Chapter 33: Taken by the Young Master Fang

Fang Zhixu showed no mercy, playing his cards aggressively and targeting Ye Han specifically. Thanks to his advantageous position, he won several rounds. Ye Han had already removed his shoes, socks, and belt; another loss would mean taking off his shirt.

When Ye Han launched a counterattack and Fang Zhixu began to lose, Chen Meimei considerately offered to take the penalty for him so he wouldn't have to undress. She removed her stockings and the sweater she wore over her outfit. Her top was a pure white lace T-shirt, a combination of lace and translucent white mesh that revealed the black half-cup bra she wore underneath.

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Luo Tian wandered through several hallways and, upon seeing the long, winding line of living and dead people, burst into a furious rant. He couldn't get up to them, and since this dilapidated school lacked elevators, his skills were useless; he couldn't even save the people he wanted to protect.

Even if Elvira stopped counting now, Elvis would continue the sequence in his mind.

As Elvis swept his fingers across the strings at high speed, a rapid melody erupted. A wave of air seemed to form in front of him, pushing the skeleton soldiers on the front lines to either side. In just a moment, a wide, empty area appeared at the front of the expedition team.

After acknowledging the order, Du Hai efficiently disposed of the bodies of the Fourth Elder and his cohorts before slipping away toward the back mountain.

"Of course it counts. As long as they entered the Magic Guild for training between the last assembly and this one, they are eligible," Maiken said.

Sure enough, after about ten minutes, his eyes gradually adjusted to the environment, and his vision became increasingly clear.

The next morning, Zheng Xiaoqian woke up to find Li Bixia still standing by the window. A wave of guilt washed over her; she couldn't believe she hadn't let him sleep in the bed while she herself had slept soundly all night.

They were not outside the main hall; Yang Ying had led Zhang Yi and the others directly to the martial arts practice field.

The scarred man’s eyes seemed to drift toward Xige intentionally or otherwise, but every time Xige glanced over, the man would pretend to be intently focused on his drink, which made Xige grow increasingly vigilant.

The Five Young Masters fought as a group against Zhang Tianfeng. Zhang used metal to counter wood, and the fierce battle continued for over ten minutes without a clear victor. Of course, the fact that the Five Young Masters were each holding back was a significant reason why the two sides remained evenly matched.

"Whoosh!" An arrow pierced through the wind and snow, flying abruptly toward Qin Ke with lethal intent. Qin Ke ducked quickly, and the arrow grazed his scalp, scattering his hair.

She had been coddled by the Xu family her entire life and had little experience with schemes, so the methods she could employ were limited.

Yang Xiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a dangerous arc forming on his lips. He locked eyes with Lin Xiao, a cold glint flickering in his gaze.

This meant the opponent had not gone all out and was still holding back some strength. Moreover, his cultivation was formidable and his internal energy was so abundant that there was no sign of exhaustion.

As she spoke the last few words, Bai Muxue's voice grew significantly softer, and one could vaguely detect a hint of shyness and happiness in her tone.

In other words, there were not only them in this tomb now, and there might not be only three groups of people present.

Murong Kai’s voice was not loud, but it struck the two disguised assassins like a thunderclap.

A moment ago, his presence had been overwhelming, but now it was as if he had suddenly vanished; even Zhu'er could no longer sense where he was.

Shen Suixin was choked with anger and could not find the words to retort; she only wished she could splash the milk from her glass onto his hateful face.

Xu Jiao felt deeply disappointed hearing this, thinking that Yuechu really didn't consider her a friend at all; otherwise, why wouldn't she even tell her what went into the seasoning?

The Great Shaman furrowed his brows but said nothing. Seeming to believe Ling Feng's words, he beckoned to him, signaling him to come over.

I didn't know if this sentence was a code, but the boss froze upon hearing it. He stared at me blankly for a long time before stooping down to rummage through the cabinet under the front desk.

Xi Zhe suddenly went into a frenzy. His control over the "Absolute Domain" reached a new level, and he pulled Velika back. Meanwhile, the suction force of the Golden Dragon’s vortex gradually weakened, likely because it had run out of steam. It had been sucking for over a minute, which was already quite terrifying.