Chapter 50: The Real Estate Center

Lin Wei stretched out her neck to look outside, but her thoughts were racing in countless directions. Running was definitely necessary, but she couldn’t just flee blatantly. The target was too large; no matter how many enemies were outside, she couldn’t possibly face them alone. If she were captured again, the chances of escape would be almost nonexistent.

So—

Since the explosives had to be detonated anyway, what difference did it make who pressed the trigger?

As the legendary Demon Lord’s wife, she was surprisingly striking in appearance. Come to think of it, it was their first time seeing her.

His lowered eyelids flickered with a fierce light. Only when the monk’s gaze settled on him did his eyes suddenly soften into a genuine and kind expression.

My heavens, if all seven of them had mastered this combined attack technique, how much would their power be multiplied?

“Bypass that big guy and charge straight into the city. I’ll handle this part!” The Tianyi cavalry had caught up, but if they confronted those massive beasts head-on, heavy casualties were inevitable. Yi Chuan didn’t want to lose more riders and ordered the Tianyi cavalry to circle around the enemy forces guarding the city gate.

Suddenly, Puyuzi was shoved aside by a tremendous force. His lust-filled eyes snapped awake, and he looked up in disbelief at Wei Yan’s angry face.

Long before Zhang Fei charged onto the city wall, Liu Bei’s Shu forces had already begun pouring reinforcements into Ying City. In no time, at least twenty thousand Shu soldiers surged onto the ramparts, plunging the more than twenty thousand Chu troops inside into fierce battle. The chaotic scene made Li Shimin’s few hundred men scattered and insignificant.

The sword marks on the blade wall grew increasingly numerous and deeper. At first, Duan Zhong could only leave shallow cuts less than a foot deep, but they gradually extended to two feet, and finally three feet.

Besides this, there were several eternal lamps. Strangely, their light was blue, like ghostly flames from the underworld.

Chen Fei had grown accustomed to her way of signaling or reporting; perhaps this was the only way to ease her mind a little.

A missile flew straight toward them, narrowly missing Han Bing’s ultimate attack. Jinx flashed away to dodge the strike, yet Han Bing didn’t dare to use her own flash.

Leaving the Cheng family mansion, Cheng Xiyun hurriedly drove to a large pharmacy far away, then purchased five pregnancy tests in one go.

The Nine-Tailed Fox Tushan originally had nine tails, but it was said that his wife had cut off one tail to make a whip weapon for their son, leaving him with eight tails. Tushan was known for attracting many admirers, but as for who his wife really was—no one could say for sure.

Behind the two were two bodyguards. Unlike ordinary guards, these two emanated an extraordinary spirit, exuding a commanding presence.

When he placed the black jade in his palm and examined it carefully, he sensed something unusual; the black jade gave him a different feeling.

A team perfectly blending their own jungle gank style! How many such teams could be found in the entire league?

“I’m curious—what strength do you have now?” Dongfang Ling’er approached, her eyes filled with curiosity as she asked.

However, by now, he had naturally changed his mind again. Moreover, even if he had any plans left, Cheng Yiben’s chances of survival were slim, and there was little he could do.

“Shiyin, you and Yixin and Xiyun should go back first. Don’t disturb me anymore. I’ve already made up my mind about this. If you keep interrupting me, I’ll lose focus, and tomorrow’s chance of victory will be even slimmer.”

His other hand pressed down toward Xu Yao and Mo Tian. Even the powerful old warriors like Nian Lao and Yang Batian couldn’t withstand it—not to mention Mo Tian and Xu Yao themselves.