Volume 1, Chapter 33: Hunting the Giant Tiger
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Liu Feng advanced alone and crouched down to examine the ground carefully. On the damp soil, a clear paw print made his pupils contract abruptly. The plum-blossom-shaped print was twice the size of an adult man's palm, and beside it lay a pile of fresh feces, giving off a powerful, fishy stench.
“You three, spread out in the formation we practiced before!”
Liu Feng's voice was low and urgent.
The three men moved swiftly.
The formation they had used in training was the Three-by-Three Formation, nearly invincible on modern battlefields.
Wang Dian concealed himself behind a tree, while Zhang Hongda climbed straight up a nearby tree.
Li Long remained behind the other two, the three of them forming a triangular formation.
And Liu Feng...
“Mu Ruan possesses superb medical skills. He should have entered the palace of his own accord to serve His Majesty. Yet the Princess has obstructed him at every turn. This is already an act of disrespect toward His Majesty. I do not wish to see the Princess and Divine Physician Mu continue down the wrong path.” Fang Zihua spoke earnestly, with the air of someone bitterly disappointed in another's failure to live up to expectations.
As Tang Yao said this, she genuinely could not tell whether Raymond was simply arrogant or Yuan Futu truly had no idea how high the heavens were and how deep the earth was. After all, reaching the rank of a second-star Divine Inscription Master was by no means easy. Otherwise, the entire Cloudmist Immortal Kingdom would not have fewer than a hundred Divine Inscription Masters.
After Xu Ruojin finished speaking, she could not help feeling fortunate that she did not live under the same roof as the Hua family. Otherwise, she would have been infuriated into an illness sooner or later.
“Piaopiao.” Shen Ningshuang happily patted Gu Yanran on the shoulder, telling her that no matter when, she would always be there for her.
Nearby, the Crown Prince of the Qinghe Kingdom was still doing his best to curry favor with General Lin. He had hurried back from the Jingwu Princess's residence and had barely made it in time to enter the Plum Garden with everyone to admire the blossoms.
After Lin Dayi finished explaining everything, he ordered a servant to bring over a tray. Green bamboo tokens lay upon it.
Xia Junlin's anxiety stemmed solely from her unwillingness to see Cheng Yuanheng. She still did not know what kind of face she should show him, so she chose to avoid him.
The Lin family's retainers were the foundation of its power. When a young lord who had not inherited the Lin family's rights divided the family estate, the retainers allotted to him were pitifully few; some received none at all.
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“Frosty, does that mean this matter cannot be done?” Madam Wang's brows drew slightly together, her expression tinged with sorrow.
General Lin was so restless in the Pine Garden that he could neither sit nor lie at ease. He sighed repeatedly, feeling that perhaps he truly was not destined to become the father-in-law of the Prince of Huaiyang.
Wang Youcai's expression changed as he spoke. Since he had been driving the car, he knew better than anyone whether it had struck anything.
Just then, Xiao Tiancheng made his move. Without drawing any weapon, he casually struck out with one palm. A gigantic palm print appeared from thin air and slammed toward the people on the elevated platform.
After all, he had already made a promise. If he failed to fulfill it, what would the other martial artists of the realm think of him?
Yang Yunhan, standing atop Tiger-Leaping Immortal Stone, had not expected “Leaving No Trace” Tang Baiyu to depart without a word. He watched helplessly as Tang Baiyu used a flying-rope hidden weapon to leap back to the shore. Upon hearing Tang Baiyu's words, Yang Yunhan could not help staring blankly for a moment, standing there with knitted brows as he pondered.
As Xia Jian walked toward the elevator, he glanced across the lobby on the first floor. Apart from the nanny, there seemed to be no one else.
I could not say anything more. I was an outsider in the Lin family and did not want the atmosphere, already tense with the smell of gunpowder, to become even more violently confrontational. Tong'er stood beside the stud boar, both hands twisting the hem of her pale-green coat, looking utterly embarrassed.
The Third Brother and Shunzi answered, and their bodies slipped through the shattered car window. Their movements were clean and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
Hearing this, the martial artists present looked at one another in dismay. None of them had expected Zhao Pokong to come up with such an idea.
My red high heels tapped rhythmically against the stone steps. The clanging sound was like hail striking a tiled roof, strangely out of place in this empty mountain temple.
The pressure of spiritual energy suddenly vanished. Qian Duoduo took two more steps backward and happened to stamp on Lin Zi's hand.
After Wan Li learned that Wan Li had once again found himself a sister-in-law and a nephew, he could only give him a thumbs-up. He also told Wan Li that he would give his nephew one of the medals he had won in a boxing match as a gift.
After hesitating for a moment, Nalan Defeng took out his phone, found Fourth Master Zhao's number, and called him directly.
No wonder that even after the Flame Emperor had fallen, he still existed on this mountain. He had entrusted himself to the flames within the mountain, and tens of thousands of years had passed without the slightest sign of his existence being extinguished.
“Enough. I, Whitehair, have never regretted anything that happened in the past. Even if they have all perished in the river of time, it has little to do with me.”
The white-haired old man had recovered from his dazed state and once again become as selfish and vicious as ever.
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Moreover, this layman often interrupted him, forcing him to start over from the beginning.
He poured his boundless power into Huo Yi's body, forming a solid wall of energy across its surface. Even after Deng Fei's palm struck empty air, the pressure would still be unable to break through that wall.
“Aaah!”
Everyone had originally thought that Huo Yi would surely die beneath that kick. Yet no one had expected that after Young Master Liao Wu launched himself into the air and kicked out, the screams that followed would come from Liao Wu himself.
Under the light of dawn, Nalis gently flicked the dagger in her hand. In an instant, a dazzling silver radiance shot toward the Demon Emperor's throat.
“It's nothing. Go change your clothes and leave me alone.” Qian Suo was in a bad mood, so his words came out somewhat harshly.
The robed man had never imagined that opening the Soul-Devouring Altar would cause such an enormous disturbance, and his expression changed at once.
At first, I thought I had misheard, too. But I asked several times, and our people all said the same thing.
“It's all right. Don't you know me? As long as I am here, nothing will happen to any of you.” Gong Chuyue remained resolute.
At the same time, Situ Yonglie, who had been defeated by Luo Yu in a single move, turned toward the others beside him with a cold smile.
From the issuance of this imperial decree onward, Lu Mingyang was no longer the Duke Who Pacified the State. Within the residence, people were to address him as the Old Lord; outside, however, people still respectfully called him the Old Duke of State.
“Move aside!” Steward Han had already experienced Chu Yu's sharp tongue, so he had no intention of engaging in a prolonged verbal dispute with her.
Ye Sheng's peripheral vision fell upon Tianci's face, and his brows drew together slightly. Could Tianci possibly become even more of an idiot?
Zhao Liuyun was genuinely irritated at this moment. Wang Tian had treated her so badly just now, and the hand he had slapped away was still aching.
I am bound to suffer the Thunder Punishment. Without demonic energy to protect me, and relying solely on the soul force within my body, I do not know whether I can endure it.
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