Chapter 50: Sandbar (End)

"Pop..." The Frost Leopard's green eyes burst like popping bubbles, and countless scarlet fluids splattered in all directions.

It wasn't until Ron walked to within a meter behind her that she suddenly snapped to her senses and whirled around. Seeing it was Ron, her expression immediately softened, and a trace of joy appeared on her pretty face.

Right now, Junior Brother Yin actually ignored You Luo's sharp gaze and continued discussing wedding arrangements with Ruhua, planning to lead You Luo and the others straight to the headquarters of "Slaying Wind" to deliver the mission and collect the bounty immediately after the wedding.

"I've always felt that I'm prettier than Caroline, and my figure is better than hers too. But now, with me looking like this, you must think my figure is inferior to Caroline's..." Karen's tone was filled with a sense of loss. The things she had always been most proud of suddenly becoming so ugly was indeed a huge blow to her.

Clearly, what he had eaten was still not enough. However, if he were to consume such a large living creature as Zhang Tianyang, it might barely count as a full meal.

I had originally wanted to make up a detour story to cover up my visit to Liu Xin's place, but remembering that Zero already knew about it, I felt a bit awkward and quickly scrambled for another excuse.

When Jian Ning pushed the door open again and met Chen Yuanyuan's gaze, the intense fire of jealousy in the other girl's eyes was almost palpable. Yet, Jian Ning's expression remained calm, without a ripple.

You Luo immediately leaped out of Lu Li's embrace, retreating three meters away. She held her weapon in her hand—a leather whip crafted from her mother's hide, patterned with pink markings resembling her own.

"Mr. Wolfe, I am Grant from the Summoners' Guild. I'd like to invite you to visit the guild," the man walked up to Ron and said very politely.

As soon as I finished speaking, Old Jiu slowly closed in on the opponent while the rest of us stayed right where we were. Obviously, they didn't harbor much wariness toward a support character; after all, a Minotaur possessed no killing ability.

At that very moment, Hong Ming suddenly leaned over with a peculiar expression, as if he had something on his mind.

Upon seeing this magical grimoire, Lina was startled and hastily tried to return the gift Bingyan had prepared. A tier-four healing grimoire was no laughing matter. In their club, only geniuses could afford to use tier-four magical grimoires.

Yet, at this moment, gazing so earnestly and free of distractions at the handsome face before her, her heart was still stirred.

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Only the thousand people selected in this manner would avoid complacency and carry a sense of urgency, sparking their full potential.

Big-eared Dazi also realized he had talked too much. After being rebuked by Captain Xing, he immediately chuckled and retreated to the back, which sent everyone into fits of laughter.

With that, he took the noodles from Suisui. Men certainly possessed great strength; he simply swung the noodles through the air a few times, and they were stretched out long and thin.

The burly man's body shuddered, his vision went black, and in an instant, he felt as though he had fallen into a boundless, dark starry universe, losing all sense of direction. Just as he was in this state of confusion, the immensely huge and terrifying stars surrounding him suddenly exploded all at once.

"I never imagined that one day I would also be recommended by someone to seek a master and learn martial arts..." Wang Yue muttered softly with a peculiar expression.

I almost burst out laughing. When Big-eared Dazi asked, Leng Tong scolded him sternly; when I asked, Leng Tong answered in a soft and gentle tone. Big-eared Dazi must have wanted to say the same thing, but having learned his lesson this time, he swallowed his words and turned his head away.

First was the projection magic he had exchanged for using contribution points. This was originally his favorite skill; as long as he had the shape and structure of an object in his mind, he could materialize it using magical power.

Having said that, Yu'er led the others away. However, another one of the four people trailing behind did not take a step forward.

Ren Fei'er couldn't help but sigh. Death was at hand, yet he still refused to admit his mistake. Was such a person really worth saving? She hesitated.

To me, it was a complete and utter failure, but to the ordinary townsfolk filling the room, it was quite earth-shattering. The Liu family laid eyes on Liu Daqian once more and wept bitterly, having no spare energy to investigate whether his soul had actually been summoned back or not.

The garrison camp in Lingyang Town was already a hub of clamor. Soldiers donned in armor and armed with sharp weapons hurried to the camp walls to stand guard and fend off the Red Turban Army's assault.

However, the changes occurring outside Xiao Han's body looked quite eerie. Moreover, because Xiao Han was currently concentrating on his cultivation, he wasn't very sensitive to external physical changes and thus failed to notice them for the time being.

"Understood. I will find him..." The voice of the figure in the black robe was somewhat gloomy, suggesting that he and this shaman surnamed He had history between them.

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Ding Yaoyao's alcohol tolerance was truly extraordinary. Having already polished off five or six cans of beer, she showed no signs of intoxication whatsoever, save for a slight flush on her cheeks. Her speech remained clear and articulate; if they were to truly drink head-to-head, Lin Tao might not necessarily emerge victorious.

"There's a pretty good Western restaurant near the Academy of Arts. Let's eat there," Shen Manli glanced at Lin Tao and said.

As soon as the car drove away and Fei'er turned around, she saw White Nether and Stone Yi leaning against the stone pillars at the entrance watching her. Fei'er offered the two of them a faint smile.

"Has it passed?" Cui Qingshan also gazed at the stone tablet, muttering to himself as if comforting the others, or perhaps comforting himself.

The night pearls remaining within the tomb chamber might indeed be genuine, as Wu Situ claimed, but traps were inevitable, and no one dared to act rashly. After all, this poisonous tomb was far too dangerous.

"Or perhaps you thought that by ascending to the imperial throne, you could shake off my control? Let me tell you, just as I was able to help you ascend the throne, I can just as easily replace you with someone else to sit upon it," Xiao Kui continued coldly.

Black, thick smoke surged into the sky, and searing magma surged like a tide, erupting from the crater and sweeping toward all directions.

"Y-You, what are you trying to do?" The rabbit's eyes widened in horror, her hands tightly clutching the collar of her garment.

"Nothing, but I went to take a look and thought it was pretty good. The final decisions and approvals still require your personal touch." Jing Yubing had been toiling day and night working for Ling宇, having even scouted out the machinery and equipment.

"Hey, don't tell me you don't even have a single gold coin on you? And don't tell me this is your first time entering the borders of my Purple Dream Empire? Within the Purple Dream Empire, no matter which town you head to, you are required to pay a fee upon entry." The guard suddenly cast a strange look at Xiao Kui.

The lecherous dragon felt the exact same way. It was a deeply wondrous sensation—a flash of divine insight within the sea of consciousness, trying desperately to grasp that glimmer of light, only for it to vanish in an instant.

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