Chapter 50: Suddenly Looking Back

Seeing Zhou Xiong’s impatience again, Sun Dog quickly added, “Commander Zhou, we’ve already found out—he’s been coming to the Wanhua Courtyard every night lately to gamble and visit the brothels. We just need to wait for him tonight.”

Zhou Xiong cursed, “You bunch of useless dogs, you planned this out long ago, didn’t you? Do your work properly today, and tonight I’ll settle this for you!”

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Moreover, Mu Xueying’s steady gaze and the murderous intent lurking deep in her eyes made it clear that she was no gentle soul.

So, I never imagined that she too would be a part of Li Xiachan’s scheme against me.

The secret of the Northern Dipper Divine Coffin lies with this man, with the Sea God of the Western Sea.

As the president spoke those last words, his tone was exceedingly harsh, as if he had completely lost patience.

Lu Xuanxin was furious, his anger rising and intensifying. The blank, feigned ignorance on his face took on a sinister chill that sent a cold shiver through me.

“Let’s go, big brother!” Er Hu plopped himself into the passenger seat, his face blooming with laughter, his cunning eyes narrowed into slits of mischief.

Long Luo said, “That may be true, but it’s never easy to shake off a bad impression. Perhaps it’s as they say—a single rat can spoil a whole pot of soup.”

Qian Duoduo, carrying out Lu Xuan’s “edict,” arrived at his cheap rental, saw Ergouzi, Zhuzi, and Wen Madman, conveyed Lu Xuan’s intentions, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, in the center of Tianshui City, a red-haired youth appeared at the teleportation array.

The leader among the Silver Angels boasted loudly, bursting out in laughter, and the other seven Silver Angels followed suit, laughing uncontrollably.

That evening, Jiang Zuping, the lecher, grabbed Gu Bao’er’s leg several times. Bailu held back for a long time, barely restraining herself from giving Jiang Zuping a couple of resounding slaps.

As a martial arts master renowned throughout the land, Sun Wufan’s name was known far and wide—even Oolong, a conman who could only frighten villagers, had heard of his reputation.

Gu Anxi felt chilled from head to toe, deeply uncomfortable. Her eyes seemed capable of killing, of devouring. She was terrifying; the quietness in her demeanor only made her more frightening.

At that moment, the faded sword light slashed into the black-green vortex, erupting in a fierce, blazing sound; finally, the sword light vanished entirely within the vortex.

Yue Chu was unconcerned about these matters, yet felt a bit guilty, since it was her fault the other two had been caught up in this.

Nie Jiajia came over carrying her camera, with no makeup on her face, only sweat. But Nie Jiajia’s skin was good, and her natural beauty shone through.

Being a servant is a thankless job; you must always watch the master’s mood. Even the slightly higher-ranked servants acted superior and could scold others at any time.

When the Tianfeng Mercenary Team reached the spot where the giant ogre had died, anguished cries of ogres echoed from behind. Compared to our battle, these cries now carried a sense of helplessness and terror.

Yet, aside from the fact that the cavalry skeleton no longer moved, its skeletal horse also lay motionless in the pit.

Especially after that incident—when Qin Muyun held her protectively as they rolled down, when he gave her the ring—every barrier she had was completely dropped. Nothing else mattered to her.

Before the words were finished, the struggling Star Realm Demon Sunflower suddenly sprayed a stream of purple slime toward her, filling the underground space with a nauseating, sour stench.

When Ningxia was on the stairs, she could still sense the dim light, but upstairs on the second floor, there was none at all. It was pitch-black, as thick as midnight. Clearly, this wasn’t because the night was deep, but because the owner had deliberately blocked all windows and any crack that could let in light, turning the room into a darkness as dense as night itself.