Chapter 47: Who Is Meng Yanche?

“They’re falling from the very top of the cliff face, which likely means there’s a path above,” Captain Zhang said, raising his index finger to point at the cave overhead.

“What does it look like? We should help search for it too. Nami, stop the ship!” Luffy spoke up. That was just the kind of person he was—he would choose this course of action even if a Navy admiral were arriving.

“Is that who I’m supposed to meet? He came on his own, didn’t he? And isn’t it all because of that troublesome love affair you stirred up? Rongrong is still keeping herself pure for you,” Leng Huansha said discontentedly, wondering who should really be upset.

Dust billowed as the massive form of the bull thundered to the ground, pinning Zhao Changfeng beneath it. After a few moments, Bai Changtian looked at the enormous corpse before him, hesitating whether to flip Zhao Changfeng over to finish him off when five figures arrived from behind—none other than the Wuming group.

“Hello, Sister Chuyue, my name is Mu Ziluo,” Mu Ziluo said with a smile in her eyes. Ling Chuyue was truly gentle, making one want to draw near, exuding a special warmth.

Before long, she had finished the entire bowl of noodles, downing every last drop of soup. Just as she reached for another bowl beside her, a pair of slender hands moved the noodle bowl to the other side of the table.

Hearing this, Zhao Changfeng’s expression grew grave. The demon tribe was a race of intelligence on par with humans, and their strength rivaled that of the human race, together constituting one of the rulers of this world.

Gradually, the once-sturdy house could no longer bear the immense pressure and collapsed with a resounding crash, debris and bricks swirling around the edge of the storm.

But now, under such close scrutiny, she had no way to slip away elsewhere. Moreover, the guards within the estate seemed even tighter than before, with wave after wave of patrol teams pacing back and forth.

Genius-level skill aside, he wasn’t worried that these people wouldn’t learn gun-fighting techniques. However, fighting crime required teamwork, coordination, and following orders.

With that thought, Lin Feng parked the car and headed towards the villa where Tang Huairu lived.

After he finished his tasks, the other six formed a defensive formation, smiling as they stood guard.

The burly man had indeed called to say the banquet was canceled. Could it be that this time the banquet was truly to welcome Shen Yang’s release from prison?

Fu Yehan hadn’t forgotten his purpose for coming today, but Xie Yunmo was still eyeing him covetously. Earlier, he had mentioned the dowry money again.

Bai Ling turned to look at Thirteen and said, “I’m curious too—what should we do about Ghost Master?”

Half of the 600,000 reservists had been dispatched to the front lines where Wang Ye’s forces had been unable to break through for a long time.

Though this space currently seemed to belong to her, she still approached the things inside with cautious experimentation.

Across all of Qin, Zhao Chuan was the first to dare to openly snub Li Si and Ying Zheng.

Ten minutes later, Gu Yuanman’s body went limp, and she fainted. Zhang Xiucui’s breathing also returned to a steady rhythm.

Although the results differed somewhat from those of other awakened ability users, Su Nan was confident. Wasn’t he a living example? If he could succeed, so could others. Then he could personally build a team of ability users—a thought that thrilled him deeply.

When he saw a young, elegant lady accompanied by two teenage maids not far ahead, his eyes momentarily shrank. But upon noticing their ordinary attire, he immediately regained his composure.

The horses brought out were free, but ‘Chun’cao couldn’t ride. Recently, Lü Ziqi had led a horse, mounted it, and held ‘Chun’cao and the child close in front of him.

Jiang Fan slipped into the kitchen and began preparing dinner. Tian Tian sat sullenly on the living room sofa, her gaze somewhat vacant.

A young man in his mid-twenties with a center-parted hairstyle reached to touch the BP machine hanging at his waist, squinted at it, then decisively rejected the call. He then crossed his arms and leaned against the chair back, closing his eyes.

Su Nan said coldly, “Say that again!” His icy glare made Du Jian’s heart tremble. Su Nan’s aura had shifted, now radiating a murderous intent that an ordinary man like Du Jian could not withstand.

Xiao Yao’s game account remained logged in. With a glance, he noticed Huoyao Yan’s reply and content. Not wanting Mr. Wolf to be disturbed by trivial matters, he replied casually.

The thought of living with a demon-class being in the future filled him with excitement. Seeing the Medical Emperor no longer wore the previous loser’s expression, he felt genuine admiration—a clear sign of a follower’s posture.

Figures like Qin Shi Huang and Bai Qi, under the blessing of the world’s spiritual energy and laws, naturally became even more formidable.

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“That apple tree looks like it’s about to bloom...” Chu Yi’s voice drew everyone’s attention to a nearby apple tree.

They just wanted to light a fire, eat something, and chat with friends—to pass the day casually.

Streit wasn’t late. When he leaned beside Virelad, Olivia arrived from the other side of the forest.

Even so, the deep purple mist nearby paused briefly before merging again, and the spherical gaseous ghost appeared once more.

The scent stopped abruptly inside the manor burned by fire because the alchemical potion’s odor was too strong. Returning to the street, no similar scent was found. This meant either Coco deliberately masked her scent or operated in places capable of concealing odors.

Hellfire, descending from the sky with evil flames, struck the barrier but was extinguished along with its green flames. What fell to the ground was merely a large stone.

Still, Ruvik didn’t understand why they gathered in the “ruined city,” floating dispersed in the air.

Today, Bao Bao was truly earnest. Ma Jin returned to his room, and shortly after sitting down, servants began bringing out dishes.

Qi Tongwei said excitedly that he had originally thought Zhang Yi, an American citizen, might refuse to sell military raw materials to Hua Country. He had prepared himself for Zhang Yi’s refusal...

“What? There really are some mixed in? That’s a death sentence!” Lei Zi’s eyes flashed in disbelief. If it was that dangerous, why come here at all?