in.

All of Zhao Song's strength seemed to drain away at this very moment. It turned out that Zhao Wuyou was not lying to him—was not tricking him into a mutual destruction with the emperor—but was telling the truth. He really had been poisoned, and for a long time at that.

"The Immortal Mansion Map is so precious, why would the employer still put it up for auction?" Someone raised a question at this point.

This was not a rash judgment on his part, because he believed Crystal would not be foolish enough to hand her phone over to someone else casually. Moreover, if she were unwilling, no one could possibly snatch the phone from her hands.

Scolded by Li Wang, Su Bo finally gave a start and came back to his senses. But the words were already out; thinking of the inhuman treatment and suppression he had endured over these past days, he ultimately decided to throw caution to the wind.

The face in the mirror was somewhat flushed, the eyes webbed with bloodshot veins from staying up late. I smiled at the mirror, my lips twisting into a bitter trace. Is this still fucking me? Is this still Zhao Chenghu, who back then wanted to shoulder the entire world with his own shoulders for the sake of Sophie and his brothers?

As he confirmed that the trajectory of events was finally coming under control, Yichen's voice also finally regained its proper confidence.

Xu Mo said no with his mouth, but his body was very honest. In a state of complete loss of reason, he actually still had time to put on protection—simply legendary! Therefore, Wu Yuan finally came to feel that this was all a planned game of playing hard to get set up by someone.

I turned my head and saw Wang Li, also dressed in an exquisite suit, looking at me with a full face of smiles.

"I lack someone to order around." This was one of the reasons why Li Xiang wanted to take in Tang Zhijun. After all, the time he had spent contacting this era was still short, and having someone born and raised in this era by his side would certainly make things much more convenient.

"Old Niu is really bizarre today; for several consecutive rounds, he's won with just a single gun." An old man took out a fifty-yuan bill and handed it over as he spoke.

The few people who got into the cars used satellite positioning to locate several vehicles, and then drove non-stop toward the town.

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"Come on, now it's your turn. I also wish you that your future will be full of success and boundless wealth, and that your career will reach new heights and scale greater peaks!" With that, she threw her head back and drank it down.

Luo Qian did not hesitate to expand the Immortal Emperor's decree infinitely. Since they were already smuggling by imperial decree, they were going to make it big and strong, transforming from extensive management to intensive operation.

Many people thought that Song Zheyuan's chief strategist was Xiao Zhenying, but the ones who could truly call the shots were the three right before them—all Tianjin-born elites who had studied in Japan. Coupled with Qin Decheng who commanded troops, these four constituted the core of Song Zheyuan's shogunate.

From his divine sense, Bai Mo saw that many hair-like fine iron threads were inserting themselves from the exposed blood vessels, advancing continuously along them as if trying to take root in every corner.

He thought to himself that he had just returned and hadn't even gone over to see Lu Wei yet, so how did this old fellow get the news so quickly and know he was back?

Those machines imported from the United States were transported along the Jinpu Railway to Pukou in Nanjing, and then transferred via the Yangtze River waterway to Jiujiang.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's smile grew even more radiant, as if she took great joy in seeing Yi Le suffer a setback.

Di Yu, who was wholly focused on seeking elixirs, never expected the furnace lid to fall off. With a sudden 'bang!', it smashed into Di Yu with a muffled grunt.

Yuchi Gong rode out ahead of the rest, relying on getting an early start on horseback—man borrowing the horse's momentum, and horse borrowing the man's strength—his thirteen-section purple-gold steel whip arriving first to aim straight at Xue Rengui's chest.

He had planned to call the club members over for a party in the evening, so there was no rush; decorating in the afternoon would be plenty of time.

Hearing this, the three looked at each other, then knelt on one knee before Li Yuyun, cupping their fists as they said, "From this day forward, the three of us are willing to follow the lead of Miss Li through mountains of blades and seas of flames without hesitation!" Their words were sonorous and powerful, stirring one's soul.

Xu Chu said, "Order the troops to meet the enemy; bring me my weapon." With that, Xu Chu swayed as he stood up.

The elites of the Twilight Hour feigned attacks, letting the cannon fodder go up first to consume the opponent. They were extremely skilled at playing this kind of trick. Under normal circumstances, normal players facing a massive sea of cannon fodder would definitely have a huge headache; not to mention killing them, just saving their own dogs' lives would be quite an achievement.

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A short while later, the Night Elves' four houseboat-vessels carelessly and unsuspectingly charged into Hot Spring Valley. Not far from the valley entrance, they spotted an intact airship, a ground full of mud, and seven corpses lying on the ground.

The Shadow Fiend who had been hiding in a corner launching a sneak attack on Uenqi barely had his words out and had yet to put away his long bow when a dark, scorching iron sword slashed across his throat. Taken aback, this despicable fellow didn't even have time to cry out or demonize before he was separated from his head.

After all, Mu Yeyan had just joined the Nightmare Guild. Even though Ye Kong understood her personality—that once a contract was signed, she would never do anything to harm Nightmare—giving her the position of vice president right off the bat was still an inappropriate move, and it would be hard to convince the others.

Looking into the distance, Yue Wuxin knew they had arrived beside Wangyue Lake. After leading the horses to the lake to drink and graze, he mounted and turned north along the lake shore.

For transcendent beings pursuing the Dao, killing wives and abandoning children was commonplace; what did killing a mortal or two matter? The Emperor of Nirvana in the past was the same, but now, a shift in mindset made him feel a pang of reluctance.

English was already out of style, wasn't it? If one wanted to sound profound, why not invent some other ancient language?

"Chairman, you were looking for me?" Just as he sat down, Ai Yu asked Ye Chun while guessing what the matter might be.

Su Mu's eyes had already lost their focus. Like a soul detached from its body, he collapsed on the ground, completely drained of spirit and vitality.

"As you command, Lord Controller." Yang Jian swept his tiger-like gaze across them, instantly shattering the psychological defenses of the still-struggling martial artists.