Chapter 149: Did Not Make a Move

"Brother Jiang, what is your real intention for coming to the Murong clan's Ancient Martial Arts Tournament this time?"
"Stop pretending. Even a fool can tell you didn't come just for the so-called first place in the tournament!"
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Evening, the Murong estate.
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The Snow Wolf Princess instantly shifted into a drifting figure, and her body naturally emanated a bone-chilling coldness. Especially her eyes—once filled with a dreamy and enchanting gaze—were now entirely consumed by a murderous intent that made onlookers involuntarily shiver all over.
He smiled and nodded. She embraced his waist from behind, and a feeling called happiness seemed to bubble up from within her.
Di Renjie cast his escape skill, and countless secret edicts flew outward in all directions centered around him, while his movement speed was also boosted. Taking advantage of the gap where the secret edicts blocked the flying wheels and the dragon-hunting blade, his figure flashed and evaded the attacks of the two major weapons.
"He is Uhtred, the grandson of that Baoqi we saw the day before yesterday," Qiu Xuan said, glancing at Huo Yun. Knowing the deep bond between Huo Yun and Kane's group, Qiu Xuan directly named Uhtred. Huo Yun nodded and memorized the name.
"So that's how it is!" With his arms crossed, Zhao Yan shifted his gaze to Zimbabwe on the map.
Classmate Li Hai's habit actually wasn't very serious; it was just that he liked to drive with one hand on the steering wheel like a veteran driver.
He noticed that the eyes of the elderly man opposite had been fixed squarely on him ever since he stepped through the door.
In this Black Mountain Province, although innate experts were rare, they did exist, and people had seen them. If it were in the past, before coming to the Black Mountain Province, people truly wouldn't have laid eyes on an innate expert. Innate experts had their own exclusive circles; how could ordinary people possibly get to see them?
"A black hole?" Hearing these two words, Jiang Tianchen suddenly furrowed his brows, a look of deep thought flashing through his eyes.
Qiu Xuan did not expect Kitty to leave just like that. With a flip of his hand, three flying knives appeared in his grasp. Trusting his instincts, he covered his nose with one hand and hurled the flying knives toward the exit of the secret chamber.
"To break the Wuyou Caves, bring peace back to the common people, suppress the powerful clans, and fight for the livelihood of the masses—just for these two achievements alone, the old Commissioner Long can rest his conscience," Chen Ke said softly.
Daili met his gaze, which was as deep and dark as the sea. She paused for a moment, then calmly turned her head, a faint curve forming at the corner of her lips as she leisurely walked away.
Judging from what Elder Teng and the others said just now, the person who made a move earlier was a top-tier Martial Emperor, and that presumably must be the person right before them.
Rorschach wore a dark expression. Was that really what she cared about? Marisa, your priorities are completely wrong.
If someone had deliberately arranged for her to return to the Prince's Mansion at that exact moment, then Yanliu witnessing Long Xuanyu vomiting blood and subsequently coming to the Shuiyue Nunnery to find her must also have been intentionally orchestrated. And as for the mastermind behind this arrangement... could it be Hidden Mother?
Although Zhao Conggu also nodded, he sneered inwardly. He finally understood why Zhao Zongshi, after offending the military official clique, could so quickly win over their allegiance.
Drizzle-like ice pellets filled the entire sky. With so many members in the Heavenly Dragon Hall unable to dodge in time, more than a dozen martial artists were instantly pierced through their entire bodies by the ice crystals. Just as their blood was about to ooze out, it was instantly frozen solid by the biting cold energy.
Long Xuanyu said nothing more, his thin lips tightly pressed together. His gaze returned to the emerald lake as he plunged into deep thought.
"The True Mantra of the Single Lineage?" Quyong raised an eyebrow, surprised to learn that he possessed the True Mantra of the Single Lineage, and that both Fourth Miss and Zong Qianqian knew about it.
A casual glance revealed that those unidentified soldiers were crying out in alarm, scrambling and tumbling as they fled toward Han Xian's encampment.