Chapter 50

The officer waved his hand, signaling the soldiers to conduct a search. Several soldiers stepped forward and carefully inspected Duan Jing and his companions' belongings, but found nothing suspicious.
The officer frowned, evidently somewhat displeased with the result. He waved his hand to tell the soldiers to let them go, saying, "I'll let you off this time, but if I catch you acting so sneakily again, it won't be this easy!"
Duan Jing quickly expressed his gratitude: "Thank you, officer! Thank you, officer!"
The officer coldly—
Hearing these two words repeated once more, Qi Ren tilted his head and tried to recall. The meaning of the first word was easy enough to understand; the Boulder Fortress had hospitals and clinics just like Earth, except that people here usually didn't call the practitioners doctors, but rather pharmacists.
Upon testing, the remaining two individuals were undoubtedly at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm; one of them was likely Li Yan, while the identity of the other remained unknown.
They were seen smiling together, with eerie green lights gleaming on their faces, making them look like malevolent ghosts crawling up from hell. Yet their appearance was identical to ours, impossible to distinguish, which made it all the more bizarre.
Then, he was astonished to discover that the doorway he and the others had just passed through had vanished in the blink of an eye.
Regardless, once this matter was exposed, the credibility of Tang Sifeng's words plummeted significantly.
Yet in his heart, every moment of every day, he thought of puncturing Qin Wei'an's scheme; he was determined to take back what rightfully belonged to him.
Of course, all of this was confined to life-and-death battlefields where lives hung in the balance. Once away from the battlefield, or whenever he felt he had reserved some strength, Wang Xingjiang would not deal a fatal blow.
A wave of shock rippled through the crowd. Hadn't it just been lively moments ago? Why was there suddenly a curfew, and moreover, where on earth had a curfew come from in Bianjing City?
The others knew nothing of the sort; everyone only knew that the once overbearing and awe-inspiring King, after being purged of his toxins, had unexpectedly displayed a rare and coy expression.
Initially, some gossip blogs were talking nonsense, claiming the two had a falling out, but seeing it now, those rumors had naturally collapsed.
Whether due to excessive blood loss or the excruciating pain of the wound, Chu Yufei's complexion was frighteningly pale.
Naturally, that flailing and screeching villainous vampire trampled beneath their feet was also indispensable.
Of course, this effect was not very significant on Malfoy; he chose to pass the trials according to Dumbledore's original intent, using magic all the way and proceeding with practiced ease straight to the Triwizard Cup.
The red mist slowly dissipated from around Jinchuan's body, but the surface of his pitch-black physique seemed to have frozen a thin layer of crimson haze, and this unremarkable red color represented Jinchuan's bloodlust and madness.
This single gold card could be used for consumption throughout the entire Water City, with every expense reimbursed no matter the amount. Furthermore, in some of Xiner's own shops, one could casually take away a great deal of items without spending a single coin.
It took Li Jun half a night browsing various design companies online before meticulously screening them and ultimately choosing this firm known for its exceptional reputation and acclaim.
At a mountain range on the western side of Red Town, a fully equipped team of players was collaborating to deal with a bound specter.
The River of Flames, as the name suggested, was a river where flames flowed—though flames themselves cannot flow, what flowed was actually magma.
"Why come here?" Yue Youruan gazed at the patches of farmland outside the car window and the children waving and laughing at the passing vehicle.
Then Zheng Yuqing stared at Li Jun with a resentful expression that seemed to say: "This baby is wronged, but this baby won't say it."
Upon witnessing this scene, the Twelve Ancestral Witches immediately issued an order: "Children of the Wu clan, fight without reservation and slaughter them! Today, the Yao clan shall be utterly destroyed. Kill!" Despite being severely injured, the Twelve Ancestral Witches took the lead in charging forward, closely followed by billions of Wu warriors.
When Tangren Entertainment Company was in dire straits, not only did he refuse to lend a hand, but he stood idly by and watched from the sidelines.