Chapter 709

"The masked man is not the real Uchiha Madara; he is still heading to the battlefield with the six Jinchuriki. You are very likely to encounter him on the battlefield next."

"Please be careful. Although he is not Uchiha Madara, the strength and ambition shown by the masked man are not fake."

Nara Shikaku reminded.

The masked man's identity is fake, but what he does is not fake. Even if he is not Uchiha Madara, the masked man is still the number one enemy the Allied Shinobi Forces must defeat.

Kill them, the rainbow mist spreads, still making them hard to resist. Don't kill them, just let the rainbow ladybugs fly over—what will happen, no one knows.

Moreover, this unscrupulous old father-in-law seemed to have noticed Xiao Feng's presence, actually nodding and smiling slightly at him.

Think about it, it was the royal family of the Dark Void Continent. If not for the severe injuries it sustained at this moment and the presence of a great enemy beside it, this so-called Ku'er tribe wouldn't even be qualified to be its slave food.

The number was very small, but Yun Ting felt that with slow management, it could still be expanded. This was already a starting point many players didn't have. As long as he stayed away from the Central Plains, hid in a corner to develop, he would still be very likely to recover to the level of his previous life.

As soon as these words were spoken, the people on both sides instantly turned to stone, and their eyes looking at Xiao Feng were filled with unprecedented terror.

As soon as Fu Xi left, Kuang Lang had just sent someone to deliver the letter and returned. Si Yu saw Kuang Lang coming back, immediately smiled and greeted him, while giving Kuang Lang a wink.

Recently everything had been smooth, Liu Yong was in a good mood. Just after finishing dinner, Xu Shu delivered a secret letter, which made Liu Yong overjoyed.

Old Zhu was still hesitating when a light flickered on the windowsill. In a fluster, he quickly reached out and snatched the yellow jade bracelet.

"'No reason, I just saw from your eyes... maybe we are not suitable,' Ye Chen said indifferently. Regarding Ling Mengxi's matter, because he didn't consider the consequences, he had already tasted the bitter fruit. He didn't want the same or similar thing to happen to him a second time."

"'It's windy outside, you don't want your legs anymore?' After several days together, he actually grew fonder of this simple-hearted girl. He hugged the medical kit tightly and hurried her into the house."

Immediately after, the sky seemed to be covered by a huge black cloth, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. A pale and harsh lightning bolt tore across the sky. Aunt Li sat on the stone stool in the courtyard shelling beans, seemingly completely unaffected.

Everyone elevated the identity of the Awakened a bit too high, subconsciously dividing people into different classes.

The blade cut toward the wrist, while Tian Chuan's left leg, which had just stepped back, returned as soon as it landed. With one step, he moved in front of the opponent, and his right hand was already pushing toward the opponent's chin.

Yang Xiao's mouth seemed always slightly raised, like a lofty deity. His gaze was cold and ruthless, staring at Li Hongling lying on the ground.

'Screech'—the sound of tires rubbing against the ground. Miao Hong couldn't speak, but her hearing was perfectly fine.

Colonel Bai hadn't yet reacted to his promotion. Was this... was this beginner's luck?

From high school to college, he went out to work summer jobs almost every year. During that time, he was often tricked by those agents. Over time, he gradually gained some insights into the art of deception.

Finally, the itinerary was set. The three would depart at the end of July, go to the US for two weeks, and not go to Australia this time. They would talk about it later if there was an opportunity.

"'No need.' Ruan Qiao came to her senses, withdrew her complex gaze, and gently sipped from the cup."

Zhang Cuishan casually threw away the Profound Ice Heart, flashed a grin, then walked forward without looking back, never glancing at Ling Ling again.

Suddenly, in the bathroom, he discovered her figure. The shower head had just fallen, and A-Chen grabbed her roughly, without any gentleness, threw her onto the bed, and pressed her under him.