097 When a Six-Year-Old with Autism Encounters the Bloodletting Netherworld Deck

PS: An extra chapter has been added for the first helm master fan of this book, "Fu Hefan."

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"Next, I activate the magic card 'Ace Holy Grail.'"

This card was not unfamiliar to Dark Malik. Although he had always been suppressed, it didn't mean he couldn't observe everything happening outside through the eyes of the Surface Malik.

"On the front side, I draw two cards... Because of the effect of the continuous magic 'Alchemical Cauldron - Chaos Refinement,' from this moment forward, I..."

After finishing her evening meal, Murong Qingran practiced throwing darts in the courtyard. Suddenly, her arm shifted direction, and the dart flew backward. With a clang, it was knocked to the ground by the edge of a sword.

Magic at the seventh tier was already considered quite precious, so it wasn't easy to obtain. Of course, with enough money, it could be bought, so Zhang Tian wanted to ask for one or two to study in advance.

The masters of Tianlong Temple, Jade Tiger Temple, and Jade Nanzi joined hands, pushing out a wave of golden Vajra energy that dispersed the poisonous mist. Looking ahead, they saw Lonely Changhen had retreated fifty or sixty steps and was about to vanish into the Blackwood Forest.

Ten years later, in the space-time of Sichuan, White Cloud City, Jiang Feng stepped out and headed toward Shangjing City. It was time to meet Academician Yu Min in this era.

Whether economically or otherwise, this place was exceptionally prosperous, especially the airport—each day's passenger flow exceeded anything imaginable.

What of night raids? What of surprise troops? What of mastery in close combat? What of facing death with resolve?

Xiao Jian withdrew his left arm, gently blocking Shangguan Yun's hands, then turned and struck at Shangguan Yun's side chest with his right palm. Xiao Di, just at Shangguan Yun's right, punched at his right shoulder, while Xiao Zan at this moment also aimed a palm strike at Shangguan Yun's head.

Yet as soon as he finished speaking, everyone present was shocked, especially Gao Chunyu. Such an incredible opportunity, to simply refuse it—he truly wished to tell Dilan Lu that if others didn't want it, he would gladly accept.

Not long after, amid tremendous cheers, a pile of items was carried onto the auction stage, every gaze burning with excitement.

Ruoli was unusually proactive, agreeing as she tried to help Hengzhi up from the ground.

At the very heart of the Forest of Ten Thousand Poisons, a low growl echoed, while thick black mist enveloped the surroundings.

The Shangguan family stood at the pinnacle of the magical city's family power pyramid. Both their heritage and the strength of their younger generation were extraordinary.

If not for survival, Ying Weiwei would never have offered her own body to another evil soul at the very brink of death on the Thousand Steps.

The Underworld was immense, with countless experts, deep foundations, and far-reaching influence. Without someone of sufficient significance backing you, it was impossible to establish or develop to such heights. If not Prince Rui, then who?

Moreover, she had no idea why the Mountain God appeared. She was simply dazing off, and suddenly, inexplicably, a Mountain God came to her aid.

The BMW, its fuel tank ignited, exploded. The blast shattered the windows of the cars nearby.

Even ten thousand years ago, two lovers were never truly united—no wedding, no witnesses. The Ruoli of today is indeed the former Ruoli, but she has yet to regain her memory.

After speaking, Albert turned and left, gesturing to Razor and the other two mercenaries to withdraw from the primeval jungle, giving Luo Sheng no chance to question or object.

"Grandfather! Biyao is innocent—she knows nothing!" I hurried to defend Jin Biyao.

For Juesi Jueming, as the descendant of players, both Luo Feng and Flying Mouse found the meaning profound.

Su Gu thought, at worst, he’d take advantage in words, though the meaning of “taking advantage” here was somewhat different from the usual sense.

Su Heng left the Jade Pool Immortal Mountain and found the area already crowded. There were martial artists and civilians alike, but the air was thick with a steely, murderous intent, which Su Heng felt clearly.