Chapter 47

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Qi Ming was forced to flee out of the sea of thunder. Once outside, his figure became much easier to lock onto, and his occasional changes in direction could not prevent the pursuers behind him from closing in rapidly.

"Don't bring up your second aunt's husband. He's been doing business with those people for the past two years and lost every single penny the family had." With that, she cast a vicious glance at the somewhat bandit-like man beside her.

"Yang Jiawei, watch your language!" Li Yuchu pointed at Yang Jiawei, acting as if she would strike him if he dared to say another word.

Qiangzi and Xiao Jian were of similar height, both possessing tall, upright, and imposing figures. Qiangzi wore a short stubble cut, while Xiao Jian had flowing long hair.

Liu Yao deduced that Liu Chuanzhi must have inadvertently triggered the restriction of that spatial domain at the bottom of the lake, which was why he was killed. She couldn't perceive even a shred of that space, which was sufficient proof of the formidable power of the person who created it.

"Since that's the case, why don't you submit to me? How about I teach you the sacred art of flower-picking?" Ye Shaochen smiled.

Yang Chen was quite generous and directly stated his identity. The youth opposite him immediately spread out his spiritual sense to check if there were any ambushes.

Qian Hao stood to the side watching Li Zixiong and Zhuge Qianxue chatting and laughing, and he was so furious that his nose was almost crooked. Originally, seeing Zhuang Guixin make things difficult for Li Zixiong had made Qian Hao quite happy, but Li Mengyan had brazenly intervened and ruined the chance to mess with Li Zixiong. Now seeing Li Zixiong and Zhuge Qianxue laughing and talking together made Qian Hao extremely angry.

"No, it is Your Majesty who must promise this maidservant one thing, and then I will serve you well." Yun Shuangting hooked the corners of her lips in a smile, looking at him with calm composure.

I do not know how much time had passed when Xiao Yehan kissed his fill, and finally and reluctantly released those lips that left him with endless aftertastes.

The green-robed man's real name was Zhou Xingyun, a master invited at great expense by Shi Wentian from the White Cloud Immortal Sect.

On Penglai Fairy Island, Yi Tian did find quite a few alchemy herbs. The only regret was that Penglai Fairy Island lacked a place of extreme yin and cold, making it impossible to find the Emperor Yin Grass, one of the primary ingredients for alchemy.

"I don't know. No one knows who my father is," Yu Jinxiu said indifferently, wearing an expression as if the matter had nothing to do with her.

Ling Xueying, Xu Yingying, Su Moluli, Xia Yang, and Leng Ruochen headed toward the dormitory together in an unprecedented move today. Before they knew it, they had walked near the bulletin board on the left side of the dormitory.

Ding Hao now simultaneously possessed the Yellow Springs Demonic Physique and the Underworld Poisonous Saint Physique, coupled with the ingestion of dragon essence—how powerful was his physical body? Could it be something an ordinary person like Zhao Shouqi could shake?

Zhou Quan was a businessman and extremely slick. When he sidled up to others, they couldn't very well refuse to give him face. After all, he was the grand general's wife's cousin-in-law; not giving him face meant not giving face to the grand general's wife. Therefore, appearances were still maintained.

His sharp, prominent eyebrows and bridge of the nose gave him plenty of handsome features without losing a sense of masculine vigor. His eyes and lips had been toned down by Yu Jinxiu with camouflage, so upon closer inspection, the features of this face were quite ordinary. Yet, no matter how ordinary the features, paired with her frosty and detached temperament, she could still pass for a cold and aloof young nobleman.

With no other choice, after Ouyang Wenliu's defeat, the Ouyang family had to pour all their resources into cultivating Ouyang Chengfeng.

The five of them had actually discussed this trip long ago, but never found the time. Either one person wasn't available, or someone else was resting today. Finally, when all five had free time, they set it for today.

The Seventh Princess also caught the implication in Bailang's words—he still had to be on duty patrolling and guarding the capital, and didn't want to take her along to play.

"Damn it!" Uncle Ma suddenly cursed, then pulled out a flashlight. This time, he shone it directly at Old Zhang, examining him even more meticulously than he had scanned me, sweeping up and down as if performing a 3D scan.

Wang Qian felt somewhat stiff and wanted to push her away, but with so many people around, doing so would make Qin Xuanyong extremely embarrassed. Therefore, he had no choice but to let her have her way.

"This matter only requires checking who handled it back then," He Qingwei said indifferently.

Basically, wherever there was a television signal, people were watching the performance Wang Qian was about to begin. It was simply countless tiers higher than the performances of those unknown contestants just now.

A fierce beast's level cannot exceed its master's level. With Xinglan at level 80, Feng Wuheng could not bring her along right now, especially during teleportation, which would be extremely troublesome without a pet space.

For some reason, after playing games all night, he did not feel the drowsiness and fatigue he used to experience; instead, he felt a unique sense of refreshment and vigor.

I hurriedly finished all this, paying no heed to my wounds, and picked up a candle in each hand. For some reason, after scattering that powder, it immediately began to billow thick smoke, and before long, it burned the entire candle section down like a torch. Fortunately, there were still over four inches of bamboo skewers at the bottom that had not caught fire, allowing them to be held by hand.

What if the listing attempt failed? The qualification requirements for the First Section of the Tokyo Stock Exchange were very high, and many large companies had queued for ten years without getting a spot. Akio Yanai did not have absolute certainty of success either. Therefore, he also had to leave himself a fallback option.

"There are many plants in the forest that are highly toxic and must not be touched. Look at that flower blooming so brilliantly, yet its surface is as clean as polished jade without a single insect bite mark. That is because it is inherently toxic and insects dare not approach it. A moment of carelessness will result in fatal poisoning," Qin Fei emphasized earnestly.

The monsters here had very high attack power, dealing around 200 points of damage to me with each hit, but that was nothing to my 4,000 health pool. Then, a system notification rang out.

Focus on oneself. Only with strength could one influence others and change the world. Zhang Chen could only tell himself this.