Chapter 546: Books and Rites

Pei Ye was truly somewhat angry.

His perception of others' emotions had always been keen. At this moment, he heard it very clearly; that was definitely not a disparaging remark for an old friend from the past, nor did he hear any emotion in it.

In fact, the Zhezi before him had been very serious from beginning to end, or rather, he had no emotions. Those eyes were as deep as a pool, but there was no sense of movement; instead, they were like ancient wood. He looked at the youth and said with a serious attitude: "Since you are the successor of Yue Muzhou..."

The men in black at the port were clearly also paying close attention to Shi Lei's motorcycle. As soon as they saw Shi Lei jump off the bike and run, the man in black who had spoken to the inspector shouted, and with a wave of his hand, all the men in black chased in Shi Lei's direction.

Li Hai's opened eyes were unfocused. Whether intentional or unintentional, this grab tightly grasped the fate of the Snow Lotus. The Ice Mountain Snow Lotus did not struggle, gave up struggling, or perhaps, could no longer struggle.

Although the old monk's attitude was fierce at first, his set of boxing techniques was extremely strange. He saw his wide robes and large sleeves waving; the two fists looked slow and leisurely, but in the blink of an eye, they had arrived in front, catching people off guard.

With his current cultivation, using this move already possessed twelve points of offensive power, fully unleashing the great might of the Ten Styles of the Blood Blade.

The headphones and player had arrived, and Shi Lei was also impatient to know whether such expensive equipment could really make music sound like a flower.

The black hybrid monster seemed to show some fear of the white light. For a time, it actually paused, and a look of difficulty appeared on its disgusting face.

Li Hai followed Hu Li's footsteps. Before leaving, he couldn't help but look at the basin one last time. To be honest, if his cultivation weren't completely gone now, he would very much hope to enter and take a look. As Hu Li said, how could something that could make so many fierce beasts guard it together be an ordinary item?

He hadn't expected that there would be a backlash during this period. The magic seed in his body was gradually unable to suppress his main consciousness. Regarding this hidden danger, Yang Xiao decided it was better to eradicate it sooner rather than later. If one day he recovered his own consciousness and spilled everything about himself to S. H. I. E. L. D. or Professor X, that would be bad.

Just now, Jiang Haoran hadn't been able to see any opportunity; all he saw was Jiang Baige's stinking face. Moreover, he hadn't said half a word more—where was there any opportunity for him to miss?

"Admit defeat. The Starry Sky Spear is a shield-breaking weapon. You will always have a time when you can't hold on." After Bi Liang finished using the Starry Sky Spear, his face was somewhat pale.

I really have no better way for my fifth brother now, so I have to pin my hopes on the twenty golden men. If they can find a way to break into the formation, everything will be solved.

Without detection skills, the attributes Chu Tian could see for monsters above level 5 were just that many. Then, through combat, he knew that a zombie had 200 HP, and a plague zombie had 300. Both were meaty enough.

But was she really happy? It didn't seem so. Even if Zhou Ziyan was cold to Jiang Xueyan, he wasn't any better to her. He even used her as a gun to deal with Jiang Xueyan, and afterward told her it was just acting. How could she capture this man's heart?

The person picking up rotten vegetable leaves, seeing that Xia Mingzhu was not only beautiful but also dressed in expensive clothes and had a car, immediately understood that they had met a rich person.

But just in the taxi, Leng Yurou's phone rang again. She hurriedly held a pot of porridge in her left hand, looked at the strange caller ID with her right hand, and pressed the answer button.

Long Moxuan looked at Leng Yurou in astonishment. In those deep, solemn black eyes, the hurt feelings were clear at a glance.

However, in the morning, a short, thin, bald old man sat near the bar, ordered only a glass of fruit juice, and did nothing. He just stared straight at Huang Qikun, occasionally laughing inexplicably. ===== CHAPTER 547 =====