Chapter 52: Luxury Sightseeing Train (3)
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Within the livestream frame, a girl with a cold, austere air walked down the train corridor.
Her brow had remained furrowed the entire time. With every step she took, the concentration of malice—like mercury vapor—rose exponentially.
It was too elusive. Where exactly was it coming from?
The bottom of the lake? The tracks? Or a subspace?
Su Ninglong’s thoughts raced. With her many years of experience, malice of this magnitude could only have been produced by mass death occurring in this place.
The vast lake was a strange pinkish purple.
Under such circumstances, storming into the city was clearly no simple matter. One might even call it utterly insane.
“I don’t drink, thank you.” Xiang Hao smiled. In a situation like this, agreeing would be tantamount to throwing his life away.
The man gave a mocking laugh. Though he was currently clinging to life, he was not something that just any object could stop.
There were countless people praying for their families’ safety. But some petitioners had several relatives—sometimes more than a dozen. How could Old Zhu and the other four possibly help them all?
Liu Yong shook his head, suppressing the urge to have Cao Yuan detained immediately. There was indeed something wrong with Cao Yuan’s identity, but the time was not yet right. Otherwise, Cao Cao might be provoked into attacking Jingzhou ahead of schedule, which would be highly disadvantageous to him. For now, Cao Yuan could not be touched.
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Yun Ting looked at Xia Liuhui and found that he was in the same state. The two stared at each other face-to-face, each wearing an expression of uncertainty and alarm.
Not far away, Si Yu and the others, who had left in indignation, heard the commotion and turned to look back from a distance.
Sensing that there was nothing beneath the profound ice, the future warrior could not contain his delight and began shouting to everyone around him.
Feeling that the other man’s attack carried twice the force of the previous one, Xiao Feng could not help showing a trace of surprise in his eyes.
Boom!
A thousand-meter-high wave erupted across the sea in an instant, and the surface shook violently. Every creature in the water fled in terror.
“What did my mother say about me? I haven’t done anything embarrassing.” Liu Yifei asked in confusion.
After finishing his conversation with his son, Chu Yue went to look for Ni Tao, hoping to find out whether the other man had anyone in Hangzhou’s underworld. But Ni Tao still had not replied by afternoon, so there was probably no one. Chu Yue finally relaxed. He could play his games when it was time to play; as for anything else, there was no need to dwell on it.
After hearing the gunshot, Zheng Xudong rolled over and slid more than a meter across the ground. The bullet struck the spot where he had been lying moments before. In fact, he had already been about to turn over, and the bullet had come almost simultaneously. Had he not moved, it would certainly have struck him in the chest.
All the members of the Holy Spirit Tribe looked down contemptuously upon the army of the Ghost God Tribe, lofty and imperious.
“Do you know who I am? How dare you boast so shamelessly!” Chen Dong laughed instead of growing angry, feeling that he had just heard the funniest joke in the world.
He Jin looked at Li Gengyun with an utterly innocent expression, then cast Lin Wanyu a pleading glance, hoping she would say a few words on his behalf.
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The first few people to rush over plunged directly into eternal darkness before they had time to react.
The suction swept over them like a violent gale. Among Chimu’s junior disciples, those of lesser strength immediately lost their footing, showing signs of being dragged into the belly of the serpent spawn. There, they would be refined, their vital essence devoured, and their blood and energy turned into nourishment for the creature.
Chen Guangrui’s divine sense witnessed the scene, and his heart tightened with surprise. The eight Divine Kings of the Holy Spirit Tribe were indeed outrageously powerful.
“Dad, I’ve never felt so miserable, so empty. I think this must be what heartbreak feels like.” Ye Liaosha’s voice trembled.
“Director Wei, begin making preparations in advance. Make a list of whatever you need, and I’ll take care of it,” Chen Ning instructed.
“Next, I’ll teach you some techniques, weapons, and everything else you ought to know,” Liu Mengyao continued.
“Tch.” Xia Mengyou gave a disdainful laugh, then turned around and raised her head. Her gaze was directed at the ceiling.
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