Chapter 48 (Second Update)

"This..." Rose was instantly at a loss for words. What did he mean by how many possibilities? It was a hundred percent guaranteed to succeed.

She was dressed in a sexy outfit. Even as Long Mobai used a handkerchief to wipe the spilled beer from her face, she did not look disheveled at all.

He spoke so naturally, and smiled so naturally, as if the deliberate avoidance and coldness of the past few days had never happened.

Seeing this, the three men behind Zhou Yao immediately prepared to draw their guns. Every branch of the Dixiong gang had a few firearms, and a gang war was about to break out. Fortunately, at that moment, Ge Feng let out a loud roar.

Ever since learning about the situation of the Absolute-Killing Grass, Su Ranhua never mentioned returning to the Qingyuan Dynasty again. Instead, she settled down comfortably in the Second Prince's residence of Wtuo. Every day, she had good food and fine drinks served to her by attendants, living a very cozy life.

There had truly been too many crazy things happening these days, and it was also the first time Li Xiao had been brought into the police station. Actually, he didn't have to resort to this; he could have found an opportunity to assassinate Ge Feng secretly instead of making such a sensational commotion across the city today.

Wearing a tracksuit, very long hair, and a pair of rather large black-rimmed glasses in a place like a bar, she looked utterly otherworldly.

"Qinghan, I know you care about me the most. You won't send me back to Zuolinfan to be bullied by him again, right? Zuolinfan is the biggest villain in the world; whenever he sees me, he only thinks of ways to torture me. I'm afraid of returning to the days of the past. You'll help me, won't you?" Daixiao pleaded earnestly.

Without even looking, he accurately pressed the spot on Shuchi's lower back that hurt the most—or perhaps, it might have been an acupoint.

The commission for these three points had been agreed upon beforehand. Since they were all brothers of the same family, there was no need to be polite. Weighing the banknotes in his hand, the sensation of holding crisp, genuine currency in the palm of one's hand was truly marvelous.

"Xu Yao! Even the heavens are helping me. This time, you're dead for sure!" Xu Qingcheng laughed happily. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought she was the one who had gone mad! However, she truly was not normal.

Chufeng drove all the way straight to the Nanshan suburb of Jiangnan, the exact address provided by Black Tiger.

This was why the French did not keep pushing into the Holy Roman Empire; they were utterly obsessed with meddling in the affairs of the Italian region. Spain, Austria, France, and other surrounding major powers had all briefly occupied Italian territory, only to be driven out shortly after by the freedom-loving Italian populace.

Fu Pan was initially puzzled as to how she knew he liked Xu Yao. But then, witnessing the scene just moments ago, the rage in his heart burned fiercely, and his face sank to the lowest depths.

After a long while, Fu Pan walked over carrying a medical kit. In Huang Lian'er's eyes, it transformed into him walking toward her while holding their child, which made the smile at the corner of Huang Lian'er's mouth grow even wider.

Huang Lian'er pulled her along toward a men's clothing store, not even waiting for Xu Yao to react before they were already inside.

Without a second thought, Lin Qingping summoned the Azure Blade, and amidst his old companion's resentful gaze, he manipulated the blade to leap forward, bounding along to lure over a similarly bounding Flaming Long-Haired Rabbit.

Unfortunately, the Gale Medicinal Cauldron's aggro was locked tightly onto the Rivers and Mountains of Kyushu, and it immediately flew in that direction. Suffering a fatal blow, the Rivers and Mountains of Kyushu saw its health instantly drop to rock bottom, and being sent spinning with dizziness and unable to escape, it could only watch as the Gale Medicinal Cauldron hurtled toward it.

"Good fellow... It's all hard evidence, even the mastermind behind the scenes has been named..." The Daoist priest Jun Jue stroked his chin and muttered to himself.

Among them, the Prince Ding's Mansion naturally had to be visited first. After all, this required choosing an auspicious time, unlike the Imperial Clan Court, where arriving in the evening was just the same.

"This is merely a guess; we still cannot lower our guard." Su Qianlang looked out at the rolling clouds outside the window, where the drifting mists scattered, his expression appearing somewhat solemn.

With that thought flashing through her mind, Feng Linglong pulled her arm free from Jingyue's grasp and flashed like lightning toward the manservant.

Murong Yunxuan kept his hands tucked inside his sleeves, his gaze fixed entirely on Xi Ran, who was busy working here and there, while his ears twitched slightly.

Luo Yiran wore a dazed expression. She didn't understand what had happened; she only knew that the Zhang Heng before her gave her a strange, unusual feeling.

Holding Lou Yuting's jacket, Lu Siyan returned to the exterior of Lou Yuting's hospital room. Song Lanyi, wearing high heels and exuding an elegant and composed aura, was sitting upright on the bench beside the door with a furrowed brow.

Thinking of this, Jin Weilu could not be bothered to deal with Jin Xueqiao's son any longer and continued packing her things into the suitcase.

And to unite the entire cultivation world was an almost impossible feat. Unless the Western forces reached the gates of Huaxia and threatened everyone's foundations, how could a cultivation world accustomed to infighting ever band together?

Lu Xian's appearance could almost be said to have unsettled her mind completely, and she spent the entire night thinking about him.

Once this thought arose, Xu Mingyi's mood became somewhat complicated, and she shook her head slightly with little appreciation.

Lin Muqing stayed behind at the hotel to handle other matters and did not come along, otherwise, she would probably have been finding all sorts of faults with him at the scene.

"There's this psycho who kept calling me, so I just turned my phone off," Gu Yuan said, rubbing her temples.

As for the saints, they were already supreme existences seated high upon the clouds of the entire primordial world. How on earth was one supposed to fight that?

Hearing this, Zhou Chen didn't overthink it at all, simply taking it as a longing held by his mother—after all, it was the aspiration of many people.

Wang Yingguo struck while the iron was hot, conveniently spending ten thousand Shishu Points in the system to equip himself with the [Quasi-Sage's Skin] prop, and then once more mobilized the Gourd Sword Qi, vibrating it violently.

As the golden powder was sprinkled onto Duanchen's eyes by the medicinal cauldron, the sudden, piercing pain forced a cry from him. Yet, miraculously, along with the entry of the golden powder, despite the agonizing pain, a ring of gold formed around his pupils—the very symbol of entering the Profound Infant Realm.

With that, he bowed, turned with dashing ease, and walked away as if everything was completely under his control. The corners of his mouth curled upward in a wildly arrogant smirk, making no effort to conceal the joy of having won a "major victory" in the judges' public voting.