Volume One, Chapter 42: If You Dare Betray Me, I Will Kill You

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"Junior brother, why does it listen to you so obediently?" Watching the Kirin Divine Steed follow them meekly outside, Jiang Rushuang couldn't help but voice her curiosity.

No one yet knew the secret of the Demon Refining Vessel. Although Xu Xiao felt his worries were unnecessary, the sense of tension lingered stubbornly.

Ran Jie, Qin Fei, and Cao Dalong were all present. The people here were fringe members recruited by the expedition team—various experts and staff.

Uchiha Obito's strength was clear to all. Even without the power of the Ten-Tails, he was a tremendously powerful ninja in his own right.

In a flash, more than ten Battle Kings appeared behind Xue Gang, fully armed, their aura locked onto the fighter jet before them.

Now things were better; since someone had decided to step forward, let others make their move. It would also give him a chance to see what made Lin Fan so extraordinary.

Jun Qingyue was different from before—she sprayed perfume and even took the opportunity to ask about its scent, leaving her fragrance on him.

He felt aggrieved, but seeing the squad leader's stern gaze, he could only lower his head and reluctantly seek help.

"Bring some top-quality medicine for Sun Wuxing as a token of gratitude for his visit," Shen Wanqian said, his tone tinged with helplessness.

This senior clansman was also a mid-level ninja. Even without assistance from the others, he should be able to handle the Mist Hidden Chunin on his own.

Natsuki hammered his left fist fiercely onto the frontal armor of the tank, unleashing a force exceeding fifty tons from a single point throughout the entire vehicle.

With his entire weight pressed onto the Blood Corpse, the stern face of the Oil Jar was only inches from its mouth. Despite the millennial stench emanating from within, the Oil Jar seemed entirely unbothered. He glanced at Natsuki, that look uncannily reminiscent of the one before.

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Yan Yi, who was on night duty, saw the signal and knew that Yu Jin had already left Weidu. He silently returned to the house to inform Hua Wu and Ah Xiu. The three departed quietly, vanishing without a trace.

Seeing this, Ding Changlin finally regained his composure and quickly said, "Director Peng, let's get out and take a look. Since we encountered this, we should deal with it."

Xuan Suling was startled by this idea, but then recalled the natural intimacy between Yan Yinuo and Young General Zhu. There was no hint of the awkwardness or shame associated with forbidden romances, nor any desire to avoid being discovered.

He said nothing further, his gaze catching a red mark on her wrist—likely from being caught in the elevator door moments ago.

Ji Yuyan looked dejected—was he really not even as important as those soap operas or cheap snacks?

Just then, his phone rang. Ding Changlin saw it was Lü Tiemei and remembered she had asked him to call back. He had forgotten because of Fifth Lotus's urging. With her present, Ding Changlin hesitated but answered the phone anyway.

Yu Jin knew Lotus Concubine was likely carrying out some plan. She couldn't defy the imperial order. Taking Zhenzhen and Bai Zhao, she retrieved the shawl gifted by Xuan Suling—a weapon in critical moments—and the three entered the palace.

As long as everyone was safe, nothing else mattered. As for rivals in love, they could stir no real trouble; there was no need to worry.

Chen Xinyi, after seeing him, led Lin Tian into her boudoir, letting him rest comfortably on the bed.

In order to capture the "Golden Spider," several provincial and municipal police departments were mobilized—not only all their elite officers but also a significant number of troops. Yet despite all the effort, not even the shadow of the "Golden Spider" had been seen.

Red and white splattered all over Wu Yi's head and face. Cradling the lifeless child in his arms, Wu Yi howled skyward, venting his anger and guilt.

The Kunlun Heavenly Light that Shui Yihan spoke of referred to the sword aura accumulated by the Kunlun Sect over thousands of years.

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With two fresh reinforcements joining, the pressure on the seven surrounded eased immediately, and before long, they had dispersed all the vengeful spirits.

"I'm willing, but I'm afraid my abilities aren't enough to manage such a large group," Gu Xiaoman replied, troubled.

Butler Fu was not one to shrink from trouble. Hearing Wu Yi's words, he merely frowned and said nothing more, only reminding Wu Yi to nurse his injuries well.

Qi Xinyue nodded. By now they were seated, and Su Xuan had boarded the plane. Coincidentally, Su Xuan's seat was between theirs, making it look as if he was being embraced by An Yue and Qi Xinyue on either side.

After Hua Sheng discovered all this, true energy flowed throughout his body, but his meridians below the waist seemed completely blocked, true energy entirely obstructed. Hua Sheng had once possessed twenty-four death points, so breaking through meridians was nothing new.

"Please wait, General. We'll prepare at once!" Upon learning Fang Ao was also in the team, their previously tough tone changed immediately. Cultivators from the National Special Bureau swiftly arrived to guide them.

Su Qi was not about to let him have his way. He abandoned his attack and dodged and weaved, avoiding the fierce punches.

Even in the worst case, his arrival had indeed resolved the crisis and even killed a special agent from the Maze Group.

The steward was beside himself with alarm. Seeing Ye Bai's calm expression, he couldn't help but ask.

After being doused with cold water, Li Yunchen stopped picking black gold, sighed lightly, and grumbled about his bad luck. Now, he could only accept his fate—falling into the hands of such terrifying people and losing his broken blade, he had no choice but to take things one step at a time.