Chapter 45: The Beautiful King's Fish in a Cage III
Suddenly, Corey no longer wanted to feed her to the sharks; he wanted to keep her in his room instead.
The beauty slowly raised her eyes, as if filled with distant stars, drifting aimlessly past the crowd and finally resting on Lu Ningshi.
Unfortunately, Lu Ningshi was currently deep in research and failed to notice.
The deep green eyes instantly turned gloomy, narrowing as they glanced at the person beside her.
That dark fish's burning gaze was so repulsive.
He truly wanted to gouge out those eyes.
The beauty suddenly felt her throat go dry.
"Second Elder Jiang, with the two of us watching him, there shouldn't be any trouble," Uncle He walked up to his master and said. The master frowned as he looked at the river before him, offering no reply to Uncle He.
"But we only have three days," Ivan said through clenched teeth, his eyes bloodshot and filled with complex emotions. Even though fear gripped his heart, the mere thought that there were over thirty GRU operatives by his side stirred a gambler's impulse within him.
Not long after, Gu Feng arranged all military affairs and boarded a spacecraft of the Essence-Qi Clan, heading toward the borders of the Five-Elements Clan.
Once Meng Lang clearly saw that the newcomer was indeed his target, he gave a single command and led dozens of his subordinates rushing toward Li Fei.
Xuanyuan Liye's eyes flickered, and right under the gaze of the crowd, he swept one arm around Feng Qingge's waist and hoisted her up, slinging her over his shoulder just like a sack of grain.
Chinese martial arts emphasized technique, which was why such magnificent arts as using four ounces to move a thousand pounds came to be, along with Tai Chi's principle of overcoming hardness with softness. On what basis did Lang Zhan win the championship in the Class-A King Challenger Tournament? It wasn't absolute strength, but the combination of technique and strength—in fact, technique was even more crucial.
The Jade Emperor raised both hands, aiming at an open space, and rapidly chanted a long string of incantations. Without even having time to adjust his chaotic breathing, the Jade Emperor flashed far away in an instant.
If put up for auction, looking at nothing else, just for this tier-3 special effect alone, the bidding would start directly at fifty million. Wealthy tycoons who frequently played naval warfare games would tear each other apart to get it.
Ren Jingying's body fell backward. In her panic, she hurriedly reached out both arms and tightly wrapped them around Li Fei's waist, her most distinct impression being that his muscles were sufficiently solid.
The old man pulled Liu Wei's hand over, and Liu Wei could feel the strength remaining in the old man's hand, despite his advanced age.
Wei Fei took it and saw that the photo depicted a white-robed Bodhisattva, stepping upon a dragon beneath her feet.
Watching Lister kill Blake with his own hands, Horley merely twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. And when Lister spat on Blake's corpse, he only slightly furrowed his brow.
Han Wang's heart sank; it seemed Xionganda was in danger. He strode into the medical hall to find two elderly traditional Chinese medicine doctors frowning and sighing deeply. Lying on the bed was none other than Xionganda, whose face had already turned ashen and who was breathing his last.
Old Man Zheng knew the ways of the wealthy and powerful; they certainly wouldn't take charity without returning it, and this silver ingot was equivalent to a lucky bonus. The King and Queen fish were rarely seen in ordinary times; if one didn't spend genuine gold and silver to invite them back, the blessing would not descend upon the master's household.
With a slap, Mingde was momentarily stunned. He froze for a while as tears slowly welled up in his eyes, yet stubbornly, he never let them fall. Mingde stared blankly at his imperial father, his gaze seeming somewhat unfamiliar.
"Your niece-in-law of the Qin family pays her respects to Second Uncle Bao." Seeing Jia Baoyu walk into the hall, Qin Keqing delicately knitted her brows, offered him a gentle bow, poised and utterly appropriate.
The goblin warrior spoke before he had even fully climbed down the ladder, and the moment he spoke, Horley recognized who he was.
Being able to make Jia Jing refrain from using his inner qi was naturally for the best. If he were to use his inner qi, with his Earth Spirit realm early-stage power, Jia Baoyu would lose a layer of skin even if he survived—which would be vastly inappropriate.
Just as Nomi Cake departed, a few dull thudding sounds came from above the ship's bulkhead. Horley looked up to see that the final propulsion pipeline had been successfully installed.