Mushroom (15)

No matter how boundless its abilities were, the black mist could do nothing against its predicament and was forced to become a prisoner.

"The Scroll of Ten Thousand Curses?!" Lu Tianyu was startled. In the prison of the Overlord Society, the person who claimed to be the master of the guild leader had also mentioned the Scroll of Ten Thousand Curses.

Although Baxia's entire body was composed of magma, a mocking chuckle still emanated from within its torso.

Centered on the Demon General's feet, the ground shuddered violently. Dust flew into the air, and cracks spread outward.

This discovery felt to her like a bolt from the blue, and she dared not imagine what on earth had happened.

Liu Mu'er continued to counterattack with Mirror Reflection Magic, but Hua Lianlian shifted her position once again, and a third ranged slash arrived. Liu Mu'er was greatly alarmed; if she used Mirror Reflection Magic to counter this sword strike as well, and Hua Lianlian followed up with yet another, she would have no way to dodge at all.

Just as Miekong was plotting how to disrupt Elder Sang's plan, Sun Yan was completely oblivious, satisfying his hunger in the restaurant. Unbothered by the noisy atmosphere of the first-floor lobby, even the food tasted much better.

Although both of them were now unencumbered and without strong attachments, they still had their own private matters to attend to. Once they completed his mission, the two could pursue their own wishes. Afterwards, Xiao Tie also gave them a choice: they could regain their freedom and choose their future paths on their own.

That was a human voice, mixed with pain, fear, terror, and a hint of supplication.

"You... what are you doing?!" Yecura wore a look of utter astonishment. This script was the complete opposite of what she had been told.

Yet, if that were truly the case, why didn't the other party bring her inside the Black Water Restaurant and exchange her prize right then and there?

The owner of that flash of light immediately retreated, but Huo Ming's movements at that moment were extremely swift. With a single turn, he unleashed a palm strike, hitting that figure directly.

Because dying inside the Villain's Valley meant the automatic default of dropping one's best piece of equipment.

At this, Chu Feng merely looked on coldly. Having experienced life and death countless times, he was already able to face such situations with equanimity. Besides, they were all ambitious and ruthless individuals; only by annihilating them all could Chu Feng feel the anger in his heart subside.

The fox demon let out a chuckled laugh, its pitch-black pupils radiating an eerie gaze. This bizarre light caused the temperature in the room to drop by several degrees, making Prime Minister Zhou and Imperial Physician Zhou break out in goosebumps and feel a numbness down their spines—the terror of being locked onto by a powerful beast, filling them with extreme fear.

"Senior Brother Sun, offense!" Lü Feng cupped his fists in a salute. Using his own senior brother to test his moves still made him feel a bit embarrassed, but after all, on the arena stage, such things didn't matter.

"Haha!" Ignoring everyone's emotional reactions, Li Yan burst into wild laughter and charged straight into the midst of the fifteen Emperor's Guards. Fist shadows filled the air, and fighting all fifteen Emperor's Guards single-handedly, he not only held his ground completely but even faintly had the upper hand.

Without the slightest hesitation, a soul seal appeared at the center of Qin Yu's brow and was driven into the body of the man in the black robe.

As soon as he stepped through the door, Chu Feng felt that the atmosphere here was somewhat different. The soldiers operating the warships were all brimming with excitement.

In this lifetime, to establish an Eternal Dragon Kingdom, he could not simply rely on brute force to suppress the dragon race as he had in his previous life.

"Someone, take the guest to the back hall to have something to eat, and let him rest for the night before continuing the journey." Since they said visitors were guests, and they had come, she as the host couldn't just throw them out—she would let them scram tomorrow instead.

Everyone lined up in order. Lacking absolute confidence, Lin Chen went to the very back of the line and began to observe carefully.

And he rarely looked at Shen Miaoqian with such an approving gaze, causing Shen Miaoqian to feel a tinge of pride as she flushed and gently leaned against his shoulder.

She felt that she needed therapy, but this lousy place didn't even have a psychologist, leaving her clueless about how to heal herself.

Faced with the King of Borong's first question, Ying Kang was momentarily stunned. What did he mean by asking this?

Setting aside whether you, Guo Shifu, possessed the capability to be a high minister, let us first examine whether you possessed the moral character to be one.

Ying Kang knew that this Qishan earthquake was no trifling matter; it was a major contributing factor to the end of the Western Zhou dynasty. When that dynasty ended, how many refugees were left wandering about?

"It seems you have no idea? So useless, what use do I have for you?!" Nalan Ruoruo threatened to ruin the Magic Mirror's appearance over a minor disagreement, scaring the mirror into howling and squealing until it hurriedly told Nalan Ruoruo all six horse-racing bets for the upcoming matches.

Nalan Ruoruo pulled out her phone, tapped into the forum to take a look, and then wore an expression that asked whether Luo Weiliang had lost her mind. "Wasn't it you who wanted to go to the bar yesterday? Why are you saying it was me?"

She closed her eyes, her expression looking extremely weary and desolate, her slender eyelashes casting thick, heavy shadows beneath her eye sockets.

Early in the morning, Su Yi opened his eyes looking full of vigor. Just as he was about to step outside, he was intercepted by Wang Lei, who had been waiting outside the whole time.

Of course, the empire also perceived this change and formed its own specialized hit squads to hunt down and suppress the assassinations and harassment activities of the Wowonu.

Yin Feng had always been clear about gratitude and grudges. At this stage, after his state of mind became complete and lucid, this trait became even more pronounced. A lucid state of mind not only kept his Dao heart flawless and his cultivation beliefs optimistic and positive, but it also made his emotions purer.

Pausing briefly, Yin Feng carefully memorized the runes on the stone door, then used his old method to leave this place.

Geng Ziqing waved at the crowd with a radiant, utterly bureaucratic air, then shook hands and exchanged pleasantries with several major leaders of the municipal bureau in succession. Afterwards, guided by Zhao Tianze, he headed to the second-floor meeting room.

At this point, Niu Geng's eyes reddened slightly. Perhaps out of resentment toward the unfairness of fate, or perhaps to vent the hardships he had suffered in the past, crystal-clear teardrops quietly slipped down.

"Don't kill me, I am the city lord's son. If you kill me, tomorrow you will become wanted criminals nationwide." Realizing the situation, Zhang Wutian begged for mercy.

Liang Chen suddenly smiled again: "Winning eighty million out of nowhere is like pie falling from the sky; we should be happy. Besides, this eighty million has an even greater use!" Saying this, Liang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled mysteriously.

Jin Changyong forced himself into a squatting position, looking at Zhao Guo who had fallen into unconsciousness, and revealed a grim smile.

"Ha, that's great! Thank you, Ling!" This expression of gratitude was identical to the one from her previous life. Only, Bai Yi hadn't expected that persuading him this time would be so easy.