Chapter 552: Update Delayed by an Hour and a Half

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Taishu Zhi's eyes flashed with a fierce azure light, his mind racing through calculations at top speed. In the next instant he brought his greatsword down in a slash, sword Qi billowing out to meet the incoming strike.

The "Invincible Urchin" Gu Santong and the "Iron-Blooded Divine Marquis" Zhu Wushi had obtained two manuals from the strange knight of Tian Mountain, but to him, they were nothing special.

"Pah." Zimou spat out a mouthful of black blood and said, "If it weren't for tricking them out, not a ghost would have touched that box for you." The black Qi vanished entirely from Zimou's face, and he looked radiant and full of spirit — nothing like a man who had been poisoned.

If those fellows really did go back on their word and start rebelling the moment they left the domain, that would truly be a troublesome matter for Gu Dongchen. To head off trouble, signing a contract was essential.

Well, who would have thought Kangxi was serious. A few of the endlessly nattering old ministers were immediately hauled off and given a beating on the buttocks. That settled it — no one dared offer any more advice.

Three Yin-Yang Hall armored cars roared past, cutting off Shiratsuki Tsuki's thoughts. He watched the three vehicles hurtle toward the depths of the festival, a faint trace of surprise on his face.

Shangguan Shan drew in a deep breath. Even though his hatred for the other man had reached its absolute peak, at this moment he realized helplessly that he had no hope whatsoever of taking revenge.

Really unexpected — the Zhong Zhou Squad and the Demon Squad have such deep entanglements. Is this what they call fated rivals?

Kaguya, while awakening the guardian that protected this shrine, simultaneously questioned Kagura, and at the same time began quietly gathering her strength.

Su Yang thought it over — Long Lao definitely didn't want to be recognized, but to change one's appearance in an instant like that was simply badass beyond words.

Though the axelman held a slight upper hand, he didn't dare be careless in the slightest. Chen Zui might look young, but his offense and defense were perfectly balanced, and his experience was extremely seasoned. One slip on his part and he'd be at a disadvantage — he could only fight steadily, waiting for his chance to win.

Sister Ma's family wasn't in business. Ten years ago they'd won the lottery jackpot. According to Sister Ma herself, the night before she'd dreamed of a set of numbers.

As the painting was turned, a hidden door was opened. No one had expected that a hidden door like this would exist within the room.

"Duan Jingzhu? Isn't that the Golden Retriever? I heard he's a contemporary Bole!" someone immediately asked.

Yang Mei said nothing, because she believed Long Jun had the ability to manage Yang Group Co., Ltd. well.

Most of these people's staff techniques had been taught by him. He knew Wu Song's capabilities and feared his men would lose face. Watching Wu Song's noncommittal expression, his heart grew even more uneasy.

A terrifying offensive erupted like floodwaters bursting through a collapsed dike. At this moment, every part of Qin Mu's body — fists, feet, legs, shoulders — seemed to transform into the most lethal of weapons, then blasted toward the several men at an unbelievable speed.

"No need to rush like this, right? I just had an idea." Chen Xudong was a bit dumbfounded — how could his nephew be more eager than he was?

The mantis, in blind panic, chose to flash directly backward through the wall, trying to escape with its life. It looked about to leave the range of Lee Sin's second Resonance Strike. But Qin Mu flashed to follow, closed in with Resonance Strike, and landed a basic attack.

At this moment my face was covered in a layer of frost, looking deathly pale, like a person who had lost too much blood. And the frost kept increasing, gradually covering my entire body.

Chu Weiwei vaguely remembered that long ago, no matter what happened to her, Mo Jiyan would always tell her, "Leave it to me."

I called out several times in a row and found that Da Hei's breathing had become steady, but there was still no sign of him waking up.

And the funniest part was that the other side seemed to have been charmed by Ye Qingfeng instead, resorting to such underhanded tricks behind the scenes. It really was disgusting no matter how you looked at it — after all, this wasn't some important examination, just a test for newcomers.

But then I suddenly remembered I seemed to still have a Soul-Stabilizing Talisman — this thing should come in handy. Seeing such a talisman, my heart immediately leapt with joy, and I slapped the Soul-Stabilizing Talisman right onto Fatty's forehead.

I had thought Fatty was carefully watching the Yin Dragon's dragon pearl, but when I walked over beside him, I found him sitting there with his eyes closed, looking for all the world as if he were asleep.

Shi Yuxun's eyes darkened. The curse on her back then had been the demon race's means of trying to control her. Fortunately, in the end she hadn't truly been sacrificed into a demonic artifact — but if they caught her again, the consequences would surely be unimaginable.

Then a colossal hand burst out from the Red Robes Studio. The arm was dozens of zhang across, its skin pitch-black, its nails razor-sharp. The moment it appeared, it slammed down onto the endless blaze of flames.

"I won't leave! I've received the great kindness of the Hall of Reward and Punishment. Rather than watch the Hall of Reward and Punishment be destroyed, I'd sooner close my eyes first!" Fresh blood seeped from the corner of Gong Zheng's mouth — clearly his internal organs had already suffered severe shock. If the fight continued, he would undoubtedly die.

When I came to, I saw that I had been bound hand and foot. Apart from a single pair of underwear on me, everything else had been stripped clean off.

"All right, don't lie in front of the Celestial Master. I can tell from your auras. When people are alive, you rely on DNA, but once you become ghosts it's not that complicated — your auras are identical. You are blood kin." He Lingyu said.

Lin Yuxi was chanting a Buddhist mantra for a gravely wounded border soldier. Under Lin Yuxi's devout expression and tranquil voice, the gravely wounded border soldier gradually calmed down.

The reason wasn't that she was really all that beautiful, but because in the entire Ligou Village, apart from her, everyone was dead.

"So you agreed to let them withdraw their shares? That's why you hate Yang Li — not because she married someone else back then?" Xu Yuanfang said, understanding dawning on him.

The Yuan family, the Dong family, and even the Exorcist Association, plus the original host's fox clan lending a hand — tsk, the male lead of the previous life had really been riding high in this world.

She turned on the TV. The screen was pitch black, and as the camera zoomed in, it turned out to be pressing down on a corpse.

When He Lingyu woke up, everything around her was white. It took her a good while before she realized this was a hospital.

So people need rest, but zombies don't. They only need enough energy. Their body structure is even tougher than a machine's — they never age. Even during evolution, their bodies may experience various discomforts, but that shouldn't include hibernation, because hibernation is completely meaningless to them.

Of course, Shadow One wouldn't need much time to deal with those people either. All that nonsense she'd just been spouting at Tang Ziyu wasn't only meant to anger him — it was also to stall for time, letting those assassins inhale the knockout drug she'd laid down.