Chapter 35: She Found a Reason to Win

Lian Fei returned to the hideout at the mountaintop. After assuring her family that she was safe, she said she was going down the mountain and would not be back that evening.

Her father and mother did not ask any further questions. They merely told her, “Be careful.”

Ruoruo called out loudly, “Sister, could you bring me a little rabbit when you come back?”

Lian Fei nodded, smiling as she stuffed all the candy she had bought that day into the girl’s hands.

“Thank you, Sister!” Ruoruo happily accepted the sweets and turned to leave.

“Come on, come on, everyone, have a taste of this… Passionate Hawaii, our specialty dish, our specialty dish!” Left with no choice, Yang Chongyan began hawking it enthusiastically, taking the lead by reaching for a strip of cucumber.

Of the two people locked in combat, the “Uchiha Madara” facing them was not the real Uchiha Madara. Since the true body had already died, was the “Scythe Blade” really herself?

It was not that Ye Feng disliked it. Immortal essence and true essence were worlds apart. The concern was that his physical body might not be able to withstand it. The body was merely a vessel, and if what it contained exceeded its capacity, it would naturally burst apart.

I hurriedly turned to look in that direction, only to see that the entire battlefield had descended into utter chaos. Figures were fleeing and pursuing one another everywhere—monkeys, men in black, vampire bats, and, of course, officers from the Public Security Bureau and armed police.

Naturally, that had only been her joke. We could hardly refuse, so we quickly said, “Please supervise us. You’re welcome to supervise us at any time.”

On the third day, Qin Feng went alone to Luocheng. He intended to find a place to stay there first, then have Liu Jie and the others come over.

The four subordinates of Zhongli Ao struck decisively and moved with remarkable speed. Their coordination was extraordinarily practiced, as though they had rehearsed it many times before.

Qi Ning knew that if the Grandmaster who had appeared here today had been the Sword God, Beigong Liancheng, he might have already made his move.

“Then whom will you bite first? You’re not familiar with Masuo Commandery,” Elizabeth asked curiously, shifting her position as she reclined atop the head of the white python.

The two Water Ninjas who had been struck screamed as vapor rose from their bodies. Their flesh shriveled rapidly, soon becoming charred and grotesque, like mummies. They were clearly dead.

His handsome, resolute face was right before her, his eyes filled with tenderness. Guan Xin first felt a bitter ache in her chest, followed by a sudden flutter of emotion.

Killing intent surged in Mu Tian’s eyes. He slashed several times in rapid succession, and the sword auras severed both of his opponent’s arms. Mu Tian had no intention of letting him off so easily. Several more sword auras came crashing down, severing both of the man’s legs as well.

“I’ll go see how the Fire Immortal and the others are doing,” the Flower Fairy hurriedly said before rushing out.

He had carefully selected a piece of red jade of the finest icy variety. Its color was exceptionally pure, resembling a ball of flame.

As soon as Mu Ze hung up the phone, he waved down a car and climbed inside. Guan Xin, who had been watching, hurriedly caught hold of the door and climbed in as well.

She truly did not want anything more to do with those people, but that advertisement was now being repeatedly broadcast on giant screens throughout the plazas and shopping malls of City A, leaving her agitated and distracted. She should have kept a low profile at a time like this, yet things had turned out in such a way that she would probably become the focus of public attention within a few days.

Under Yun Changxin’s guidance, Lin Yiyue was becoming increasingly capable of controlling his prophetic gift. Applying it to feng shui, he was astonishingly accurate every time.

More than two-thirds of the combat personnel remained stationed along the borders and within the Dragon Realm Quadrant. The front lines could not be left without manpower for even a moment, while the rest had gathered in the “Mystic Realm.” The “Fist King,” Wei Qiang, had not originally needed to attend this conference, but he had voluntarily exchanged shifts and made the journey here specially.

The Summer Witch wore her hair loose. In the firelight, the skin of her face glowed red, while a flickering flame seemed to dance in her eyes.

Xinrou returned to the house and brought out another set of plain clothes. Since they were in the countryside, she could dress casually.