Chapter 47: Uh! Got a stolen kiss?

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Immediately afterward, the power of the Chaos Origin seemed to form some kind of connection with the starlight, becoming noticeably richer in color, changing from its former pale ocher to a deeper shade.

Twenty pounds may not sound heavy, but try swinging that much around as a weapon and hacking with it—heh, I salute you as a true warrior.

He ignored Zhao Hong completely, focusing all his attention on Nannan. Of course, he could not see her, but he could sense that icy, sinister presence.

That was why he had been so desperate to find Haruka Sakuraba, and why he had even toyed with her—a behavior hardly consistent with his usual style.

The horned dragon let out a mournful cry, and its eyes went instantly blind. The next moment, a fist struck it squarely in the face.

This was the map left behind by Yan Xiange. It appeared to be a map of the Demon Realm, but she did not know where it led.

Toshiharu Kawano’s expression was rather grim. He had never expected Haruka Sakuraba to use such a method to temporarily evade the matter of her debt.

Chiqi failed to dodge in time and was smashed straight into the ground, leaving a deep crater in the earth.

After noticing Zhao Feng’s panic, Shu Dan merely thought for a moment before decisively following him out.

Her son, Zeng Yu, was not only no fool—he was actually very clever, and the village’s sole university student in a hundred years.

Most of the players from Eternal Leather were between level forty and level seventy. Surrounded by seven or eight hundred super monsters, they had never witnessed anything like this. Cries of “Mom!” and “Dad!” erupted everywhere, and some were even frightened into unconsciousness.

Old Man Pei was unwilling to form a marriage alliance with the Zhao family either. If a marriage meant making enemies, how could the two families help each other in the future? The Zhao family were no saints, and breaking off the engagement would likely prove difficult as well.

“How did that person get through?” he wondered again. The person before him had already passed this trial, which meant he must possess some method of countering it. The question was whether it was his own ability or whether he had relied on some external aid, such as a special Saint Emperor weapon.

Fang Li remembered that he still had to work with Pei Qin and Shen Songming to make a fortune. Waving his hands, he said, “Fine, fine! I won’t say another word. Pick a big one!” Then he turned and walked away.

Homura Akemi, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines, stared at Ying Luo’s retreating figure with deep wariness. She pressed a hand to her faintly aching stomach, where Ying Luo had struck her brutally. Even with all her battlefield experience, she had been utterly incapable of fighting back. Just what was the origin of this transfer student who should never have appeared?

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Shen Songming looked at her hands, carried the hot water to the cell door, and told the two women to apply medicine and change their clothes first. Then he stepped aside to give them privacy.

When the meal was ready, Pei Qin’s appetite stirred. She picked up a piece with her chopsticks and had barely put it into her mouth when her stomach began to churn. She frowned and forced herself to swallow it, only to start retching at once.

Beside Fu Liuyin sat another bowl. She picked it up and hurled it over. It landed in front of Mu Chengjun and shattered.

Gradually, fewer and fewer people issued challenges, and the rankings of the thousand contestants were nearly fixed. Yet the hundred-day deadline had not arrived.

But Hilda’s warning made her hesitate. If it brought about an even greater Abyssal invasion, she herself was not afraid to fight to the death—but this world would be utterly finished. After all, a mere fragment of the Abyss had already driven the world to the brink of destruction. If an even larger mass appeared, the ending would certainly be “heartwarming.”

Luo Qishan did not contradict him, but she had already made her own judgments and plans regarding these matters. Whatever happened, in this particular affair, she ought to thank Lan Zehui. As for whether she would continue associating with him or remain friends in the future, she would not think about that for now.

“My true form will naturally be found. But does the Fourth Prince not think that I am giving you an opportunity?” His emotions remained unchanged as the final word fell softly. Without the slightest warning, a palm struck Bei Jingzhao’s knee from across the air.

“I have a feeling they’ll definitely find her this time. Luoluo, tell me about An Nuo. You should know her fairly well, shouldn’t you?” Lin Xiyao said calmly.

Such astonishing strength would have been nearly impossible even for a robust young man, let alone for a man approaching sixty.

Still, it had nothing to do with him. He glanced at the middle-aged man named Gu and the director surnamed Yin, who were still whispering together. The two unfortunate men seemed not to realize that Lin Ling was deliberately delaying matters in order to complete the meal-service assignment.

When the people of the various races learned that the troops had come from the Eastern Qing Empire, they were filled with righteous indignation and scrambled to go out and avenge the humiliation of years past. In the end, Feng Zhuo managed to restrain them, preventing them from rushing out and acting on impulse.

Zhou Zheng summoned every ounce of his strength and began playing the tragic victim. His performance was extraordinarily convincing—perhaps a little too convincing.

Lu Xueyan’s illness had been cured. To express his gratitude, Wang Tianqiao planned to invite Lin Qi and Zhuang Qiang to dinner.

Meanwhile, on Xiao Yang’s side, ever since Mu Hanxue had finished drinking the red wine, he had noticed that her reaction seemed to have become somewhat unusual.

Galina’s pupils contracted. She knew her opponent had begun fighting in earnest. As her figure retreated rapidly, countless flakes of windblown snow transformed into ice blades and swept toward her, enclosing her like a tornado.

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By this point, if Shangguan Shi still did not understand what was happening, then he truly would have lived these many decades in vain.

Before Zhou Ci, she seemed to exist and not exist at once, like air itself. When he was happy, he would humor her a little; when he was unhappy, he simply forgot her.

Zhang Guozheng, by contrast, remained far calmer. After all, the old man was experienced and well informed. He knew that something must have happened today, otherwise Mao Jiao would never have dared to come charging in and order the arrest of both father and son.

The Agile Battle Boots perfectly made up for the shortcomings of the Angel Wings. With them, he no longer needed to use the Angel Wings whenever he encountered slightly complicated terrain.

Just as he stood there, shocked and puzzled, he suddenly heard the door of a stone chamber opening inside. Immediately afterward came the sound of footsteps.

As for Penglai Island, that was an island of immortals. Would immortals really come and compete with mortals for a tiny plot of land?

If the Technomartial Legion was suited to large-scale annihilation strikes, then the Armored Legion had been created specifically for extreme individual combat.

Three hours later, the seven of them had finished gathering all the medicinal herbs in the entire field. Apart from herbs less than ten thousand years old, they had stripped the place bare.

“Have you forgotten? Joseph went to the Southern Seas once before, didn’t he? I seem to recall that, in his struggle over a heavenly treasure, he slaughtered several villages until not a single person remained.” The red-robed cardinal’s voice carried a hint of sarcasm.

But if the Skyflying Centipede truly attacked Xiao Di’s residence, then no matter what condition he had recovered to, he would be forced to fight it.

Madman had only returned from Yanjing at noon today. Wild Dog had remained there to observe the situation, while he had come back merely to report the information he had gathered over the past few days.

Later, while clearing up the scene, Gou Zhu stripped all of them naked and dragged them into the rushing stream, allowing the current to carry them away. By the light of the moon, he had seen the faces of all four men. Of them, the withered old face had left the deepest impression on him.

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