Chapter 49: Unable to Restrain the Heart

After Chen Feng left, Lin Tao came in to report, "Commander-in-Chief, German Navy Minister Tirpitz and American Navy Commander George have sent congratulatory cables celebrating the great victory of the Defense Forces' Navy, while expressing their desire to further strengthen naval exchanges."

Beneath the Demonic Tree, a vast horde of ferocious beasts had gathered, their shadowy forms blanketing the terrain for a dozen miles around.

"Shiyi, didn't that Auntie Zhang give you a diamond necklace today? It must be worth a pretty penny. If we sell it, won't we have money?" Luo Yuhang was clearly proud of his own cleverness.

Before the crowd at the auction could even react, they saw Ye Long brandishing that peerless precious sword and slashing toward Luo Hao. Drawing sharp intakes of breath one after another, they all believed Luo Hao was in grave danger.

Just as Dong Zhanyun was standing there in a daze, the various divine beasts suddenly transformed into a giant bow and arrow. Massive sword-feather formations materialized all around, raining blows one after another upon the protective barrier! "Boom!" Finally, the barrier was blasted open.

The cameraman watched as the two figures gradually walked away from the shooting zone, hesitating whether he should remind them, but Feng Mowei stopped him. She went ahead and turned on today's livestream.

The bodies of Cui Feng and Zhuang Yao stiffened simultaneously. Exchanging a glance across their veils, they each turned their gazes back to the front.

The Tianshu Xiluodan slowly rose into the air, meeting the lightning head-on as it began to spin and disperse the bolts. Meanwhile, the Tianhe White Jade Cauldron commenced absorbing the lightning on a massive scale, refining its own vessel body. "Wuwuwu~!" Cries resembling a baby's wails echoed from inside the medicinal pill from time to time.

Several burly men exchanged glances and stepped forward in a few strides, surrounding Wang Xuanlong completely. The already narrow corridor now felt even more cramped.

This was simply too humiliating. If those intelligence agents were to discover his true identity, his wise, mighty, and heroic image would be completely ruined.

Secondly, they could dispatch a troop to penetrate deeply into the city where the Chu family was stationed, and then retreat with a flourish—that would at least salvage a shred of dignity.

As Tianming's mouth opened, closed, and writhed, a surge of turbulent energy flowed around his body. At this moment, Tianming was actually remotely controlling every move of that young man. In a way, it was Tianming himself fighting Hao Yu right now, albeit relying on another person's physical body.

From the viewers' perspective, they only saw Han Leyi constantly looking outward and then refusing to get out of the vehicle.

Accompanied by a thunderous roar, another thunder-burst bomb exploded against the Dragon-Blood Steel Golem.

He spotted a corpse drifting quietly along the turbid yellow waters, followed by countless others. Gazing across the entire Yellow River, Fang Quan saw no fewer than tens of thousands of corpses, bobbing up and down continuously within the muddy current like pieces of driftwood.

Mighty and robust, possessing an authentic high-tech texture, it radiated a chilling murderous intent—a weapon born for war and forged for conflict.

Within this council chamber, the figure who exerted the greatest influence over these angels was none other than Luohou; even Suman could not compare to him.

Fang Quan decided to go out for a walk. Ever since the new company was established, he, the nominal chairman, had never once shown his face, which was somewhat inexcusable.

Of course, explaining it this way aligned much better with the authorities' official narrative. Murder? That was strictly prohibited.

Ignoring Tian Zifeng's greeting, Chu Qingyang turned to head back. Seeing this, Tian Zifeng stepped forward to block his path.

Never mind; having something is better than nothing, and besides, Nightfang and Lightfang successfully molted, which shows they are living very well in the zoo and growing up strong—that counts as good news, at least.

"Enough, Ning Chujia! I haven't said anything to you, but when did Qingyang ever become your sister-in-law? Stop talking nonsense; it's me, Luo Wei, who is currently pursuing her. Stop being so self-righteous!" Luo Wei was extremely displeased with Ning Chujia.

To verify his hypothesis, Li Xiao decisively picked up the porcupine quill that had just been pulled out and slipped to the ground.

"Understood!" Huaifeng felt that her lot in life was bitter. Silently wailing in her heart, she quickly executed her lightweight Kung Fu and headed toward the eastern lake.

Li Xiao knew that these were solid, genuine fans and popularity, by no means purchased with money or arranged by official bots.

The last person who committed wrongdoings yet begrudged spending money to settle it was Consort Wu, and he was already behind bars.

He had personally inspected it just yesterday, and the wire mesh was clearly completely intact. This could only mean it was sabotaged in the dark last night.

Having reached this juncture, Miao Lili naturally had no choice; no matter how deep her dissatisfaction, she simply had to endure it.

Helan Yao raised an eyebrow and let out a cold laugh. Just as she was about to speak, she heard the commotion in the main hall growing increasingly loud, presumably driven by panic over not seeing Long Shaoyan.

Mao Leyen said with indignation, "Don't any of you care about him! Let him die, and even if he dies, don't tell me!" She was so furious that she forgot how her swollen face was still throbbing with pain, and the corner of her lip had also split open. Moving it with such force made her wail in agony.

He let out a shrill scream, startling the man with the rifle into glancing over hurriedly. He saw that the archer had turned into a human pin cushion, his entire body soaked in blood, before he collapsed heavily to the ground.

Rongshang wanted to specifically remind Mumu that she had salad dressing stained on the corner of her mouth, but before she could speak, the thought melted away at the sight unfolding right before her eyes.

However, the opponent demanded all his spoils right off the bat and spoke with such arrogance—given Fang Zheng's temperament, how could he possibly submit?

Mao Leyen shook her head, slowly got up, and looked at the man in white standing before her. It was the same man she had seen playing with an idiot at the Cloud and Mist Tower a few days prior; he was one of Long Yinle's men.

"Don't forget, in this Wind and Thunder City, besides the ten of our families, there is also the City Lord," the head of the Shu family reminded in a deep voice.

"To some extent," Lixin said. Ning Luxi's prophecy had helped him resolve a great deal of troublesome matters.

"I can let you go, but you haven't answered me yet—did you or did you not like the feeling just now?" Wang Yue asked shamelessly with a silly grin.

This whole affair reeked of a strong sense of dissonance from beginning to end. Was that mysterious person really Chiri in the first place? Why would Chiri go to such great lengths to abduct Qu Qingran? Was it purely for the Soul-Capture Lamp?

Looking at the gruesome wound on Daozhenan's hand, Ye Xuan knew the Taoist priest had been poisoned. Combined with the original plot, it was not hard to guess that Daozhenan must have been ambushed by Cangsong and bitten by the multicolored centipede the latter had unleashed.