Chapter 53 Little Liar

Zhao Baitong left the private room and headed toward the place Xiao Zhe had mentioned.

From a distance, she saw Xiao Zhe standing under the tree shadows. The chilly night air seemed to shroud his entire figure in a layer of frost.

He held a cigarette between his fingers, his smoking motion appearing slightly unfamiliar. "Baitong."

He called her name, then tossed the cigarette butt aside and ground it out under his heel.

"Wh—"

At this moment, a bow materialized in his hands. The longbow was already drawn, and a three-zhang-long arrow, interwoven with black and white, was aimed directly at Gu Lie.

A solitary white figure walked from afar through the peach-blossom pink toward Qiudaolei and Yuanchuan.

His sharp gaze swept across the coastline in all directions. After searching for a long time with no trace in sight, his foot suddenly stepped on something. Looking down, he saw it was a mobile phone—belonging to that girl. Following the direction pointed by the phone, his heart nearly leapt out of his chest, and he plunged into the sea and swam toward it.

"Seventy-eight thousand pieces!" When someone caught sight of this number, they fainted on the spot. Why was the gap between human beings so vast?

Shenxing Wuji's tone was not particularly profound, yet hearing these words, especially under the current circumstances, sent a chill straight down everyone's spines.

Piyue, I hope for your happiness more than anyone else in this world. Even if your happiness does not include me, I will not feel sad, because I am your brother. I want to watch you being cherished in the palms of others' hands. Perhaps I might feel jealous, but as long as you are happy—that is the only thing I ask of you: you must be happy.

Looking back on it now, Tesla's daring to hand over the very foundation of his livelihood to Shenxing Wuji was certainly not without purpose.

If he were to die, he would never be able to find her again, never see her radiant smile, never be able to hold her warm, jade-like embrace. He was afraid.

The behemoth that had swallowed Yang Chen in mid-air was now tossed about helplessly by the swirling currents surging from the depths of the abyss, completely unable to control its own form.

Another fist came rushing toward him at this very moment. In his shock, the middle-aged cultivator had no choice but to raise his other fist to meet the blow.

All over the sky, blood-red thunderbolts exploded simultaneously. The space between heaven and earth was filled entirely with roaring noise and blood-red light, transforming into a realm akin to hell.

At this moment, Xiao Yan felt as though his arm had completely lost all sensation. Only when droplets of fresh blood fell did he realize he had already been injured.

My heart lifted with joy as well. After all, along this journey, Honghu had rendered us immense assistance, and coupled with its exquisite appearance, I would surely have felt deeply grieved if it had truly perished here.

"You look like a painted cat, why don't you go wash your face!" Qin Tianci looked at Yu Jia and said half-jokingly.

"Where did you get this?" Old Master Situ Qingqian asked with a still-solemn expression. Situ Qingqian's immediate thought was that with the martial prowess of Qin Tianci and He Yu, scaling roofs and vaulting walls to enter a room stealthily was far too easy; Situ Qingqian was afraid that Qin Tianci had acquired this item through questionable means.

Naturally, they did not hold Ye Lang in any regard. Some fledgling punk actually dared to play the hero and save the damsel in distress right in front of them—wasn't that simply courting death?

"Naruto, after your exam, bring my badge along as well. I'll be waiting for you at home. Oh right, go check on Hinata." The last sentence was spoken by Yezang in a voice audible only to Naruto. With that, Yezang left the school.

"I'm fine with anything. What would you like to eat?" Mei Yu said with a smile. After all, the two of them had just met, so there was still a sense of unfamiliarity and polite distance.

"What opportunity?" The Evil Sovereign looked at the peerless beauty before him, a surging sense of familiarity rising in his heart. Who was this person? Why did he feel as though he had seen her somewhere before? While he asked the question, his thoughts were still frantically searching his memories for where on earth he might have encountered her.

"To make even the Primordial Ancestor wary, this ancient ship is truly bizarre!" Ruan Chen was deeply startled. Upon his arrival, he had not noticed the extra fingerprint on the vessel. Yet having witnessed the Martial Realm God attack the ancient ship and leave only a very faint mark on its hull—much like rubbing away a fleck of rust, without damaging the structure at all—he was profoundly shaken.