Chapter 13092 — Comrade Police
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 2
Taking the dragon god's dive head-on?
How dare he?
To everyone watching, Wei Zhao looked as if he had been scared senseless, standing there motionless for so long.
Then, at the very last moment, Wei Zhao suddenly threw a punch straight upward.
The golden dragon shape halted abruptly.
In the next instant, a mouthful of golden dragon blood sprayed from its jaws, landing squarely on Zhao Ning.
A second later, Zhao Ning, who had just been suffering the torments of the dragon poison, miraculously recovered as if nothing had ever happened.
It would be best to have two pairs of sunglasses: one for everyday use, and another for protection against wind and sand—motorcycle goggles or ski goggles will do.
"Comrade police, I know that giving false testimony and obstructing a police investigation is also against the law." After venting emotions that had been bottled up for so long, Xu Ruyi found her heart unexpectedly calm.
At that moment, the brothers Kong and Yuan had just stepped into the prayer hall and were about to scout the area before letting the players follow in, when the main doors suddenly swung shut; then from the side chamber where the choir was lined up came a sound of singing like a prayer hymn.
"Ahem, Sister Qing, staring at me like that is going to make me blush." Gao Zheng teased Wu Qing.
"Ding-dong!" The familiar system notification sounded, signaling that their team had once again received a familiar mission.
The last mouthful of blood, mixed with fragments of internal organs, spewed from the bear's jaws; the bear, all vitality gone, finally collapsed to the ground, leaving behind eyes that would not close in death. The mighty warlord who had with his own strength held off an entire clan and stirred a war involving millions had at last made his exit; the first core boss of the war priest faction had left the stage.
But seeing Gu Chi's cold expression, she silently swallowed those words again—Gu Chi was truly angry.
"The original state of ancient mythology was exceedingly rich and colorful, but after being washed by the tides of history, what is presented to us today is mostly just fragmentary pieces.
To avoid the opening kill of the transport ship exploding the moment it was damaged, Gu Cheng and Mo hurriedly jumped down from the breached hatch.
"Let's go back to the Western-style house and take a look." Though Gu Cheng was rather unwilling to get close to Chris, rescuing Chris was part of the plot.
"Sect Master Shangguan, we came here to oppose Diancang entirely because Cang Jiuhe forced us to; now we are willing to accept whatever judgment you deem fit, Sect Master Shangguan." Cang Jiuhe's followers, led by Ye Nong, came forward of their own accord to confess their guilt—such was the vast gulf between them that they no longer dared to oppose Diancang.
Lin Mengxi answered without a trace of hesitation, her elegant and refined face nonetheless wearing an expression of one who desired nothing at all.
"Immortal Emperor, then this humble servant shall take his leave now; please await good news in the imperial city." After walking forward a few steps, Ye Feng cupped his hands and bowed to the Immortal Emperor, speaking with respect.
Seeing this, the demonic leader was stricken with terror, his eyes wide with disbelief; only now did he realize beyond all doubt that he was no match for his opponent.
Many ancient clan powers other than the Ying clan had by now decided that, no matter what, they had to send Xiao Zichuan into battle for the third fight.
"Thanks! But I get the feeling the people in your organization are a mixed bag—if you don't manage them well, trouble won't be far off." Chen Zhen cupped his hands in a distant salute and offered the reminder, as a way of repaying them for their answers.
A ferocious, evil flood dragon appeared in the vast sky, likewise transforming into a streak of flowing light that pounced toward the cat demon. The two streaks of light met in midair, striking sparks.