Chapter 95: The Prophecy, Three Will Die Tonight

He could not help glancing at Gu Hansheng beside him. Gu Hansheng gave a slight nod, and Shi Yi instantly felt at ease. Reaching out, he took the trembling girl’s hands in his.

“Ahhh! Ahhh!”

“Don’t be afraid. We’re not bad people. We’re police officers.”

As he spoke, Shi Yi gently patted the girl’s back.

She did not look very old at all; who would have thought she had the nerve to come exploring an abandoned hospital?

At the Hong family’s seats, Hong Chen was also there, though his expression was far from pleasant. In his heart, he had already decided that Han Yue and Han Xue would certainly belong to him. Yet after what had happened a few days earlier, he realized just how far away he was from the two Han sisters.

Even True Person Tongtian could not help but swallow his pride and ask Wang Chen whether there was any left over, and whether he could have some. He even said that after drinking such peerless wine, all other liquors would taste bland forever after.

The elders of Seven Radiance Sect present all heard it, and felt a chill in their hearts and weakness in their limbs. What degree of agony could force such a monstrously powerful ghost cultivator to cry out so miserably? At such a sound, they all looked toward Long Xingyu.

“Why do I need a token just to stay here? What kind of logic is that? Isn’t an inn supposed to be for lodging?” Yan’er said, eyes wide.

At once, the seawater outside the altar began to churn violently, then gradually split open with a crack, as though it had been cleaved cleanly in two by an unseen blade.

Just like Xiao Feng at this moment, he did not refuse Qianye Koichiro’s challenge. Since Qianye Koichiro had gone to such lengths to seek him out, it was obvious that this was not merely to make a friend.

Donald howled in pain as the other man tormented him, his whole body jerking uncontrollably. Beside him, Pododaliwa seemed long accustomed to scenes like this and remained utterly unmoved.

The three brothers, Dragon Two, Dragon Three, and Dragon Four, clenched their fists until they cracked loudly, their expressions fierce as they glared viciously at Tang Haodong. If Tang Haodong did not soften at once, he would likely be in for a brutal beating.

Some people, dissatisfied with their lives and seeking spiritual consolation, became their followers. Others from various trades and professions, who already possessed a certain degree of influence, power, and wealth, but hoped to use this opportunity to expand them further, also joined their flock.

Thinking this, Ye Fei hurriedly lifted his head and glanced around. Sure enough, not far away, a flash of light flickered behind a reef, and three jet skis burst out, racing toward him at full speed.

“I understand,” came Chu Xuan’s voice through the communicator. Clearly, he had already reached a conclusion.

He had originally thought that consuming the Thousand-Year Blood Bodhi would restore him somewhat, only to be told that if he ate it directly, the surging force of blood and qi would burst his body apart.

Si Ya’s gaze shifted, taking in the expressions of both men, and she immediately understood that she had just made a mistake.

Covered in cold sweat, Zhan Lan was utterly bewildered. Had the motion of tossing away the jade pendant made him misunderstand something?

But Chu Yun felt there was no need; the original things probably did not need to be deleted. In truth, it was just like a computer: one only had to add a command at the lowest level.

“It is a long story. I will make it brief,” Zheng Zha said, wracking his brain to describe everything that had happened over these days.

But how could I not know that the entire area outside Yuyuan was filled with her people? The moment I stepped out of Yuyuan, I would fall into her hands.

“Luo Feng, treasures are not the important thing. What matters is secret arts. Secret arts are the truly precious things. As for treasures, once everyone has strength, they can obtain them. If you have any good secret arts, bring them out and let everyone have a look,” Yuan said impatiently.

Three heavenly lightning bolts shot off in three directions. Two of them struck their targets dead on, bursting forth with thick, fiendish aura and cries of agony amid the thunder. Only one ghost moved with such speed that it evaded the strike before it landed, then surged forward like a bowshot arrow and attacked Yin Weiyong at once.