Chapter 50

Moreover, because the distance between the two mountains was too great, the power of a sniper rifle would inevitably be greatly reduced, making it extremely difficult to hit the target.

As time quietly passed, the expressions of the onlookers, Zijin Long and Feng Feifei, both grew solemn.

Lin Chuan completely ignored his nonsense, directly sending him back to the police station and handing him over to Officer Li, before hurrying towards Xiguan Town alongside Luo Guoqing without a moment's rest.

The two sides engaged in a fierce battle once again. However, this intense clash still failed to bring any sense of relief to Fang Yuan. On the contrary, Fang Yuan felt excruciating pain; every deep thrust from Lin Chuan pushed her to the brink of death.

At this moment, Lisa spoke up, asking, "Do I look good?" As she spoke, Lisa even spun around to match her words. While Lisa was speaking, Li Junhao noticed that not only had Lisa's image become more attractive, but her voice had also shed that synthesized robotic tone, sounding much closer to natural human speech.

Lin felt a sense of embarrassment and self-deprecation. Sure enough, people at different levels had completely different mindsets. Having played games for so many years, he still had no way to comprehend the consumption philosophy of the wealthy bosses.

Seeing the change in Liu Ji's expression, Old Man Lü's lips curved upward into a smile as well. Their gazes met, and they unexpectedly revealed tacit, knowing expressions at the exact same time.

The Northeast Tiger was dressed in a black Versace suit, draped with a long cloak on the outside, looking utterly imposing and dominant. He raised his head to glance at the top floor of the Blue and White Porcelain building, where a massive neon sign covered an area of more than ten square meters. In the deep midnight sky, this neon sign glowed with a dazzling, brilliant red light.

Thinking of this, Song Ming suddenly came up with a brilliant idea: to strike by surprise and take his life.

However, driven by that mysterious secret technique, the medicinal elixir exerted twelve times its potency, propelling him directly into the crimson tier in a single leap.

With others present and remaining completely motionless, showing no intention of communicating or moving around, she felt extremely distressed.

Those with formidable strength could see Xiao Bing staring blankly at a young woman; the woman kept talking, but Xiao Bing acted as if he could hear nothing at all.

The two of them rushed anxiously to the scene of their fierce battle, only to find nothing, and hurriedly searched the surrounding area.

Seven or eight rubber bands wrapped around a circular saw blade were stretched tight and hung on an upright iron rod. As long as the trigger was pulled, these sharpened circular saw blades would be launched by the rubber bands.

The scenery seen along the way was mostly similar, but the left slope showed numerous traces of combat. Judging from the depth of the marks, the people who fought were masters among masters.

Under such circumstances, to obtain information regarding the crystal, one had to find Bailing.

Luo Qiyu's series of complaints suddenly awakened Mo Chen; it hit him like a bolt from the blue, granting him a sudden and profound enlightenment.

He originally possessed intermediate Rakshasa strength. Having been enveloped by the eerie aura for nearly ten seconds, his strength had already broken through to the advanced Rakshasa level. As long as another surge of mighty power poured into his body, he would be able to break through to the supreme Great Consummation realm of Rakshasa.

Even with the effect of the anesthetic, he still felt some pain later on, especially when he walked through the gates of hell toward the end.

To be honest, consuming and refining just a quarter of it posed no hazards, and to play it safe, he should have tried half the dosage at this point.

"Under the vast heaven, distinction between the noble and the humble is the natural and proper order. High officials hold nobility and occupy the upper position, while low officials are lowly and placed in the lower position."

Now he could barely protect himself, living like a rat scurrying across the street, unable to show his face in public. Otherwise, he would be beheaded just like those criminals.

Although Lin Xiyan spoke with such detachment, she did not harbor the slightest greed to possess it. Glancing at Lin Yuyue's unmistakably eager expression, she hooked the corners of her lips.

Gu Hongdie closed her eyes, trying her best to ignore the insects crawling all over her body. She originally wanted to ask what this era was like, or whether she had become this way of her own accord, but she chose to keep her mouth shut to avoid angering others.

She recognized this man; he was none other than Liu Jiu, the leader of the Lone Wolf Mercenary Group whom she had encountered earlier.

She sat back down on the sofa and quietly stared at the doorway. Sure enough, not long after, the sound of the door opening echoed.

After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes, perhaps because the previous mutation had broken the realm's barrier.

Just as Lin Xiyan was lost in thought, the curtain of the inner market was lifted, and a pale green figure walked in, holding a sky-blue porcelain bowl. A rich medicinal fragrance drifted over, faintly carrying a hint of bitterness.

A strong sense of unwillingness supported her, causing her to suddenly open her heavy eyelids. The sudden brightness made her instinctively squint, and after slowly adapting, she quietly observed her surroundings.

Gu Chengqi dared to love and hate, possessed both drive and capability, and more importantly, she valued loyalty and friendship. Not a single person who followed her was not utterly devoted, which spoke volumes about her personal charisma.

As for Liu Mengyao, it came as no surprise that she was simply no match for him; all she could do was evade and defend, leaving no room to even think about counterattacking.

The four of them were not in a hurry, stopping and going along the way. They managed to harvest five or six pheasants and wild hares, and even Doudou ate and drank to its heart's content.

She almost cried out in shock—could her elusive master be a cultivator from that world of the Spirit Spring Baby?

Since the Crown Prince already knew how the late emperor had died, he held deep wariness toward the dark guards, forbidding their martial arts from being too high and disallowing any rebellious intentions.

Later on, after truly finding Gu Xuan'er, whenever the topic was brought up again, he became even more profound and inscrutable than before.

Shaoyi did not answer. With a wave of his long sleeves, the scattered dragon scales on the ground and the large patches of frozen blood were instantly swallowed by a deep blue flame of destruction.

In fact, because Ningjing seemed to have a background similar to his own, Du Mingxu wanted to avoid complications and did not plan to get too entangled with her.