Chapter 51: He Is Also a Blade

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Fearing that Xiao Muchen would suffer another nightmare and trigger a cold toxin outbreak, Murong Huan simply found a place to sleep in his room. This surprised Xiao Muchen, making him feel awkward yet somewhat pleased and helpless. This little junior sister was sometimes frighteningly clever, while at other times as pure and innocent as a blank sheet, utterly guileless. He truly wondered how their master had managed to train her into such a paradoxical character. After Murong Huan fell into a deep sleep, he covered her with a brocade quilt, intending to carry her to the bed... At this point, the talented young man could say no more; Ha Shunge’s mother was grateful that he had spoken his mind. Wurina gave the horse a gentle punch on its rump, and the horse resumed its pace. Before long, the two reached the roadside. Later, when Feng Moxian suddenly disappeared, many people sought to take over Fengmo Cave. However, the Medicine Farmer Immortal Emperor issued a warning: anyone who dared touch Fengmo Cave would be confronting him. Thus, though many had the intention, few dared to act. Therefore, at this moment, Liang Shengda was deeply hated by Ou Ze, who understood that insider information was only truly insider when known only to insiders; if the whole world knew, it would be a disgrace to his own reputation as the young master of Wanke. “The taste isn’t bad; if a few ice cubes were added, it would be even better,” Xiao Chen murmured. “Don’t worry, as soon as I received news of the issue from Black Fox Headquarters, I dispatched someone to destroy all the data. No one will discover anything. Since you agree with my suggestion, I’ll return to prepare. We’ll leave the country tonight,” said the plump man. Without waiting for a response, Xu Xuan pulled a large silver ingot from his sleeve and handed it to Hong Wen. Thinking of this, Xuanyuan smiled sadly; he never expected Jian Ran to self-destruct with his essence, his soul disappearing into ashes. Yet, Liu Yiyi’s mood did not ease despite Qin Tian’s teasing; seeing Qin Tian’s pale face, her worry deepened. After Qingyuan finished speaking, he turned away. Huan Xi hurriedly withdrew her spiritual energy—fortunately, he did not sense it. The two had a health difference of over two hundred thousand, and all of Zhang Xiaojian’s pills were on cooldown. It seemed he could only desperately buy time.

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Harnessing chakra to boost her speed, in an instant, Uzumaki Kushina closed in on Minato Namikaze. Chaos reigned, keeping the people of Hualing City on their toes. Fortunately, each was a formidable figure in their own right. After a brief moment of fluster, they began to lay out new strategies. As the two conversed, the car emerged from the forest path into a clearing—revealing a military base ahead. Suddenly, sounds of fighting and screams came from outside, all unmistakably the anguished cries of fishman pirates. “Oppa, we’ve captured another one, that makes three,” Park Ji-yeon exclaimed, proudly displaying a medal before Li Xianhao. Upon waking again, the first thing he saw were Feng Lihong’s reddened eyes. “Huh? Why are you crying?” he asked. Intelligence was a glaring flaw! Some people were simply born without it. Even if Blue Sky were to be reborn, he wouldn’t be a match for that person. Relying on past lives’ experience, she could at best guard against danger. When faced with threat, she resolved matters with her fists. “Scheming scoundrels,” Tian Mo finally saw through them; these people were so low that they kept goading Old Bai just to get a reaction. “If you dare do that, I will make you regret it deeply,” Luo Bin said with a grim expression. A streak of lightning struck the thick fog, the explosion shaking the arena. Smoke, inherently formless and intangible, was utterly dispelled by the electric strike. Seeing Tuoba Xuehai and Tang Yi both draw longbows, Fengyang Hui, the arena master of the Divine Wind Arena, was momentarily taken aback. “I knew Tuoba Xuehai’s weapon was a longbow. His bow is called the Golden Thunderbolt Bow, classified as mid-grade Sacred Spirit level, with considerable power.” If he was to be given some credit, he would barely qualify as young and handsome—counting only as half for the youthful part. Ye Xiyao was a diva, and the producer had worked with her before, so there was no resistance in her heart. At this moment, hearing Wu Xiqing offer eighty million spirit crystals, people thought that since Tang Yi refused to sell at fifty million spirit crystals, he should be willing at eighty million. Having some idea of his limits, though not fully satiated, he dared not eat more. He needed to maintain his “slim face” for a while longer. Lying in bed, he applied the purchased oil to his face and began a slimming massage.

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Yet now, from Li Changlin, she sensed a purity—a sunshine-like, immaculate aura. The Taoist reached out his hand, and my soul detached from my body; the sensation was strange and wonderful. The Taoist told me not to be afraid. Yuan Zhen also urged me to follow, and his words gave me courage, so I went along. Not to mention that the Snow Palace Lord and Xue Ying were downstairs; if they detected anything, it wouldn’t be good in broad daylight. I said the place could definitely accommodate us, though some dwellings would need to be built by yourselves. Is that acceptable? “I can help remove the poison from your bodies, but you must tell me the secret of the ice bed,” Xia Leng said. “Isn’t it obvious that the fat man is fat? Look at his huge belly—could there be another like him in the world?” The monk remained unconvinced. Fan Yun rubbed his eyes awake, finding himself in an unfamiliar room, heart jolting as he turned his head anxiously. Even Night Star was surprised by the situation, though it made things easier for him. Yet, even the slightest trace would be enough for Night Star to break the seal on the coffin. Such overwhelming pressure was terrifying; if the secret realm ring wasn’t crushed soon, his life would really be in danger. Da Wuhui was startled, recalling the defense membrane that entered her body after the Desert Young Emperor fell unconscious. Combining this with the old man’s words, she realized this membrane was likely not something as simple as Xiao Lingbing had described, but required a significant price to set up. At the time, Weiwei had no mind to ponder others’ intentions; she replied, “Those who should know, will know.” “I know, but I failed to capture or kill that Shadow Hunter just now, meaning other disciples will suffer his torment again. How can that not be my responsibility? It’s all because I hesitated and didn’t decide immediately,” Da Wuhui said, blaming herself.