Chapter 45 Huo Shancheng Returns Home

Ying Guan did not reply; with a single-handed incantation, he summoned a totem pole. The patterns upon it lit up, though they were not nearly as intricate as Ying Nande's.

"This place is not suitable for a long stay. We go together." The battle in front of the weapons shop would likely alert the accomplices of the enemy. Although these assassins were not particularly skilled, since the Crown Prince had made a move, it was impossible that there were only these few.

Besides, with so many people currently inside the house, if the other party really filed a false complaint against her, she would not be able to clear her name even with a hundred mouths.

No, how could someone like this become a teammate? Moreover, they didn't even know each other. It was all the fault of this overly familiar fellow who kept calling him brother, which had left him somewhat dazed.

It was precisely because of this that when Yin Anyu was kidnapped, she had risked her life to save him.

Although many Purple Palace seeds had entered the Myriad Poison Sect, unfortunately, several of them had already been inadvertently eliminated in advance by Mo Xuan.

"Watch me." Chen Chang'an was quite showy; he could slice vegetables as if crafting flowers, his techniques fluttering like a master chef.

A slight curve touched the corners of her mouth; Mo Xuan herself found it somewhat hard to believe that this seemingly frail body actually contained such immense power.

When He Yi drove at a speed of two hundred miles per hour and arrived at the Yuelai Hotel, Yin Lian happened to arrive by taxi.

"We're just having a family dinner, and I even called your uncle back." Madam Shen grasped Chu Nianhe's hand with an intimate expression on her face.

At the thought of such a possibility, a bright gleam flashed in Chu Feng's eyes. Going out right now would mean running into the Underworld God, but if he could leap into the cosmos and find a planet in the Hidden Realm, he could immediately leave the Underworld.

Ye Junyan did not hold anything back and directly recounted everything that had just happened at the Golden Dynasty Nightclub, which naturally included the encounter between Zhong Hao and Shen Jingwei.

Leaving the winery and returning to the beverage company, Zhao Qing first led him and Lu Kaishan to tour the entire factory area. As the most significant revenue-generating unit of the current Nongjia Group, the Nongjia Beverage Company had never stopped its expansion pace since its inception.

That day when she accompanied Zhong Hao to the hospital, she had already had an inkling, but the feeling back then had not been as intense as the one right now.

He must have lost his mind to resort to such a desperate gamble. How could I possibly be worth him risking his marriage and his standing within the family? Given Old Master Dugu's temper, the best he could expect was family punishment, and the worst would be being cast out of the entire clan. He knew the consequences of a noble scion losing familial protection far better than she did.

"Wait a moment, I'll go take a look!" When I ran out to the entrance, I found that the dancer had already instructed half of the men to raise their guns in alert.

"Are you all right?" Wuchi pulled out his own handkerchief and personally wiped the wounds and tears from Xia Ruxin's face.

The one who wanted to marry me wasn't Dugu Hao? Who else in the Dugu family could be more rebellious than him? If it were anyone else, where would they find the guts?

Because Yan Buzhun already belonged to the upper tier of intermediate gods, his physical strength had reached an extremely formidable level. Even Chu Feng's attacks could at best only injure his flesh, and wanting to completely shatter him was very difficult. This was also the reason why Chu Feng had kept up his continuous attacks just now.

Zheng Chenggong and other young staff officers began to passionately discuss the combat plan for marching north to reinforce, speaking with soaring eloquence and high-spirited passion. Liu Ruoshi had Zheng Chenggong record all the whimsical ideas of the staff officers, and then discuss them one by one to determine the final combat plan.

The officials below were seasoned veterans who had spent a long time mingling in officialdom; their mastery of scheming was no less than Song Kai's, and they successively offered strategies and advice. For a time, discussions buzzed through the Red Dust Inn.

Zhi Wuruo felt a driving urge to go crazy; a wolf eats a cute sheep, but there was nothing to be done since Angie's attitude was resolute. Zhi Wuruo could only help modify the room, moving the bed inward with a partition in the middle, and at the same time presenting Angie with an alarm and a dagger—truly fully equipped, and all in front of Li Feng's eyes.

Following this grand clan competition was the clan banquet, an event whose importance was no less than the ancestral ceremony ten days prior. This was also why Yue Yi had hurried back to reunite with his family and changed into a new set of clothes.

The Bitter Slave Army clearly possessed no actual combat capability, but it could not be ruled out that three or five powerful experts of the human alliance might be lurking within to put up a false front. Unless the demon race unleashed an overwhelming, crushing blow to hammer the Bitter Slave Army into slag, any way they chose to respond would be wrong.

Frowning, I looked down at the battered and scarred dwarf castle. This wouldn't solve all the problems. After a brief thought, I turned my gaze toward the cliffside. Well... this was the only way.

Yue Yi had searched the soul-consciousness of the Third Prince Cang Zhen and knew that within this Blood River, there were over ten million Asuras, among whom there was no shortage of beings capable of contending with immortal cultivation experts.

The representatives of the four great families also nodded; they undoubtedly supported Li Liancalos, but the clan heads probably never anticipated such a shocking plan.

The instruments were activated, and some high-precision lock-ons were interfered with by magnetic fields, but basic detection and lock-ons remained unrestricted. Yet what could an antique machine like the BS001 accomplish?

After pondering for only a moment, Yue Yi once again left this twilight realm without hesitation. When he and Zhan Xue traversed countless spatial storms to return to the Dongsheng Continent and reappeared once more, it was inside that ice cave near the North Wasteland's Ice Moon Heavenly Lake.

Under the influence of a joyful psychological state, positive emotions were mobilized, making everything go more smoothly and with greater effectiveness.

How could the Empress be so cruel? Even if he was not her biological son, if she wanted to contend for the imperial throne, why did she have to kill him?

Yet, he never imagined that after finally succeeding in achieving a brilliant battle record, what awaited him would be a painful reality that he could never heal from for the rest of his life.

"Alright, thank you, Senior." Chu Qiao smiled gratefully, then sat back down with peace of mind to chat with everyone.

Master? Ning'an? Empress? No, this isn't me. I am Xie Jiuyi. I am neither the master nor any Ning'an. Thinking this way in her heart, she ignored the calls coming from all directions.

Before Qin Suru's angry rebuke of framing and shifting the blame could finish, Song Feng stood up, turned around, and swung her hand to land a slap across Qin Suru's face. This... was the first time in over a decade she had ever slapped her. This strike left Qin Suru completely bewildered.