Chapter 117: Words of Warning

Dong Yuxiang’s expression was deeply conflicted; fear flickered in his eyes—the unmistakable look of a father worried for his daughter’s safety. Over the years, though Dong Yue had always resented him, he had indeed been protecting her from the shadows.

Lu Fei grew even more curious. “Who is it that wishes Dong Yue harm?”

Dong Yue was a key member of Jiang Meijia’s company, and Lu Fei would never sit idly by while a colleague faced danger.

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Leaving aside whether Li Chen was an enemy, his sudden appearance was already highly suspicious.

The old man was sobbing uncontrollably, and Ma Cheng was so agitated that he nearly broke free of the purple energy’s shackles, desperate to tear apart these devils who wore human faces.

Following closely behind, the three from Wu Hua’s group saw Li Chen disembark and board the cable car. They hurried over to ask Leng Yue about it.

There were times when his promotional words conflicted with his own films, but he had never engaged in malicious hype. He always looked down on those who tried to climb by stirring up controversy.

When the Red Queen detected a large number of T-600 units converging on their location, she immediately deployed the base’s aerial Hunter drones.

Moments ago, the three had hacked away madly, shattering both eyes of Skullcrusher Barn. By rights, blood should have gushed forth, but now only shards of crystalline lens remained—there wasn’t a trace of blood to be seen.

“Good!” So the Celestial Maiden of the Nine Heavens did understand the hardships of the mortal world; realizing how expensive data had become, Wang Yi suddenly thought Xu Qingyin in his phone felt so real and down-to-earth.

Those who knew the power of the Soul Fright Bell dared not approach Wang Yingying any closer, especially since Gu Bo stayed by her side without leaving.

Afterwards, contestants simply needed to present their registration forms that morning to exchange for a race number at the starting point.

You Hai rolled across the sofa, and the exhausted Jin Yu momentarily lost focus, glancing at this odd fellow.

“But we must reclaim the Night Demon Shield,” the gaunt man said formally, his eyes scanning the others for their reactions.

By now, Xu Jian could almost be certain that, on the surface, this matter targeted her, but in reality, the intent was to drag President Xiao into the mire as well.

Qianqiu couldn’t help but raise her brow, glancing at her own hand, which still hovered in mid-air, half-extended, unmoving.

Indeed, Hua Rong had a gift for persuasion, using her own logic to subtly influence with psychological suggestion.

On top of being able to dance atop graves, one swipe of its claws was enough to shatter the barrier meant to imprison Qianqiu.

He had been reminding himself that Gu Xichen was her boyfriend; between friend and lover, she would inevitably side with her man.

Moose feared those talisman soldiers deeply; he didn’t know if Ning He might harm him. In his nervousness, he had even killed someone who wasn’t a talisman soldier.

Yet the sword’s edge was razor-sharp, its aura menacing; more than once, the blade of the Seven Stars of the Northern Dipper nearly grazed her neck as it whistled past.

Now, as Chao Lang had said, she too was riding a tiger—there was no easy way out. Even if she got rid of him, what good would it do her? Not only would she be exposed ahead of time, but the organization would surely lose all faith in her completing the mission.

He reached out again; the phone screen had already switched to the contact-adding interface.

“Are you tired of living? Do you know who she is, and you still dare to touch her? Aren’t you afraid of losing your hand?” another voice warned, heavy with menace.

“Pfft!” Zhou Chunfeng nearly spat out his wine at Fu Chenglong’s words. In this day and age, someone still tried to flirt like that?

By the next morning when she awoke, she always felt weak-limbed and listless for the entire day.

“That method is faulty, there’s a problem. How do they sell those Godslayer Crossbows without enchanted bolts?” McCarthy immediately retreated into haggling over the price.

This was not only because the elves and dwarven warriors were all at the pinnacle of the Divine-Demon Realm, but also for another crucial reason.