Chapter 541

This thing has "consciousness"!

Its voice seemed full of seduction, like an invisible hand dragging their sanity slowly toward the abyss!

The terrified crowd, as if their fear had seeped into their marrow, forgot to flee—they stood frozen in place, like ants trapped within gridlines, aware of the danger drawing near but unable to move, helplessly watching the corpse recently consumed by the gelatinous seawater still “alive”

Tang Zhong looked down and saw traces of footsteps on the ground—meaning someone had passed through here before. Had someone already gone inside?

The commanders of the other three guards—Wood, Water, and Fire—also spoke a few words to their soldiers and ended their addresses.

All eyes turned to Yano Shinkichi; if this were true, his status as the father-in-law of the Fifty-Three Maru’s young master made him the most suitable candidate to serve as regent.

Now, her lightness skill matched her master’s; even against the pinnacle experts, Tang Xinhu had the confidence to stand her ground.

“Slish-slish-slish.” The ninja Anjiki and the other two were drenched in the substance pouring from the bamboo tubes, their assault momentarily halted.

Wan Su was channeling Qi into the brocade when she heard her young master’s shocking words—her eyes bulged as if ready to pop out of their sockets, joining the peony and the two or three butterflies.

Regarding tips and bonus chapters, Dongliu has preliminarily set one extra chapter per fleet master—that is, a 2000-character chapter. Future adjustments for single-chapter bonuses or extended chapters will be clearly noted at the time.

He stuffed his mouth full of cake and mumbled, “Seventh Brother, are you staying here for Xing’er?” Though his girl was clever and charming, that still didn’t justify his belief that Jun Mochen had stayed—wasn’t he a man with grand ambitions?

Now everyone had come back to life, yet Tang Zhong was gone—he hadn’t been seen since his resurrection.

But what danger exactly was worth worrying about? Only Old Yamamoto himself likely knew.

Cold winds howled, dark clouds loomed overhead, mountain shapes blurred as if veiled in black gauze; plants lost their color, swaying like trembling ghostly claws.

“Brother Yi De, after you.” By the way, check my current stats via the system—Zhang Fei’s strength is 95 right now, no weapon, no horse. I should remember that with weapon and horse, I was only 96—if I can’t win, this’ll be embarrassing.

A chorus of exclamations rose around him; Wu Enqi instantly became the center of attention among passersby. Yet Wu Enqi stood stunned—he believed Kichi, the Demon-Devouring Minstrel, should never have shown him such warmth.

In Huangliu City, these herbs are relatively common, since they’re grown over large areas and are cheap.

When Lü Bu led his troops to the foot of the mountain, Li Gu led his men to challenge him. Lü Bu charged forward in fury; Li Gu retreated up the mountain. Arrows and stones rained down, and Lü Bu’s army could not advance.

Duan Zhi Xuan nodded in agreement but shot Su Jiu a furious glare—if not for his interference with Duan Zan, none of this would have happened.

After a long while, the fireball above Lu Qi visibly expanded; part of his internal fusion energy flowed into the fireball, while another part formed dozens of fine threads, crisscrossing and encircling its exterior to prevent deformation and concentrate the energy within.

Just a moment ago, he’d thought only the Holy Spirit could have devised such a trick—but then he realized: if the Holy Spirit hadn’t turned him into a toad and thrown him from Wumei Manor to Chu Yun Mountain, he’d still be in the dark. But now, at this moment, he knew the hidden truth.

Seeing Zhu Yan remain motionless and neutralize his attack, Lan Ling leapt from the stone bed and slapped at him. Zhu Yan dodged the blow, then seized Lan Ling in return. Lan Ling struggled repeatedly, but all his skills had been taught by the man before him—he was powerless to resist.