Chapter 57: Dormitory? Not Even a Dog Would Live There!

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The layout of the two-story small building consisted of a living room, a study, a kitchen, a bedroom, and a separate bathroom on the ground floor.

On the second floor, there were three rooms in total, along with another bathroom.

"Brother Ding, who used to live in this little building?"

Shen Zhiyu certainly did not believe that, under normal circumstances, he was of a high enough rank to live in a house of this caliber.

However, in this era, some things truly could not be judged by conventional logic.

Ding Hongzhong spoke in a low voice, saying—

When Lin Yu threw his punch, although he likewise relied upon his own strength, he did not completely sever his connection with the outside world.

In the past, whenever Li Xinyu was at home, she would wait for him in the living room for the vast majority of the time.

Yue Miao saw a deep bloody gash on its belly, which looked like it had been clawed by a member of the wolf tribe.

Guo Lingling then channeled true elemental energy into the two lotus flowers. The two lotus flowers rose abruptly into the air, ascending straight up to the white clouds, and then rapidly flew toward the direction of the Chivalrous Alliance. On top of the lotus flower, Guo Lingling saw that the high mountains were covered in snow, while the lower regions had higher temperatures and not much snow.

It seemed that Feng Junyi also suspected that Xia Junyao might come looking for her, so the room arranged for her was somewhat remote. It was not in the main courtyard, and even the rockery and garden layout looked rather strange.

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Hearing these words, something inside Lu Siyan's chest seemed to plummet heavily, shattering into dust that could be easily swept away by the wind.

Turning her head to look at their own Exalted Lord, she saw them all looking excessively startled, as if trapped in a terrifying nightmare.

Bingyue gathered spiritual energy like a sword, and countless rose-mallows appeared upon the blade. Wielding her sword, Bingyue slashed down several arrows, but an even more formidable arrow struck her left arm once again.

As for these people, some were mere acquaintances she had met by chance, some had no significant relation to her at all, and there were even those who were only willing to offer her assistance for the sake of An Lingchen.

If the Peerless Martial Sovereign were provoked into a state of high spirits, he might even destroy the three sects in a fit of anger.

At this moment, Fang Chen in the inn was examining the Void Star Celestial Map he had obtained from the Star River Patriarch.

What more could Li Mubai say? He was on the verge of tears, realizing only then that his own outlook had been far too shallow.

However, the keys to open the mountain gate were in the hands of those few people, so he had no choice but to kill them first. As for whether this would cause panic within the Misty Hermit Sect, he did not yet know.

Some martial artists spend their entire lives unable to comprehend even the embryonic form of true intent, but once they comprehend it, they are bound to comprehend true intent itself in the years that follow.

Longya could no longer maintain his cool exterior; his expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "Never mind what is up ahead; judging by this commotion, it is not something we can handle. Fleeing for our lives right now is what matters most!"

Li Mubai could not see it, but he could sense it, so a trace of an imperceptible curve appeared at the corner of his mouth. He did not expose it; he knew that throughout the entire Li family, he was not the only one who harbored doubts about Li Qinghe—Old Master Li did as well.

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However, after this sneak attack incident, Li Mubai knew that within the territory of the Crimson Flame Tribe, one had to know how to disguise oneself, or it would be very easy to be exposed.

"I say Old Wang the Second, can making such a massive commotion really deal with that corpse viper!?" a soldier asked his companion while carrying a stone.

The masked man let out a low grunt and struck with a single palm. Instantly, the void shattered, and a terrifying palm print blasted toward Fang Chen and the others.

From the gate of the cultivation palace, an unimaginable force emanated, drilling into Fang Chen's body and jarring him to the point of vomiting blood.

Carefully inventorying the materials brought over by Xiyu, Linguo selected the spiritual plants needed for refining the Spirit-Nourishing Pills. Clearing her mind and calming her spirit to reach her optimal state, she retrieved the lower-grade magical artifact alchemy furnace and began the refinement.

Xiao Wangfan's mouth twitched violently. What on earth was a football team, and what on earth was the World Cup? What kind of ghost story was this—complete nonsense.

Hearing the cheers, the soldiers were all full of vigor and glowing with health, looking just like bridegrooms about to go and welcome their brides.

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