Chapter 31

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“You bastard! You bastard!” Bing Zhu wept in fury, hurling every abuse that came to mind as tears clung to his cheeks, reddened by the cold.

Whatever Zhang Minglang was about to say, I seemed already able to see the sorrowful future that awaited the two of us.

These past few months, I had stayed at home while he kept saying that he had arranged for someone to tail Zhou Zhengming. I even offered to give him some money, but he always said it was unnecessary. He often reported the progress to me, too, yet in the end, nothing ever came of it.

Suspicion filled me. I wondered whether he had somehow hit his head against a door, and stared at him in disbelief.

“Students!” Old Man Tang spoke, his emotions somewhat complicated. These students were the hope of the Chinese Air Force, yet those seeds of hope were about to be destroyed by his own hands.

The murderous force of the Nine-Wind Coiling Dragon Pillar collided violently with the aura of slaughter, sharp as a giant blade. The aftershock of the explosion swept across the surrounding mountains like countless knives, sending innumerable rocks tumbling down as both the phantom image and the murderous aura disintegrated at once.

“Naruto, after your exam, bring my badge with you. I’ll be waiting for you at home. Oh, and go check on Hinata.” Ye Zang spoke the last sentence in a voice only Naruto could hear. Afterward, he left the school.

She could only continue comforting herself. She should have died decades ago; being allowed to live several extra years was already a blessing. She ought to be content.

Another wave of discussion broke out. Lu Zihao reluctantly clenched his teeth, stopped, and took out his bank card.

Bai Yansong was injured, and although Qi Dongping was skilled in martial arts, he was a complete layman when it came to court affairs and military matters. Nor could he handle people and situations with anything like Sun Yanling’s ease. If Sun Yanling stayed behind to help her, she would at least be able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Hearing Luo Changfeng’s shout, the youths did not think too much of it. They scattered to either side of the formation and stopped gathering in the middle of the square.

Countless Western Liang soldiers lay dead there, as though they had engaged in a brutal internal struggle. Not far away, Jia Xu stood respectfully, with several dozen armored soldiers whose armor was stained with blood behind him. A short distance in front of Jia Xu, facing the palace gates, Li Jue and Guo Si were bound like mummies, their faces swollen and bruised as they knelt on the ground.

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Ye Chen immediately gave chase, only to see a white Ferrari suddenly screech to a halt in front of Lin Han.

The figure spoke coldly, its gaze falling upon Li Ziliang and the others as though a lofty deity were looking down upon insignificant mortals.

All right, in truth, it was because this dreamscape had begun to grow unstable. Startled, Mu Yunqiu had released him of her own accord.

It was Lieutenant Li and Black Fiend who had plotted to hunt down Chu Lingcheng, yet in the end it was Lieutenant Li who saved him, while Black Fiend seemed to have abandoned his unit and returned to the mountains. There was certainly something suspicious about it.

Fan Chen remained silent and did not lower his spirit sword. No matter how one looked at the old man, he was clearly no simple character. Although he had yet to make a move against Fan Chen, Fan Chen’s spiritual power was now exhausted; even if he wanted to flee, he lacked the strength.

She planned to move the entire family to the prefectural city. During these days, they had grown very close to Grandma Zheng and Zheng Jiadong, so Lin Jiu wanted to take the grandmother and grandson with them.

Xiao Ting had not seen her mother lose her temper in a very long time. Naturally, she did not dare to object and hurriedly held the pill out before her mother.

Moreover, because of its unusual color, Madam Hu charged a very high price for it. Other fabrics sold for five taels per bolt, but she sold this particular cloth for ten taels per bolt.

A mysterious fluctuation surrounded Yang Tao’s body, directly blocking the probing of his divine sense.

Less than five hundred kilometers ahead, beams of divine light flashed repeatedly. At the same time, several enormous silhouettes kept appearing and vanishing in the sky.

Considering how much Lu Yuan had done for their Icebound Divine Domain, even if they brought out every top-grade spirit stone in the entire domain, it probably still would not be enough.

As for Dan Yanchen, Zhuang Yan, Guan Lingda, the siblings Su Tianming and Su Tianming, and the others whose strength was clearly a level above that of the other alchemists, their expressions naturally remained calm. They were not worried about their results in the slightest.

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Looking inside, Liu Qian discovered an old man boiling medicine. His hunched figure looked impossibly weathered.

Fan Guanghai, who had dominated the underworld of Guangyue Province for twenty years, was slain with a single sword strike by a man named Lin Huan.

Therefore, Xian Hu'er hesitated greatly over whether to intervene. If she won, all would be well; but if she lost, she feared she would truly be forced to remain here today.

At first, she had thought that if she could obtain several bone tokens this time, she could simply let them choose a few afterward. Perhaps, under an equivalent exchange, she would be able to get through this crisis safely.

For that reason, Puroxiu would lean slightly toward the Church of the Budding Goddess. Besides, the Church of the Budding Goddess had indeed handled the matter flawlessly. First, the incident had been provoked by the Church of the Thousand-Eyed Demon God and the Church of the God of Slavery. Second, the rule forbidding supreme experts from taking action within the City of Dusk itself contained loopholes.

Still, doing so would not be polite. After all, how should one put it? The other party might, perhaps, possibly, or even probably be one of those who supported him.

When Wu Fan was in the Qi Condensation stage, his physical blood-energy value had not increased much. Now, feeling the explosive power surging through his entire body once more, he desperately wanted to charge straight into the Crimson Demon Mountain and engage the demon beasts in close combat.

“No, Uncle.” Su Xier raised her head and spoke in a soft, honeyed voice, blinking her large, limpid eyes.

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