Chapter 63: Hu Jianxiong's Shamelessness

Ever since his grandfather was murdered, Li Cunxiao had undergone a profound awakening. Casting aside his former lazy habits, he practiced the Drifting Sword technique day and night, earning the deep respect and astonishment of Zhou Yuanzhi, He Mengjiao, Xue Atan, and the others.

"Because the villagers of Tianshan Village have been brutally massacred, Lord Grand Magistrate has dispatched you to investigate and ensure that the murderers are found and apprehended," the messenger said.

"By the way, since Shuo'er knows a little about medicine, Mufan, do you think she could examine Bao'er's condition along with you?" Tuoba Feiya collected her thoughts and asked.

Relying solely on the combined strength of seven people, they chased tens of thousands of corpse soldiers, along with three corpse fiends, into a panicked and miserable flight.

And then there was Xuanchi... There should be no further unexpected accidents regarding the matter of the medicine men, but they really had to set off on the journey now. What decision would Xuanchi make?

Upon seeing this, Master Zhixin immediately announced that Liaochen had won. The Arhat Hall side erupted into cheers of jubilation, shouting praises upon seeing Liaochen score an initial victory, whereas the Lohan Hall side remained dead silent, everyone blushing with flushed red faces.

That very night, Lü Yongzhi slept in Gao Pian's bed in his place, wrapping jade ornaments around his neck and head, then hurling a bronze basin onto the steps to create a loud, crashing din. Secretly, he filled bags with pig's blood and splashed them throughout the room so that the furniture appeared damaged and the floor was stained with blood, making it look precisely as though a fierce battle with assassins had taken place.

Doctor Octopus was filled with absolute confidence. One had to remember that this was the premier research laboratory of Oscorp Industries, equipped with countless rare materials unavailable on the open market. For him, replicating an energy core was an utterly effortless task.

Seeing that Mu Zijin, Bei Mingye, Ming Ke, and Bei Ming Daidai had all finished a bowl, he had no choice but to timidly pick up his bowl and slowly begin to drink.

The two stood embracing for a long time, whispering sweet endearments to one another. After quite a while, Hua Zhirui finally lifted her head from Hu Feichen's embrace.

She remained completely unaware that the celestial energy condensing in her palms had already reached a clearly visible state.

This Yan Leopard possessed a level of strength far beyond what he could withstand; if the other party sought revenge, he would be no match for him whatsoever.

As for this bar, it was a joint venture between him and Zhao Lun, and he was the true owner of the establishment.

Yet the moment they turned, the Xianbei cavalry pursued them even more fiercely. The distance between the two sides was closing rapidly, leaving Xun You with no alternative but to turn and engage them in battle.

Standing nearby, Feng Chuchu breathed a slight sigh of relief, her bright, autumn-water-like eyes gazing at Luo Tian with overflowing anticipation as she silently prayed for him.

He relished the sensation of a cat playing with a mouse, especially when his target discovered his true identity as their grim reaper.

Even back then, when he had been thoroughly chopped to pieces and failed to die, how could he possibly be struck down so easily by just a few enemies?

However, knocking the man in black flying was already reaching his absolute limit. A disparity in levels could not be compensated for by medicinal pills alone, and furthermore, his reserves of such pills within the nether wishes were rather scarce. He still had to use them sparingly; exhausting them all here would simply be too uneventful and wasteful.

He never expected that the men he sent would be so utterly useless—not only failing to kill Feng Lin, but actually allowing this bastard to leave behind such incriminating evidence.

I was never in a rush for Angie to reply to my messages; on the contrary, I relished the feeling, because every time she replied at random intervals, it came as a pleasant surprise to me.

Once he swaggered into the town, his heart finally settled completely. The next time he went to Hong County, he would have Yang Shiren deliver the goods straight to the Ye family's doorstep. With no further use for him left, that man would never come looking for him again, allowing him to live a peaceful and secure life.

As for their petty, malicious intentions of trying to use the "Great Yan Guild" to wipe out Li Bai, naturally, no one spoke a word of it.

Brandishing his long spear, the instant the Necromancer was casting a spell, Duan Chen struck him squarely with the spear, driving him back a step and thereby interrupting the spell.

"Why did you bring me here? What are you trying to tell me?" Zhuang Lin slowly crouched down, reached out to gently brush aside a strand of hair clinging to Qingwei's cheek, and looked closely at her serene face as he asked softly.

Seeing his mother frantically making eyes at him, Zhao Chengdong understood that there must be something good in it for him. Ceasing his tantrum, he put on a show of pretense, sat back down with a huff, and continued eating his meal.

"This minister and the others obey the imperial decree." A cohort of imperial physicians stood guard by Qingwei's bed, taking turns checking his pulse, terrified that the slightest negligence would cost them their heads.

Yongning's deep contemplation for quite some time was completely upended the moment Wang Side, the empress's biological elder brother, made his appearance. Strutting in with an arrogant air, this General Wang kicked open the doors of the Zichen Palace, cast a mere, disdainful glance at Yongning without uttering a single word, and simply gave a wave of his hand, signaling the soldiers behind him to step forward and arrest Yongning.

"How are matters proceeding at the Night Charm sub-fief?" Having remained by Xuanqi Mo's side for nearly a month, this was the question that arose most frequently.

"Second Brother," Wan Xiulin perked up, blinking playfully at Wan Xiuluj, "If we don't speak of Eldest Brother, what about you? When are you going to bring back a sister-in-law for me?" As he spoke, he flashed another ambiguous wink.

Throughout the rest of the afternoon, everyone began harvesting the rice with great fervor, though their spirits were noticeably higher than they had been in the morning, largely because Lu Zhengyi's description of the future was simply too alluring to yearn for.

Ye Chen muttered to himself, offering numerous conjectures. Several times he attempted to peer into the mystery, yet it remained difficult to fathom his first lifetime; even the revolving celestial evolution lost its efficacy, failing to deduce that primordial chaos.