Chapter 114: Killing Two Birds with One Stone

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Upon hearing the news, Wan Chaoyang was momentarily stunned. He glanced out the window, and only after a long pause did he say, "Keep watching him. I want to see what kind of game this Shu Yiming is playing!"

"Yes, Boss! I'll keep a close eye on him!" Ji Xiaoxiao smiled excitedly, her mind entirely filled with dreams of a beautiful life together with Wan Chaoyang.

As it happened, Qin Zhen knew a technique that could achieve this exact effect. As to whether it would actually work, Qin Zhen decided to give it a try.

Under the lamplight, there seemed to be a figure applying makeup before a mirror. Cast against the light and the water's reflection, the silhouette appeared surprisingly charming and seductive.

"Host, would you like to deliver the rare magical beast, the Unicorn Pegasus, to the spaceship? Yes or No?" the voice of the fake system asked in his mind.

"No, we decided to train with you long ago." Cheng-zai and Hao-zai quickly ran to stand behind Li Xing.

Even after the ghostly shadow vanished, Qin Zhen did not let his guard down in the slightest. With the wound on his back still smarting, he had no intention of falling for the same trick twice.

In truth, the cultivation levels of these demon soldiers were not high, possessing only the power of a few tribulations. Most of them were transformed from the very first batch of demons that Liang Xiao had subdued. Naturally, their innate talent was mediocre; otherwise, they would have long since transformed into demon generals or demon lords like the others, rather than remaining mere foot soldiers.

The four of them exchanged glances. As her older brother, Yun Long stepped forward, pulled Yun Ya to the side, and whispered a few words to her. Reluctantly, Yun Ya allowed herself to be sent away.

A barrage of meteors repeatedly struck the green lotus transformed from the Chaos Lotus Seed, shattering into countless fragments. Amidst the continuous rumbling, the green lotus surrounding Liang Xiao and the Chaos Lotus Seed swayed violently under the impact. Its radiance grew increasingly dim, appearing to be on the verge of collapse.

Some chose to back down in the face of difficulties, while others cared nothing for Li Mingda's identity. Among them were the cheap half-brothers Li Yuan had given to Old Li over the years, some short-sighted nobles, and those arrogant scions of noble families who deemed themselves superior to everyone else.

Seeing this, Li Fang could not help but laugh. "Well, you are quite amusing, it seems." With that, he gave a wide sweep of his sleeve.

"It's nothing, come and try it out!" Elder Xiao gave a sheepish laugh and scratched the back of his head, suppressing the shock in his heart.

"Brother, you startled me." Patting his chest, Yun Ce gave Yun Tang a reproachful look, utterly indifferent to whether Yun Tang was about to die of anger because of him.

Thus, after evading the searchers, Ji Shu personally drove the carriage to escort Su Doukou, who had made up her mind, to the Residence of Prince Anding.

Her beautiful brows furrowed slightly as she said, "My only concern is, if the imperial court sends troops to attack the Jiangzuo Alliance, do you have a plan to deal with them?"

However, a large tear had been ripped open in the plastic bag, and right in the center of it was a distinct footprint.

Uncle Jiang knew Ji Mo's temperament well. His young master was naturally a man of few words, yet today he had spoken a great deal all at once because of Miss Yun. Unfortunately, Miss Yun was a straightforward person—perhaps a bit too straightforward. Though he wanted to help smooth things over for his master, he was not a man of eloquence himself, leaving him with a rather conflicted expression.

Jiang Miao decisively returned to Wuhu and bought ten properties. Taking advantage of the period before Wuhu's housing prices soared, when the price per square meter was only around six thousand yuan, he converted all his cash into property deeds.

For three days and three nights, he had been writing and drawing on that wall. Finally, at the hour of the Rat on the third night, he completed the ritual space, and the towering resentment vanished without a trace in an instant.

With a sudden pounce, I bypassed the legs in front of me, lunged onto the centipede's back, and clamped my legs tightly around its body.

Could it be that the online information wasn't updated in time, and Nandu had added another Route 44 bus to its daily schedule?

"Let's eat," Ivy commanded. The others fell upon the food like wolf pups that hadn't eaten in weeks, devouring everything ravenously.