43 The Cold-Hearted Scoundrel Who Abandoned His Wife and Son (18)

"Since you know this, how could you utter such treasonous words just now?" Lan Qingqing retorted.

Hearing this, Lan Qingqing breathed a slight sigh of relief. As long as the Empress Dowager summoned the imperial physician, it would buy some time. Jing Ye's men must be nearby, and seeing the commotion here, they would surely go and inform him.

Before she could even finish her sentence, a sliver of silver light whizzed past his cheek, leaving behind a bloody scratch.

In truth, even genius powerhouses feel loneliness. Once they reach a certain height where there are no more opponents left, having only oneself to grope blindly forward is a state of utter helplessness.

His thoughts forced together, Kishimoto Keishi grabbed his collar with both hands. He instinctively sensed a crisis, yet no matter how hard he tried, he could not pry them apart.

Forget overthinking it; after all, they were once classmates, so click confirm! Even though he hadn't been in touch with these people for a long time, recalling the past—even though back then the school felt terrible and classmate relationships were abysmal—now it was filled with youthful memories, and there were still many lingering attachments.

Looking at the fortune of the Great Tang now, with the Emperor fleeing, it had plummeted to the absolute bottom. If it dropped any further, the Great Tang would truly perish.

The young and pretty Emissary curved her eyes, covering her mouth slightly as she watched all this with curiosity.

"Then what did the Prince do when he learned the news of the Emperor's disappearance?" Lan Qingqing asked.

"Oh!" Ignoring Teng Yu's cries of pain, Shangguan Fei lifted his hand upward, forcing Teng Yu's arm behind his back and raising it even higher, eliciting yet another scream.

"This is merely a warning. You have overstepped!" Wuchenzi turned around, walked back to the side of Kuroto Genhide and the others, and said indifferently.

Therefore, he could foresee that after uprooting all of Emperor Gongshun's remaining pawns, Yan Yue would definitely make other moves regarding Southern Chu, and the outcome was not difficult to imagine.

West of Colorful Cloud Ferry, a wide-bellied fishing boat carried an old man and a youth. Utilizing his Daoist arts, Daoist Yichu had traveled for less than half a day before catching sight of the immensely bustling Colorful Cloud Ferry. The bow of the wide-bellied fishing boat swayed leisurely as it slowly approached the crowded and busy ferry with a pair of curious, sparkling eyes.

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Only then did everyone realize that Blood Charm was indeed not in the carriage, yet they had clearly seen her get in just moments ago!

The matter of the mechanical Rubik's cube concerned Qin Luoyang's whereabouts, so beyond just the time limit of the mission, he was already filled with incomparable urgency.

"Help, help." Just as the fatty and Wang Xinting were still agonizing over what to do next, a man wearing official robes appeared ahead, running and shouting for help.

Having taken a beating that left his mind spinning, Chen Shuang spat out the blood from his mouth. There was not a shred of fear on his face, only endless fury and hatred.

"At this juncture, any flattery is useless. Even if it tastes like horse urine, you'd better gulp it down right now." Having emerged from the secret tunnel close to noon, had they not known that the two of them rarely saw each other even after coming to Eastern Yue, they might not have been able to restrain themselves from continuing with their sharp tongues.

While Li Zile was speaking, Conan was already doing as he instructed. The moment Conan closed the window, the fishing line pulled taut abruptly, and Gao Mu, whose neck was entangled by the line, instantly turned bright red in the face, finding it difficult to breathe.

Entering the cell block and walking down the dark corridor, the smell of roasted meat grew increasingly pungent. The entire interior of the cell block exuded the rotting stench of zombies, the foul odor of blood, and mingled right alongside them was the appetizing aroma of roasted meat.

Upon hearing Liu Chuang's words, Teacher Liu felt deeply gratified. After all, among all the members of the Super Regiment, Liu Chuang previously had the lowest ideological awareness. She had worried immensely about this issue in the past, but looking at it now, this problem might no longer be a problem at all.

Among the World Government's expeditionary forces, there were quite a few warriors of the Imperial Clan. They wore the clan's medals pinned to their chests, and no one would doubt them, for the other three great world clans did the same.

Liu Xingtai made his move. A massive, fiercely peerless broadsword suddenly materialized above the head of the Nine-Headed Pig, slashing down as if intent on splitting him cleanly in half.

"Why should I hide? This is my home; I can just leave him out in the cold with a closed door." Le Yiyi disagreed.

The expression of the Patriarch of the Ye family shifted unpredictably, his gaze turning gravely solemn. What kind of turbulence was stirred up in his heart at this moment could never be known by outsiders.

When had Han Li ever displayed such passionate and unrestrained emotions... Even toward Le Yiyi, Han Li's feelings were always half-concealed and half-revealed.

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After sorting through everything, it still barely made sense, except that a few too many people knew that "gathering the four volumes of the Star Array Magic Grimoire can grant divinity." Hlemi knew, Homido might also know, Xihe knew, and the members of their mercenary corps definitely knew as well.

Recalling the entire battle, Han Hanteng felt a lingering fear. If not for a sudden flash of inspiration to use sensory perception to snipe the bow-blade monster leader first, allowing the monsters to carry out their feigned attack a bit longer, all the arrow tower ammunition would have been completely exhausted. By then, those agility-type bow-blade monsters would have instantly crossed the three trenches and surged in.

Wang Hao, Zhou Shan, and Tai Youqian ranked third, fourth, and fifth! Even Wang Lin and Wang Kun were within the top fifty sequence.

With that, Zhuo Yunlan flew directly up into the sky and began meticulously searching according to the location where the crash had occurred earlier.

As soon as they started eating, Pang Weichong rushed over, laughed heartily, grabbed a pair of chopsticks, and snatched the pork knuckle from Bao Xin, adding that Bao Yue had explicitly said the Ninth Sister shouldn't eat too many greasy foods.

Murong Kang had not expected that Zhen Junran, who looked every bit the gentleman, would actually start exposing someone's shortcomings right off the bat.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed. With only a month left before the Spring Tournament, Fu Zhilin had no choice but to take Qianxi back to Jiangcheng, no matter how reluctant he felt.

If they merely wanted to see with their own eyes what kind of person Xi Fuwei was, given the identities of Xu Jingyuan and Song Gianniang, either one of them could have secretly given a single command, which would have been enough to make Xi Fuwei proactively present herself for their inspection.

These bloody mists blended with the infatuated laughter smoke drifting from the house earlier, producing an extremely pungent odor.