Chapter 141: The Fateful Showdown Between Hero and Villain

A muffled pop of displaced air echoed sharply down the corridor, causing the two guarding constables to instantly tense their muscles.

Bai Yujing and Yang Tao materialized abruptly.

When the two constables stationed at the door recognized their faces, their expressions relaxed once more.

"Chief Constable Yang."

The two constables from the Six Fan Doors bowed in salute.

Yang Tao nodded and said, "I brought Sect Master Bai here to take a look."

The constable opened the door.

A thick stench of blood mixed with—

"Cough! Cough! Cough!" Looking at the blood he had coughed up, Ren Fei inevitably turned his thoughts back to himself.

Tong Zhongliang spoke as he twisted a dial on the poker-gun's handle, then raised his hand and fired another shot. This time, the flying card did not turn into a fireball; instead, with a flash of cyan light, it transformed into dozens of wind blades that slashed wildly at the blast-proof wall. Following a flurry of metallic clanging sounds, dense and chaotic slash marks were left etched into the alloy blast-proof wall.

"There's no need. Since this place is capable of nurturing spirits, it means the geomantic conditions here are truly exceptional. Even with all the wealth in the world, it would be extremely difficult to find such a blessed spot of good fortune.

Steward Li was a loyal subject. Upon seeing Li Zhiyuan cut down, he wanted to break away but was entangled by the Yin-Yang Tiger, unable to escape.

Before the Hour of Zi had even passed, all thirty-two assassins sent in by the Fourth Imperial Prince's Consort had been completely eliminated. Of course, rather than alerting the enemy, they had allowed the men of the Poison Scorpion to quietly take over their posts.

Qin Kexin was instantly overcome with a wave of bashful annoyance. Remembering her previous thoughts, she felt even more embarrassed, yet her face still maintained an air of haughty stubbornness.

"Damn it, you'd better get out of here right now! Do you even know who I am? How dare you grab me?! I'm a shareholder of Southern Pharmaceuticals, do you hear me?!" Lin Xiao said with extreme coldness at that moment.

"Okay, thank you, Auntie." Liang Siqi put on a pitiful expression, blinking rapidly at Qin Chuyuan's mother.

Kuai Yue hesitated for a moment. Eliminating Sun Ce was already exceptionally difficult, requiring them to use Huang Zu as bait. Eliminating Sun Jian would be even harder still.

"Let me ask you first, you didn't mention Chen Yan's invitation to Mengjun and the others, did you?" Shen Xiyan whispered.

After listening to the mutated human's words, although a trace of reluctance flashed through its eyes, the strange monkey ultimately withdrew its hand and stopped troubling Lu Yongdie.

Therefore, he had previously been filming in reverse: shooting the final scene first, then slowly moving backward to shoot the preceding scenes one by one, ultimately editing and merging them in reverse order.

If Qin Han was merely a successor when it came to manga paneling, then in terms of artistic style, he was a true pioneer. This was precisely what Tetsuo Hara admired most about him.

The elevator stopped on the 8th floor, and Kebra and I finally stepped out, heading in the direction of Studio 37.

True to form, Fang La did not disappoint Zhang San. The moment he ascended to power, he began recruiting troops. Judging by this momentum, it would take no more than two years before he rebelled. Moreover, Fang La was practically a fairy of dispersing wealth; within just a single month, he had spent over a million guan in the Ryukyu Islands, making Zhang San seriously consider issuing him a VIP card.

He was neither some heaven-defying Sandstorm Monarch, nor an overpowered Pokémon Master, let alone any sort of legendary trainer.

Yier-San had been suffering from diarrhea all day, and her appetite was very poor. Although the doctor said there was nothing serious, Chen Dongyi still remained uneasy, which was why he came over late at night to check on how she was doing.

The Forestry University's new campus, hailed as the most beautiful in Wuyue Province, also served as the recording ledger of their wonderful romance.

Inside the old man's room, Long Bawei had already prepared a finest-quality coffin made of golden nanmu wood. The moment the old man drew his last breath, he would be buried for eternal peace.

The middle-aged man finished speaking and led his team to the entrance of the restaurant's main hall. Gazing at the lively and bustling atmosphere inside, he paused in his tracks, while the men behind him swept a glance over the interior.

The light inside the cave was very bright, with candle lamps illuminating the stone walls on both sides. After walking only a short distance, the terrain gradually sloped downward, and a flight of stone stairs leading further down appeared ahead. The group continued downward along the steps, and after about half an hour, the procession reached the bottom.

As for the current situation of the Hurricane Rift Valley, it allowed Qin Hao to save almost all the time usually spent on improving his realm. He only needed to descend deep into the rift valley to cultivate; cultivating there for a single hour was equivalent to several hours elsewhere.

First of all, Jiang Lu was the very person who told me the foreign woman was possessed. Furthermore, it was he who led me upstairs and pushed me out to save her. Could this be a deliberate smoke screen on his part? He might be trying to use me to muddy the waters, or even plunge me into such a state of anxiety and tension that I completely lose the ability to think.

Mentioning his younger brother, Qiu Haiyang, who had all along been kept under house arrest at the Nine-Headed Bird, stirred up another wave of irritation in Qiu Xingyu's heart.

With a booming "whoosh," sand and stones flew through the air, and massive boulders on the ground were blasted into the sky. Deep fissures split the earth, as if slashed by divine blades.

The burly man knew that continuing like this would lead to dire consequences, so he gathered his internal energy and roared, summoning thousands of otherworldly powerhouses to retreat into the battle vessel at all costs.

Da Qing coming to cause trouble for Lu Guang was certainly no coincidence; he had begun plotting this matter ever since Liu Baozhi left Black Mountain.

The few figures seated on the dais were boasting and banqueting when they were abruptly interrupted. Their expressions sinking, they looked over—whose voice could this be if not Zhentian's?

Zhang Yunfeng did not command the controlled superior bronze-armored corpse to continue dealing with the enemy's inferior bronze-armored corpses.

However, upon learning that Lin Mi had attended the Taoyuan Building's sales celebration in the morning and intended to leave Jiangzhou by the afternoon, they were forced to alter their original plan.

For a desperate gambler like Old Greasy, what they wanted was nothing more than money. As long as sufficient temptation was offered, digging out her specific route from him wouldn't be difficult. With enough clues, he would be able to track down the mastermind.

Anyway, she hadn't lost anything of her own at Lin Wei's hands, and since the other party was showing sincerity and seeking reconciliation, it was better to avoid trouble than to invite it.