Chapter 97: Killing Intent in the Ballroom

Peerless Heavenly King Rampaging Little Tiger 1340 words 2026-03-20 06:26:53

“Die!”

A chill flashed through Black Swan’s eyes.

She thrust several times, only to discover that Feng Xu’s dodges were incredibly cunning, with his palms seemingly concealed inside his sleeves!

Yet when she lunged toward Feng Xu’s shoulders,

She found that Feng Xu suddenly slapped out a palm from his collar.

This left her already injured.

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The thought of her possibly marrying someone else made his heart unbearably uncomfortable, as though his most precious possession had been stolen away.

“Of course.” Missouri thought to himself. Why bother with daily training, controlling diet, or paying attention to fashion?

If one could truly purchase a being from the Dan realm, aside from its own power, what a tremendous influence just its knowledge alone would exert on Earth?

By now it was the end of April, with the Dragon Boat Festival imminent. Everyone simply smiled and nodded in agreement, then scattered.

White Chen thought that no matter right or wrong, he should write his name down first. Following the position indicated by the gray-clothed man, he solemnly inscribed his own name.

Naturally, everyone understood that at such a critical moment, extremely important intelligence sharing must occur, so they gathered orderly.

“I see the Master’s spirits are excellent; I fear it’s deliberate to annoy the old madam.” Chu Li faced a table laden with fine dishes, looking in a very good mood.

Chang Wei finished speaking and then repeated the precautions from earlier, clearly to take care of these two newly arrived disciples.

Having concluded, she withdrew some magical artifacts from her storage bag—sharp weapons such as knives, swords, and axes.

“Reporting to the general, everything is normal. No abnormalities detected.” The scout answered loudly.

“You!” Seeing this youth before him contradict himself in front of his subordinates, Ji Ao felt a complex blend of fondness and irritation, yet utterly helpless.

She pondered for a long time, waiting for Pei Yi to give some hint or signal, but after extended waiting, Pei Yi still gazed at her. Yan Ruomeng rose somewhat puzzled.

Jing Feiyu felt a certain concern; they could not charge in blindly. No matter how powerful their sect, they still needed to devise a plan.

Upon hearing this, Fu Yuchen actually felt relieved. Since Fu Xuechen only provided topics and ideas without intending to create them himself, the crafting of these two major types of vernacular novels would depend on the narrator’s skill. As long as the right person was found, the quality of the stories should not be too poor.

At these words, Ye Qingtian’s expression grew even uglier. Just as Lan Zhi had said, the Chongming Sect always regarded ‘holding absolute justice of the world’ as their path of cultivation. The demands placed on the sect’s numerous disciples also stemmed from ‘words must be followed by deeds,’ which could not be described as anything less than harsh.

Auntie got off the bus midway and, upon disembarking, specially told A Rui, “Get off at the terminal station!” while waving goodbye to him.

The eldest prince glanced at Princess Zhiling, who stared at him with a face full of curiosity and confusion, and said nothing more. He nodded to Fu Rushuang, turned his horse’s head, and departed.

Zhang Kui, Ma Er, and others wore puzzled expressions. The meaning of “battle comrade” could be understood literally, but what was the difference with a teammate?

Of course, some families with considerable prestige had locals attempt to intercede on their behalf, only to be rejected without hesitation.

Seeing the incoming fireball, Zhou Duan quickly recalled his attack. As he formed seals with both hands, a vast sheet of thunder and lightning on his body condensed into a clone beside him.

That black shadow was a far larger black wolf, its body surrounded by black demonic power like willow catkins.

If this fellow had not been flawless in body and soul, he would suspect it was a cult member dispatched to scout intelligence.

But just as Chen Daozi was about to shout the third transaction, unexpectedly, a majestic voice rang out from the third floor.

“You must brace yourself tightly; do not disappear all at once, or else it won’t be fun!” Cao Fengyi sneered, and at that moment, dense gun shadows shot down from the hundred-zhang black cloud above, like a torrential rainstorm enveloping Jiang Chen.