Chapter 790: Damn, Tyrant!

Zhou Yi had his reasons for saying this; to know oneself and the enemy is to win every battle. Since "Star. BIGSTAR" was like that, it was only natural for him to read more, learn more about their published content, and look for any illegal material.

It was absolutely not to eat melons or watch gossip; he, Zhou Yi, was absolutely not such a boring person.

"But then again, these bastards are indeed a bit interesting; if they can't get under someone's bed, they carry cameras up trees and climb walls, determined to take photos..."

When Liu Fan heard that Lu Bu and others had submitted to Dong Zhuo, his sense of crisis suddenly rose. Liu Fan knew that Lu Bu was from Wuyuan Commandery, which belonged to Bingzhou under Dong Zhuo's jurisdiction; moreover, Lu Bu valued money above all and recognized no kin, so as long as Dong Zhuo offered a high price, Lu Bu would definitely defect to him.

He simply turned the sword tip slightly to deflect the white flying sword's attack path, bypassed the white flying sword, and then, as he crossed paths with it, the red flying sword suddenly struck.

Before the black mist's voice had even faded, Captain Roger felt he could no longer control his body; no matter how hard he tried, he could not move, and only those anxious and angry eyes could turn.

This Xuan Tong Six Ears heard their voices from far away; seeing they were completely unguarded, he did not lead his junior brothers to attack but pretended to be a beast demon lost while patrolling the mountain, wandering aimlessly in the Great Mountain looking for the way home to fool them. Thus, both sides, each with their own Lan Xinyan, walked to face each other.

"Rumor has it that Zhuang Jian received a legacy from a supreme expert in the Mist Forest; could it be that he sealed part of his power within his body, allowing him to unleash unparalleled strength when necessary?" Xiao Chen said.

How is that possible? You all know the Chief's physical condition; how could it possibly be better than before? Zhou Yiqin asked with a completely blank expression, her face showing total disbelief.

"It was Yan'er who spoke out of turn and offended the General; please forgive her." Cai Yan's voice was soft and lingering, like a sweet poison, making Liu Fan utterly unable to resist.

He even asked himself in his heart whether he truly regretted the issue he had figured out; regarding the matter of Lin Bixiao, during the brief contact just now, he found that his previous disgust for Lin Bixiao had completely vanished, replaced by attraction.

Seeing them all flee back, Daza Lu realized this hunting mission had failed. To prevent trouble from arising from a long night, he requested battle from the Divine Dragon Sha Lord, asking him to send reinforcements out of the city to resist the enemy, determined to fight Monk Jie Long's forces to the death.

After the helpers left, Li Wei and his wife hurried back to their own home, leaving only Li Da's family behind.

As for Mu Han, he was mostly afraid others would misunderstand that he and Yan were jealous of each other over Bai Li Ningyan, forcing him to rely on the Hao Emperor to eliminate his rival, making himself look like a coward who valued women over righteousness.

Such a massive mobilization, such step-by-step scheming; I fear their goal is not merely to capture fugitives, is it?

For a senior veteran expert, this matter is nothing; the greatest worry is how to give the public a reasonable explanation.

After all, facing such a bloody scene with blood corpses everywhere, it would be strange if there was no reaction at all.

In the Dry Realm, those called Divine Spirits are not living beings! They should be considered manifestations of rules! They have no consciousness, no emotions, and only instinctively protect the Dao; this is the true face of a Divine Spirit.

With each investigation, as they learned more and more, they slowly lifted the veil over Baolun City; Shui Wu Yue grew increasingly shocked, until his heart sank to the bottom.

At the realm of Ying Yue, one could naturally easily distinguish the concentration of spiritual energy in the air, and thus follow the clues to find the tiny spirit crystal mines beneath the ice plain.

On their faces was nothing but ferocious killing intent, like bloodthirsty mad dogs.

Helping everyone understand the truth is also a proper matter; after all, some players in the team who just reached the one-versus-one level did not understand why the production class wages in Wind and Rain Reincarnation were so high. Now, they understood how hard these uncles had it, and also knew how hard it was to wear this set of equipment.