As soon as Shen Hongxuan was investigated, it wasn’t long before not only was he unharmed, but he also became the new chairman of the Shen Corporation. Jin Mian’s status rose again, and many were so upset they smashed their cups.
Elder Jiu also furrowed his brow tightly, saying that this matter was a bit difficult to handle. Since Li Yunfeng had left a token back in the day, it would certainly serve as proof; he really was his son.
The poison wasn't lethal at first glance, so Old Zhou had only suffered minor injuries. He spoke to me as if there was nothing major wrong. However, I knew very well about the poison from the shadow tetrahedron. I warned Old Zhou not to get too complacent; he should focus on keeping his life safe before discussing whether he could stay.
With a booming shout, Sanmei and the others turned around. She clearly recognized the tall and sturdy man. In the moment of her surprise, Zhang Wei had already pulled her and delivered a few hard slaps.
The reason for inviting his wife and child to Nanjing was to observe how he would react—whether he would stay in Shanxi or head south.
Today, I was determined not to be superstitious. I bet you that the things here must be fake; otherwise, it wouldn't be possible for you to conjure up so many tricks. With this thought, Zhao Tianxi said, “Alright, let’s make a bet. What do you want to wager?”
Although Mu Yin was left behind by Yi Xin to “guard,” currently, the most prominent minister staying in the capital was this military affairs minister who had been forcefully kept by Yi Xin. However, the two of them had put aside past grievances, and their cooperation in the capital was quite close.
Ouyang Zhengde shook his head upon hearing this, silently observing. In the midst of their clash in the sky, the Nine Calamity Sword suddenly emitted a humming sound, its blade emanating an overwhelming force, as if nine world-class powerhouses were rushing toward them.
In the end, Yangyang dressed promptly and followed Mr. Shen out. Jin Mian stretched lazily, lying down for another ten minutes before getting up to cook.
Another warship was hit. Unlike the annihilation caused by the “Holy Power,” this warship was pierced through in the extreme heat.
Seeing the gentle and friendly smile on Jia Huan's face, this smile warmed the long-cold heart of Jia Yuanchun, who had been in the deep palace for years.
“Mm, good!” Zhang Ling didn’t press further; he knew that Wang Anguo was not in the mood for storytelling right now.
After saying this, a shimmering bone spike suddenly appeared in the hands of the mouse demon, gently tapping the corpse before him.
When the security personnel saw Zhang Ling charging toward the checkpoint, Lu Mingxuan hurriedly stopped them and signaled to Qi Dapeng, who understood and chased after Zhang Ling.
Old Jiang had studied in Japan and was very familiar with the Japanese royal family. Japan was a country with strict social hierarchies, and even the royal family’s swords were classified into different grades that could not be crossed casually.
“Master, why do you care about that? Whether it's a fight between three families or thirty, it won’t affect our Emei Sword Sect’s dojo,” said a person with a thin frame, wearing a Bagua robe. He spoke while also cultivating his spiritual energy, showing visible impatience.
He quietly got out of bed, walking barefoot on the floor. He glanced at the waist knife just within reach but decided to abandon that plan.
There are indeed those who dare to gallop in the capital; there are only a handful who dare to gallop under the emperor's nose.
After all, no one stipulated that the heroic spirits summoned in the Holy Grail War must be spirits from the past. As long as there are heroic legends, even heroes from the present or future can be summoned.
“Hahaha…” Everyone burst into laughter. This speech was being broadcast live to everyone in the base, and all eyes were on the person who carried the last hope of the people.
After finishing a meal, Cheng Tian felt refreshed. Just as he exited the elegant room, he happened to see two familiar figures, an old man and a young boy, emerging from the opposite room, seemingly satisfied after a grand feast.
Cheng Tian activated his true qi, and his entire body was suddenly covered in a faint golden hue, indicating he had activated the Arhat Golden Body.
However, seeing their serious expressions, it didn’t seem like they were trying to deceive him, so he continued to inquire.
Li Shan and the three of them were also exhausted. Although Tai'e Mountain wasn’t far from Tai'e Town, it took them a full two hours of flying. They were all mere mortals, and their energy had been greatly depleted. Li Shan, Li Tiancheng, and Qian Chuan entered a room and collapsed on the beds, falling asleep instantly, while Lin Yubai leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.
Then the two hurriedly left. After walking through the fog for about two to three hours, they came upon a stone forest. Cheng Tian said, “Xu Brother, look at the stone forest ahead. How about we take a break here for a while? Once Xu Brother has healed, I still have important matters to discuss with you.”
“Sorry,” Su Yudie said softly. She had followed Lin Yu here, intending to do her best, but unexpectedly found the other party so unreasonable. She truly felt helpless.
So don’t invest so much in me anymore. I can’t bear your love; I have my own life I want to lead.
“I never really thought about it. Didn’t my brother say that scattered cultivators have no constraints? Why do you want to join the Cultivation Alliance now?” Cheng Tian was even more confused.
“Thank you for not killing me, Uncle Xie.” Ji Jingxi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed.
After hearing Aunt Zhou's words, Zhou Zekai felt that if there was a chance, Aunt Zhou might also not want children, so he said.
Leng Mingzhao looked at Yun Jin’s side, where there were five carriages full of medicinal materials. He slowly tightened his grip on the knife in one hand, his lips pressed tightly together, and veins bulging on his forehead.
Fu Yun and the others followed Long Xuan, growing increasingly alarmed. They felt that if the people of Yunzhou continued to die like this, they would all perish.
If Wei Lan were in the Xiang residence, he wouldn’t need Long Xuan to nod. With this thought, Luo Wei wished he could instantly arrive in the capital. With three days left to reach the capital, Luo Wei urged them to get there in two days.
Zhou Zekai, having once been a star, naturally understood the curious and exploratory gazes of ordinary people facing celebrities.
Lin Suxin walked a few steps and had just reached the edge of the Rebirth Platform when Yan Chacha's voice suddenly rang out from behind.