Chapter 133: Does the Qinghe Sword Sect Also Have a Knockoff?

Chen Ye had always known one truth: compassion and rules must go hand in hand, or disaster would inevitably follow.

Troublemaking ghosts were bound to exist, but the few thousand before him were far fewer than Chen Ye had imagined; he had expected at least a third.

Thanks to his treasure's ability to precisely sense the attitudes of these ghosts, it would not have been easy to root them out one by one otherwise.

The scene before him was filled with ghostly chill; one by one, the ghosts glared at Chen Ye in anger or shouted curses.

"Yes, the Central Intelligence Agency; you Chinese must hate them very much?" As soon as Kate finished speaking, she raised her hand, aimed at the chest of a headless corpse opposite her, and fired. The bullet struck the headless corpse, but the thing only swayed its body; it did not fall, nor did it react with any other extreme action.

So he only needed to lead his men in a circle through the forest to see if they could find Diya's "corpse remains"; if they found any, they would bring them back to report, and if not, they would simply say she had fallen to the tiger's jaws. Now that the Vane family was in decline, with not a single proper expert left, the patrol members, speaking frankly, were not afraid of Dino.

Countless black-red blood snakes turned into blood mist, and in the blink of an eye, condensed into even more black snakes that danced even more wildly.

While he was pondering, he heard a "creak," and the wooden window suddenly opened from the outside. Then, a flash of pink suddenly leaped into view from before the window, and a pink figure now stood in the room.

Upon hearing the order, the soldiers surrounded Ao Ying and Luan Yan, resisting the forward charge of the disciples on one side while seeking an opportunity to rescue Luan Yan.

The matter was too bizarre; Lin Bingdong pretended not to believe it and claimed the middle-aged man was one hundred percent bragging. The middle-aged man's vanity surfaced, and he even went home that night to secretly take out an antique his adoptive father had not yet sold—a Chinese snuff bottle from the Qianlong era of the Qing Dynasty.

Mrs. Gu had something weighing on her mind, which was as obvious as if it were written on her forehead; she was somewhat absent-minded while eating. When Gu Yi asked her twice, she said nothing; after finishing the meal, he asked again, and she still said nothing. Gu Yi was at a loss, wondering what the headquarters said to do.

After strolling through the shopping mall, Mrs. Gu stood aside, looking but saying nothing about what to buy, her head down as if calculating something. Gu Yi had no choice but to decide for himself; while his Mrs. Gu was not paying attention, he bought several nice sets of clothes, and by the time Mrs. Gu noticed, the money had already been paid.

A burly man in yellow robes sat on a wooden chair in the hall drinking tea; his dark face was full of weariness, looking as if he had traveled through wind and dust. Meanwhile, Bai Yufei, having received the report, also looked anxious and hurriedly ran toward the main hall.

"Very well! We can also see what methods Mo Qin has." Hu Shuntang crossed his arms and stood still on the spot, quietly watching Mo Qin, who was easily dodging Naito Sota's attacks and not fighting back at all.

"I know, I know; I just feel you have been very abnormal lately!" He Da Peng replied hurriedly, fearing his wife would continue to fire at him on the grounds that he did not care about her because he didn't know it was her menstrual period.

This time, the ones blocking the road were the "Earth Inferior Star" and "Earth Mighty Star," the two generals Heng and Ha. Zhang Yue also used half a double-hour to subdue the two; to save time, he even deployed all eight elements, attacking without defending.

After all, turning back into human form would leave him completely naked, so he had stripped off his clothes in the bungalow at Dajue Mountain before transforming; he could just put his clothes back on after returning.

"No. This is useful to us, but we don't know how to sense the attributes." Ye Jiu said helplessly.

The Dharma King and the Virtuous King were dissatisfied in their hearts. Damn it, we are fighting to the death here for the State of Chen, yet you keep an army of five thousand behind; what is the meaning of this? At a time like this, do you still want to preserve your strength?

The Dharma King and the Virtuous King felt dissatisfied in their hearts. Damn it, we are fighting to the death here for the State of Chen, yet you keep a massive army of five thousand men in the rear—what is the meaning of this? At a time like this, do you still wish to preserve your strength?