Chapter 115: Superhero 24

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As they spoke, Tian Feng and Huo Feng arrived at the main hall. The elders all bowed to Tian Feng, who, worried about the injuries of Zhuque and Huoluan, merely nodded to the elders before going directly to their side to examine their wounds.

Using the excuse of making coffee, Ling Lan went to the tea room. After confirming no one was nearby, she dialed Jing Lei’s number.

Thanks to the support of King Weiyuan Murong Cang, Zhong Xiangqing had always been arrogant in his dealings.

Ye Feng had already noticed; when Shang Xiuxun kicked, he opened and closed his feet, trapping her jade foot. Shang Xiuxun was instantly unable to move forward or withdraw, and Ye Feng smiled triumphantly at her.

When Tang Ning placed the sword on the bed, he had already cleared the sword’s acupoint. To avoid waking him, Tang Ning did not explain anything to Lingdang.

He shouted for a while but found it pointless. Those who understand will naturally comprehend; those who do not, no matter how much you say, will remain unchanged.

Bai Yi spoke sweetly, slightly crouching to bow, but Feng Yang raised his head, proud to the utmost.

Mo Mo was about to ask Ying Guang what to order but was interrupted by a hurried figure rushing over.

Qiao Mingjin leisurely lifted her tea and took a few sips. Did helping him work and moving to the city conflict with each other?

Even underwater, there was burning, and the function of this Gu Fire was to seal. As long as the Gu powder was not completely burned, even Feng Yang’s Blood Boundary could be trapped, so how could Yu’er easily break through?

Gu Meng spoke without taking a breath, telling Yan Youran, whose complexion grew even paler.

The village chief led them to a side room, which seemed unoccupied for a while but was still decent after some tidying. Zhao Fuxin piled a few stones outside the village chief’s door, then informed him that another would be staying. Surprisingly, the chief said nothing further, apparently indifferent once money was received.

Zhen Ye looked puzzled at Lan Qing. Hong Yan’s refusal was understandable, but why did Lan Qing oppose?

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“Of course, it’s a friendly attitude. Otherwise, if all you do is scold me, insult me as a bastard and shameless, then today I will be shameless and a bastard myself,” Ye Tianyu said calmly.

Two days later, she received a postcard from Chen Xing, bearing just four words: Goodbye, thank you. The handwriting was still round and gentle, sincere and warm.

In fact, for Ye Tianyu, he always hoped that someone truly influential in the Ye family would thoroughly verify his identity.

Yinye dragged her away to treat her; now she bore no wounds, much to the eye’s delight.

Gu Meng had not expected Guan Chenji to easily see through her thoughts and the contradictions within her heart. Guan Chenji’s actions were deeply moving, and to say otherwise would be pretentious.

The leader of the black-clad men, seeing the situation, was obedient and aware it was unfavorable. When Xiao Qingcheng approached, his expression suddenly changed, and he lunged to capture Song Yiyi.

“Liu Yu, you must be mistaken. Among all of us, your perception is the worst. How could it be that none of us sensed anything, yet you did?” said Yaoye, a Wood Spirit, impatiently.

During the earlier observation, Zhuang Zhou realized the guard’s post was the closest to Sikong Nanxing’s location. Thus, he decided to strike when this person approached Sikong Nanxing.

Lu Tianyu had roughly guessed that everything happening now had to do with active molecules in the air and water, and their appearance might be linked to extraterrestrial beings.

Early the next morning, Nalan Qidi, accompanied by his sister and escorted by the grandest honor guard, once again set out toward the Mo Kingdom, which held his heart.

After leaving Huang Liang’s office intending to get some entertainment newspapers and weeklies from his assistant for a quick study, he did not find the assistant but met Xue Ya instead.

Originally, all credit belonged to Lu Zheng, but to clear Master Gu’s name, he was willing to share the honor.

“After finalizing our plan and receiving some additional information, we believe we have over a fifty percent chance,” Su Yimei said, gazing intently into the night.

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The man known as Sixth Master was a scruffy, unkempt fellow, chewing on a blade of grass with his feet up on a chair, lounging indifferently.

Feng Yuxue saw the child just delivered — thin and pitiful-looking, evoking sympathy.

They were all assassins cultivated by Emperor Longqing; do not think wet nurses can't be assassins. Emperor Longqing used them to control the harem.

With Luo Chen’s current supreme peak divine cultivation, at quasi-imperial strength, he had long mastered the Funeral God Scripture and the Blood Demon Cave Virtual Scripture.

The surrounding Mid-Wilderness talents were stunned, then hurriedly checked their defensive energy shields, only to find them rapidly dissolving.

Gao Wei suddenly enlightened, understanding why the disheveled middle-aged man looked at him so coldly.

The Jade Crown Prince’s Great Sun Heavenly Yang Sword Technique—each strike unleashing the fiercest and most unyielding celestial Yang attack between heaven and earth.

Sima Lun was exhausted; Sun Xiu as well, especially since Sun Xiu’s supporters, closely linked to Sima Lun, were almost never in their own mansions. In this environment, none dared appear outside the palace. Only under the protection of the palace’s towering walls and the imperial guards could they sleep soundly.

After dining early at the Gu residence, Gu Zhen left promptly, mentioning Old Lady Jiang to Gu Mocheng before departure.

With this record, no one dared provoke Yan Yunchen. Everyone kept their distance, watching him from afar, knowing he was a super-strong figure whom even the Zhao Yang Sword Sect could not handle.