18 Bad Luck

“Bang!” Just as Tang Feng was about to kill her to eliminate all future troubles, Zhang Jing picked up the pistol from Li Gang’s hand and pressed the trigger against her own temple.

“I have been to the Sand Hidden Village once before. I was the one who signed the alliance treaty, though it was later annulled. So, I can claim to re-sign the treaty and act as an envoy to the Sand Hidden Village, which gives me a solid reason for this mission,” Wu Di said earnestly.

But this time is different. Perhaps only by revealing some of the words I’ve long suppressed can I make Liu Xin understand my difficulties. Indeed, from every angle, I shouldn’t have kept it hidden. Yet, my beginnings with Shen Duo are so vague and uncertain that how could I possibly explain it to Liu Xin?

I looked closely and found that they did share some resemblance in their brows and eyes, but his sister had large, classic eyes, whereas Shen Duo’s were almond-shaped—not very big, but irresistibly enchanting.

For three consecutive days, ten thousand people worked tirelessly, and Chen Fan repeatedly demonstrated the use of the battle formation, while others carefully studied and absorbed it one by one.

Actually, Du Bin wasn’t entirely wrong; I just found him disagreeable, so I couldn’t be bothered to engage with whatever he said. It was purely a reflexive rebuttal.

Tang Feng narrowed his eyes and looked around but detected no threat. Instead, waves of scorching heat rolled in from the distant darkness.

Hua City lay at the far west of the Western Continent. Beyond it was essentially the edge of the cultivation world—a desolate land where the energy of heaven and earth was scarce, known as true wilderness, rarely visited by humans.

Picking up the assault rifle, Tang Feng glanced it over and found nothing wrong. Only then did he raise it and aim at a target a kilometer away.

The Flying Snake Sword Spirit paused momentarily. Indeed, having followed Li Tianchen for so long, it had gained many benefits.

“Well then,” Bai Xue sighed after a self-mocking laugh. “Do you know where this place belongs?”

Mu, however, lacked the strength and ability to clearly see the other’s face and had no idea what these people were really up to.

At the leader’s command, two flashes of white light burst forth with “bang bang,” and an Electric Shock Beast and a Duckbill Fire Dragon appeared, beginning to strike at the unknown totems on the wall.

He was already dead, so no one in this world could truly understand what he meant at that moment anymore.

Having come to terms with this, Sky Eagle laughed bitterly. He knew that Meng’er was probably watching him now, so he no longer bothered with pretense. He recalled how he had boasted he would surpass her within a year—what a joke that now seemed.

“Miss? Miss?” The madam called out several times. Seeing Wan Ying remained motionless and unresponsive, she got up and left.

Hearing this, the elder’s brow furrowed slightly, but under Liu Ruobai’s gaze, he did not press further.

“You’re mistaken. Miss Kou is unwell. She just woke up and wanted to pay her respects to me. I am her biological grandmother; would she ever harm me?” The old lady showed a hint of dissatisfaction.

“Player Ye Yue brought out the Iron-Claw Lobster, while player Zhen Zhi once again summoned the Giant-Claw Mantis,” the commentator announced.

“Any news from Wancheng?” Remembering A Luo’s reminder, he asked cautiously.

“Yu He, go and have the first group come over,” Li Xiu Man said to Jian Yu He, who, along with Zhang Yunfeng, had escorted FX from the hotel and had now become the errand runners.

“As for the specifics, I’m still unclear. Although my authority is quite high now, I still cannot enter the United Empire’s inner circle. So, I plan to continue observing for the time being,” Old Nine said to everyone.

After I mentioned it, Su Duoduo really couldn’t immediately tell what was different about herself.

“Do you think Master can truly be so ruthless?” Yu Feng frowned as he watched him slowly approach.

The blade’s name was Autumn Wind Cutter. It did not merely cut through the cold wind but also true essence. The long sword, empowered by the Mysterious Ice Fierce Energy, moved as if entering a realm without obstacles, piercing straight into the man’s chest without the slightest resistance.

So, wielding the chain that emitted faint cold air, I strode forward with great determination.

“All right, I was wrong! Isn’t saying ‘I was wrong’ enough?” Looking at Kwon Ji-yong’s indignant expression, Liu Yihan said helplessly.

At exactly 8:00 PM U.S. time that night, 10:00 AM in Korea, Michael Company’s official website, Michael’s fan site, YH Company’s official site, and several others simultaneously released a link.

Deep in thought, Bu Qianhuai’s body was surrounded by shimmering light—blue dragon shadows, blood-red killing intent, icy blue cold rays—all swirling around him, creating an eerie atmosphere amid the secluded peach grove.

If a fully grown tiger demon with Predacon blood were here, it would have jet-black fur and blood-red eyes. Furthermore, when the tiger demon’s bloodline fully awakens, it transforms into a purebred Predacon, walking on all fours—a truly terrifying sight.

Sometimes, Bai Ling would turn around and not see Bai Yi, anxiously retracing her steps, only for Bai Yi to return shortly after.

Her heart filled with resentment. Casting a resentful glance at the man in the driver’s seat, Ye Susu gritted her teeth and turned toward Li Jing.

She had also explained to Avi that magic altering appearance and voice could not be sustained for long. Perhaps Gloria could maintain it, but she herself could only hold it for a limited time. How long exactly depended on the detailed nature of the transformed character.