50: Chapter 50: The cunning duo of one man and one mosquito, are they about to stalk the prey again?

"That old gentleman and this butterfly must share a karmic bond; I only wonder how the butterfly will repay the life-saving grace of today in the future?" I felt a sense of kinship with him, so I deliberately made small talk.

Ning Feng nodded. After all, this relied entirely on luck. If one chose a poor skill, then there was nothing to do but regret it.

Because they believed in Naruto; most of the members owed their second lives to him. Without Naruto, they would have perished long ago. It was Naruto who granted them rebirth and bestowed upon them glory; even if it meant sacrificing a little time, they would not hesitate.

The three of them walked into a teahouse, and no sooner had they sat down than they were drawn to the conversation of a group at a nearby table.

This phantom of a spirit beast with a pig's face and a turtle's body had barely crawled out of Mo Duo's protective shroud of black light and white mist when a holy radiance flashed across its entire body, and it lunged straight at the approaching Sun Fengzhao.

Before arriving, he had no intention of clashing with the scarred man. He had assumed that as long as he could stall for a while until Liu Mo'er's reinforcements arrived, the situation would naturally resolve itself.

"A fine performance. You knew there were so many capable people present, so you felt secure in the knowledge that no one would dare shoot at you." Tie Xiang thought this with a sinister edge, but due to his overwhelming panic, he found himself unable to speak.

Because regardless of the patent, when applying, one must provide a general technical concept or technical documentation; otherwise, if one could apply based on empty words alone, there would be no need for patent laws to be upheld.

Before coming here, he had learned from Tang Xiu's subordinates that they had encountered trouble here, and that many had died.

If she were to find out that even someone with Leng Youhan's abilities could barely avoid a fatal predicament, do you think she wouldn't lose her mind and go mad?

Su Pei'an and Bai Zhi, who were waiting outside, exchanged glances, wondering why the Emperor was laughing so happily inside, and why the Empress was screaming.

For Lin Feng to reach the mid-stage of the Qi Gathering Realm at sixteen was already impressive, but to be able to rival him—a cultivator at the early stage of the Spirit Connecting Realm—with only mid-stage Qi Gathering strength was nothing short of heaven-defying. If he was still holding back, then this youth before him was not human at all; even the word "monster" would be insufficient to describe him.

He looked quite ordinary and honest, which inexplicably reminded Chen Changsheng of the farmers from before he transmigrated, though he seemed a bit nervous as he spoke.

Yan Fang had only spoken out of caution, and his words held no true malice; it was merely that after all the turmoil, he was now in a state of absolute safety, surrounded by people protecting him with care, which washed over his weary emotions.

The surrounding cities also held a modicum of influence, so the school didn't really rank itself, but in terms of comparison, the school simply produced a greater number of talented individuals.

A luxury car in an understated color drove onto campus. Even though they had tried to be as inconspicuous as possible, the emblem on the front of the luxury car still caused passing students to turn their heads, and some even pulled out their phones to start taking pictures.

Changing into a short dress, she gathered her wavy hair into a bun, picked up her bag, and walked out the door.

As for the trapping formation, just as the Yin snake formed by the black silk threads struck the barrier and shattered three layers of it in succession, another invisible barrier appeared outside.

Under Lu Yinuo's personal supervision, Chen Zihan finally saw his incredibly handsome reflection in the mirror.

I stared coldly ahead as my consciousness gradually cleared. Bastards—they actually smeared poison on the steering wheel. It seems my movements have been discovered. If not for my prior training in toxin resistance, I would likely have been taken down by now.

And I had indeed been displaying too much strength lately; I suspect many people have already grown wary of me. Especially my eldest brother, the Crown Prince Li Chengqian.

They were bowing in worship toward the Commander's Mansion, where a golden divine dragon writhed, letting out low groans and roars.

Especially those soldiers who had carried out missions alongside members of the Fierce Tiger Special Forces found it even more unbelievable.

A burst of fire erupted from the spear tip, and a ball of flames lunged toward the thousands of ancient swords. Combined with the surging sword intent, the ancient swords vanished in an instant, leaving only the "pierce" sword technique behind.

Of course, there remained one slim chance, but since the founding of Wangyue City, only one person had ever achieved it.

Looking at this completely different world, Lin Shuiyao's eyes were filled with curiosity. She was particularly astonished by Xu Fan's current attire, and the fact that his long, ink-black hair had been cut short made her feel a bit awkward.

Wu Yuanzhong had never imagined that the teacher he had apprenticed under was actually the Grand Marshal of the Yan Kingdom, and also Li Tai's mentor. He had somehow, in his confusion, become Li Tai's fellow apprentice.

Upon hearing this, he smiled again, revealing his clean, beautiful teeth, his eyes sparkling—perfectly embodying the lyric, "A sudden smile, like an immortal descended to the mortal realm." He gentlemanly took off his gray suit jacket and draped it over my shoulders; the warmth of the garment from his body made me feel exceptionally good.

The discussion finally concluded, and he turned and walked toward Luo Tian. Despite Wu Da's rough and sturdy appearance, he was actually quite meticulous; he had already thought of several points of confusion.

Consequently, Zeng Zhiqiang and Xie Lingsheng followed Han Chong to the fourth arena, while Hao Ke Yue'er and Tao Ming accompanied Long Yi to the sixth arena, leaving Liao Xin'er and Duanmu Rong'er behind, still watching with worry as Tao Hong carried Chen Wei away.

Only after the members of the Dragon Blood Tyrant clan had completely departed did the three of them—Fang Shen and his companions—reveal themselves and give chase in the direction of Lan Feng.

"Squeak." Suddenly, it felt as if its mental energy had been struck by something; it stalled for an instant before darting off into the distance.

Although it was the master of the Forbidden Yuan Tree Vine, Lan Shan was also its master; in the final analysis, all of its possessions belonged to Lan Shan.

The Regeneration Pill was truly a miraculous medicine, capable of rapidly regenerating damaged bodily tissues. Not long after I took it, the wounds all over my body healed, and I stopped bleeding.

"Come, come inside; let me take a look. At your age, you should be losing your baby teeth." Dr. Lin led Qing Bao toward the room where he treated patients.

Thus, Qiluo and I sat cross-legged in mid-air, extending our palms and soles to press against each other, before we gazed into one another's eyes.

Now, with Zeng Yun leading the way, the guards who had initially blocked the path hurriedly stepped aside to welcome Ling Changfeng and Zeng Yun inside.

"You looking for a beating, huh? I guess I need to set you straight again, don't I?" The tone lacked even a hint of joy; instead, it was laced with a damn bit of resentment. Perhaps in this world, Xu Tian was the only one who dared to speak to Zhang Cong like that.