Chapter 61 Palpitations

A young man dressed similarly to the locals walked straight toward Hua Feng the moment he stepped out of the vehicle. He almost dropped to his knees right in front of him, leaving Liu Jiuwei’s subordinates utterly astonished.

"Netroder!" Looking at Roder, Gu Jian wore a complicated expression as he called out in a deep voice. He tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand, his expression shifting continuously and his eyes filled with complex emotions! Seeing Roder once again, he no longer felt the way he used to.

It was not until the general offensive today that Fei'er managed to slip into the ranks of the spirit masters and charge all the way into South Feng City.

"Oh, Number One, do you truly believe you have the ability to defy me? Do you know the consequences of betraying the organization? Today, both you and Number Thirteen must die," the Right Protector said coldly.

Shangguan Lingxuan nodded, while Xia Yina slowly emerged from the woods, hoisted her bow and arrow onto her back, and looked at Ye Feng with a worried expression.

Ruan Qingbo pulled a scroll from his sleeve and tossed it to Ye Tian'ao. It detailed Ye Feng's general movements over the past year, all narrated firsthand by Liu Hu.

"Damn it!" Seeing this, Roder cursed inwardly, sensing that things had taken a turn for the worse. Shirley's appearance seemed to have altered the current situation, as the man clearly intended to use her as a new hostage. If that was the case, it would become exceedingly troublesome for him to eliminate the man today.

"Are you certain someone saw them heading toward the Northern Suburbs?" Looking out toward the distant Northern Suburbs, Alice anxiously questioned a middle-aged warrior beside her, who was clad in armor that clearly marked him as a military man.

As Saud donned that exquisite set of Arabian armor, his previously lackluster appearance began to undergo a transformation. Seeing the way he gripped the Damascene saber, one could tell he must have trained frequently in the past, which explained his absolute confidence in defeating Hua Feng.

"Third Brother, which flavor do you like best?" After arranging the plates, Manzhu turned to ask the Third Prince.

A cold snort came from Lei Ao behind him, but Lin Ye did not dare to pause for even a second, pushing his speed to the absolute limit regardless of the injuries on his body.

However, once Yuan and Wang Hao both advanced to Tier 7, the situation changed entirely. With their combined strength and the might of their subordinates, the base's thousand cyborgs might not necessarily emerge victorious against them. Unfortunately, the two men harbored mutual distrust and were destined to be unable to join forces.

The two Yin-Yang chess pieces were directly devoured by the Heaven-Swallowing Secret Art, instantly transforming into two exceptionally pure streams of Yin-Yang energy.

"I've also signed up for this martial arts tournament. Although I am currently only at the Innate Realm, who knows, I might just break through before the tournament begins," Qiao Yun said with a smile.

Whatever the actual truth might have been, there were no longer any eyewitnesses left. Yet, Qin Meng was willing to believe in this version of the truth.

Hearing this, Zhuge Liang could not help but laugh heartily to himself, thinking: Sima Yi, oh Sima Yi, you may have captured one of my spies, but little do you know that my informants have already permeated your imperial court?

Ye Tingyu nodded, her expression conveying a silent reassurance: *Don't worry, I will help keep your identity a secret.*

Upon contacting the air, the high-concentration strong acid released a massive amount of heat, and billowing white smoke enveloped the entire corridor. The heavy door and the three-headed hound instantly melted into a flowing, viscous slurry.

The Witch clan all originated from the Ten Great Ancestral Witches. Since Chufengmian possessed the bloodline of the Ancestral Witches, he was practically in his element here in the Northern Territory.

Frost slimes were common low-level creatures on the ice plains, feeding on the lichens beneath the snow and ice. If even lichens were scarce, they could manage for a while by absorbing some of the organic matter in the soil.

"Still, speaking of which, this homeowner is indeed different from ordinary people; he looks exceptionally refined," Captain Li muttered, stroking his stubbly chin.

One could see the ten "Demonic Heart Threads" intertwined between his fingers, imbued with the aura of the Tathagata Palm, their previously scorching heat now completely calmed.

Yet this opened up an entirely new world for Yang Bingling—a world she had never touched in her past life.

"I didn't think anything of the kind! My husband is amazing, and I've always known it. My husband is my role model," Cheng Wanyue retorted stubbornly.

Bai Baobao and Qian Fengying offered a few words of concerned advice before helping them latch the door and seeing them off.

Hearing the old man's voice, Qing Changshan returned to his original spot, examined the white object carefully, took a deep breath, and slowly formed a spiritual seal with his hands.

Because she felt as though her body were being pulled forward continuously by some mysterious force, coming perilously close to colliding with those celestial bodies.

"If the sign of maturity is to be as hypocritical as you, I'd rather remain childish forever!" Cui Jinqi said angrily.

As an elite of the Heavenly Luo known by the moniker "Viper Hand," his most terrifying skills were long-range sniping and close-quarters knife combat. He was one hundred percent confident in that shot earlier, certain that his bullet had pierced the metal barrier and struck the young woman squarely in the chest.

Qing Changshan sighed helplessly, a look of deep regret on his face as he spoke to the two of them. Had he exposed himself just a bit later, or maintained his distance before revealing his identity, he would not have been driven into such a passive position.

Du Bian's stomach was already ravenously empty, sustained entirely by sheer emotion and willpower. No matter how unpalatable the mutated fruit porridge was, he finished every last drop in one go.

"Chenyang, it really is you!" Shangguan Hongyan finally broke into a smile. At the most critical moment, the person she loved most had finally arrived. Jinbao bit through the ropes binding them, and Shangguan Hongyan and the others regained their freedom once more.

Even the Divine Tree had its own worries. If only my cultivation were a bit higher, living up to my status as a Divine Tree, I wouldn't have to skulk about like this. For the first time, I felt that... having such low cultivation is indeed rather embarrassing.

Chu Boyan was naturally speechless. What use was having a son if he acted like a frightened grandson in front of others? From beginning to end, he had only called him "Dad" once before his heart flew off to someone else's household.

Time for morning exercise had arrived. After washing up, Sun Wukong slung the Seven-Star Treasured Sword over his back, straddled his mountain bike, and leisurely rode toward the sports field.

None of them dared to look up at Lingfeng, for he was simply too formidable, and a sense of dread gripped their hearts.

"Your Majesty, do you think Linger is beautiful today?" she smiled softly, walking with a standard imperial gait as she swayed toward him alluringly.