Chapter 48: Secret Revenge-With a Dimensional Chat Group in Hand, the Doomed Side Character Soars to Immortality(Ephemeral clouds and fleeting winds, like the tinkling of wind chimes in passing moments.)

"Alright, we'll follow your lead, Senior Brother."
Yunxi and Zong Hao were receptive to advice, with no intention of planting too much, since this was their first attempt.
Zong Hao glanced at the distribution map and said,
"Senior Brother, we'd like to choose adjacent spirit fields, so my sister and I can look out for each other."
Yunxi cast Zong Hao a reproachful look and said,
"Brother Zong Hao, don’t make things difficult for Senior Brother. It doesn’t have to be right next to each other. As long as the spirit fields are good and we’re not too far apart..."

If the production team wanted to investigate these matters, it would actually be quite simple. But Willow Fluff, out of respect for Zhou Zekai, hadn’t looked at any of the materials before arriving.

At present, since this technique was newly created, Xing Chu estimated he could only manage a single move; anything more would be difficult to sustain.

Meng Wuming planted the totem directly onto the platform below. Afterwards, the space containing the bone of shade was completely sealed by metal, its terrifying resilience likely unbreakable even by a mighty deity.

One enemy had just leapt out of the car, only to be shot down by a rapid triple burst. The next moment, several guns were trained on that direction, unleashing a hail of bullets. The body of the Volkswagen Tiguan was instantly riddled with holes, glass flying everywhere.

Su Ruhui and the other two remained silent, yet took in every word exchanged. They secretly laughed at Queen Zhou, who outwardly seemed dignified and generous, yet harbored dissatisfaction with the Ho family. She hadn’t noticed that Ganran had already taken all the blame, and when Queen Zhou began to persuade, it became the Ho family’s fault.

When Zhou Ze Yi finally arrived by car, the crowded square was a sea of people. Zhou Ze Yi could only see the man on the giant screen at the back. The man had a refined face, not a whit different from his own, perhaps even more handsome.

"What?" Qing Binghe's mouth dropped open. The Blood Lotus Cult Master was a deity and possessed the Death Card, yet the Thunder Emperor could hold his own against him? That was unbelievable.

Only now did Wen Ziqing realize she had seen the code left by Ji Jingxi earlier, and she was amazed.

The points earned from a lifetime of virtue were barely a drop in the bucket compared to what she needed. If she could save an innocent person, why be stingy? Moreover, even after decades, Fu Sheng remained an eight-year-old child.

Whenever Lin Yao thought about the masked man being ridiculed, she felt uneasy deep inside, a feeling she greatly disliked.

Not long after, Doron, Ming, Harry, and the Bull brothers left the count’s manor. The place was full of dead bodies and uninhabitable.

This work was a xianxia drama; aside from filming, special effects played an even larger role. For the actors, this meant many tedious and monotonous shoots.

"That big villain—he’s my enemy too!" Pang Hu stepped forward, waving the shield in his hand.

However, Ouyang Jingying was extremely vigilant, checking every room with her sister. In such an environment, having food, water, weapons, and medicine increased your survival odds over others.

Another point: not all pets possessed spiritual intelligence or could interact with humans. The smarter and more interactive the pet, the higher the price—usually beyond the reach of ordinary people.

With a loud bang, the Black Tortoise collided head-on with the swinging axe. Zhou Yi instantly felt dizzy, a metallic taste in his throat, and blood spurted out.

Li Tie Niu rode a chestnut horse, watching the aggressive Yun Lang and Zuo Kang across from him. He squeezed the horse’s flanks and charged forward, brandishing twin axes.

An Rong placed the watermelon on the stone table where the chessboard used to be, then raised a knife and cut it in half.

Although life imprisonment was already severe, it still brought much more comfort to the father compared to the death penalty.

The box, though made of unknown material, was extremely sturdy. Not knowing what it was, Fire Genji lightly slashed it twice with the Grass Cutter Sword, yet not even a mark was left.

But before he could think further, the car was surrounded. The driver, sensing trouble, immediately floored the accelerator, trying to break out. Yet no matter how hard he tried, the car wouldn’t budge; the tires spun helplessly against the ground, squealing. That was when Bao Bin realized how formidable their opponents truly were.