47. Chapter 47

The Blood-Armored Fiend ran for its life. Seeing that Ye Mo's figure had already vanished from its field of vision, it finally let out a sigh of relief.

"No, no, it's just that I felt too hungry, and plus, Auntie's cooking smelled so good, which made me even hungrier," Ye Xingchen quickly fabricated an excuse to play it off.

Wandering Ghost flipped his wrist and extended his arm, the tip of his blade tracing a smooth arc as it pointed toward the center of the arena. A cluster of faint, gloomy light condensed, and it was on the verge of breaking away from the blade tip to shoot outward.

随后, guided by the guiding mage, the dozen or so people who had been lingering at the doors all entered the interior.

Because this was the Town Demon Division, an institution dedicated to maintaining stability in the Great Qin, its primary responsibility was to slay demons, ghosts, and monsters, though it naturally handled a few other subsidiary duties as well.

Across the vast territories of the empire, very few unassigned, vacant lands remained. Among the surviving arable lands available for cultivation, the problem of land annexation was growing increasingly severe, with numerous independent farmers reduced to serfs and tenant farmers. Consequently, the actual land available for bestowal was even scarcer.

Although he feigned utter indifference on the surface, he actually cared a great deal about his younger sister's affairs.

How old is he, and he can already understand these things? Lothern wore a ghost-seen expression, turning his head to stare at Luther Huss.

As Arkhan's figure gradually grew ethereal, the Lich King finally shifted his gaze to Genevieve beneath the high platform, uttering a simple phrase through magic.

He shoved Chen Xi directly off his lap, tumbling him onto the floor, before reclaiming the computer to continue watching his animation.

"Qianqian, don't be unruly," Huang Feipeng warned. The moment he saw Xu Qianqian's expression, he knew her fearless temper was acting up again. How could he not be anxious?

"Pfft!" Xia Liu spat out the tea he had just swallowed. He stared wide-eyed at Gu Fangxia, completely failing to expect that such words would come out of this young woman's mouth.

At that moment, sounds of fighting also drifted from the north and south. Xiao Ning'er was just about to go and assist when she heard a commotion behind her and saw several more people approaching. She had no choice but to turn around to engage them. Once the fighting started, she realized that these individuals possessed martial arts vastly superior to the previous ones. Drawing her twin swords and deploying her footwork, she fought them to a standstill for a time.

"Peep!" After blowing his whistle, the head referee ran toward Schwab while thrusting his hand toward his chest pocket, flashing a yellow card right in front of Schwab's eyes. Schwab did not protest; slide-tackling an opponent from behind right outside the penalty box was an offense that any referee in the world would book.

Accompanied by Assassin's unhurried voice, Ye Suiyun suddenly heard a rumbling, tumultuous clamor from outside the village, resembling the low growls of wild beasts. Amidst the pitch-black night, countless tiny, glittering points of green light appeared, slowly closing in. As the noise grew louder, the green light multiplied like the hairs on an ox. Looking closer, they turned out to be pairs of eyes reeking of deathly aura.

Peony applied the medicinal ointment to her wounds, and it took effect immediately; the excruciating sensation gradually dissipated. Peony let out a long breath, and with a wave of her hand, Marena and more than thirty others in the distance had their bonds untied.

"Hey! You really have no romance in you! I call this art! Art! Do you understand?!" Qi Feng snatched the jammer away, shouting indignantly, much like an artist whose masterpiece had been labeled with an indecorous tag, stretching his neck as he argued vehemently.

The three black ships cast off and set sail, leaving only Master Jia's passenger boat at the deserted beach, with no one else remaining behind.

Castro no longer passed the ball into the penalty box; instead, he laid it off to Carvajal, who passed it to Walscheid, who in turn gave it to Boshini. The ball traveled in a full horizontal circle across Bayern's backline.

"Didn't you notice? The opponent's attacks on Dark Blood Rose have consistently dealt double damage!" San Jian said with a worried expression.

This anomalous phenomenon prompted Terumi Mei to reassess Uchiha Matsuri's actions. In the end, Terumi Mei arrived at a single conclusion—Uchiha Matsuri was intentionally stalling for time.

"Big Brother! Look, is that Ye Zhi over there?" Mu Qing spotted Ye Zhi from afar and said with an excited expression.

Sometimes, when people suffered from minor ailments like headaches and fevers—things that were hardly serious illnesses—they would still come to invite him.

Hearing Bai Jinran, an American-born Chinese, praise classical Chinese music in such glowing terms, the few people present all wore expressions of pride and arrogance.

Li Shan did not reply to Tao Feng. Their prolonged, grueling exchange had exhausted both of them immensely. Neither wished to continue, yet neither was willing to admit defeat. Right now, Li Shan held an overwhelming advantage; how could he possibly expose himself within arm's reach of a hunter? The fact that he was merely using a Dharma artifact already showed restraint.

After chasing away Uzuki Yugao and the other two, Samui furrowed her brow, her expression carrying an unprecedented level of seriousness.

"What, are you jealous?" Just as she was burning with anger, a lowered, lightly amused, and crisp male voice suddenly sounded from behind her.

Before the two convicts could react further, four youths immediately stepped forward and escorted them away to carry out the sentence.

Therefore, on the difficulty ranking for capturing Tailed Beasts, the Three-Tails, Six-Tails, and Seven-Tails were undoubtedly the easiest, followed closely by the One-Tail, which received special care from the Hidden Sand Village.

For Cui Hengheng, a fiancée like Princess Yongle undoubtedly solidified his status as heir to a significant degree.

Among those watching the duel, although a few were undoubtedly secret agents sent by Zheng Yong and members of the Loyalty Alliance, the vast majority were simply ordinary spectators. Even if some of them had placed bets on Zhao Zhan, they would hardly regard Leng Bing as an enemy nor wish to see him exterminated by those imperial guards.