Volume 1, Chapter 26: The Conspiracy

"Master Ren, Master Su!"

"Just tell us what we should do! Prince Ning dares to slander the Duke of Yansheng and the descendants of the Sage as parasites feeding off their ancestors. This time, there is no way we can back down."

In this scene, I believe any man would be moved by such a sight. Of course, I am no exception. Wait, where am I again?

The only explanation is that the three people from the Lin family must have had other motives for coming to the Mu residence.

He never smoked during class or work hours, but the moment he returned to the dormitory after class, he smoked more joyfully than anyone else—more joyfully than even himself—turning the room into something resembling a fairyland.

Master Zhang, once infinitely glorious, was now insane. He shrieked and wailed inside the glass enclosure, his voice hoarse, though not a sound could be heard from the outside.

Had An Xiaoxiao not been keeping her head slightly bowed, and had Gu Chen not been staring out the window the entire time, Gu Chen surely would have noticed the scheme she was struggling to hide.

It seemed that the training would not need to be doubled. Yukimura Seiichi glanced at Sanada Genichiro, who nodded, immediately understanding what Yukimura meant.

Vaulting down from the wall, Yan Luo turned and walked away, not wanting to stay for even a second longer; her entire being radiated resistance to this place.

"It wasn't any so-called water ghost playing tricks on you, it was..." At this point, the old ghost of the Miao family trailed off, leaving his sentence unfinished.

Cui Yu pulled a tablet from his robes, and Zhou You took it to find several photos displayed on the screen.

Zhou You stepped forward to take a look; the man had multiple fractures and severe internal organ damage, leaving him in critical condition and at risk of dying at any moment.

Yet, she remained highly professional and did not reveal that the old Taoist priest had asked her to steal the herbal dregs belonging to Zhang Tianyi.

If the alchemy required such a specific environment, and it just so happened that Jiao Yazi’s supplies fit the bill, then everything was set.

Xia Xuan truly feared that if he continued to stay here, he might not be able to stop himself from doing something unspeakable.

The car gradually drove deeper into the mountains and forests, and the number of houses hidden in the woods on both sides of the road began to increase. After turning a mountain ridge, Lin Yi’s car suddenly stopped ahead, and then Lin Yi jumped out of the vehicle.

While Vice President Zhang was observing, Zhang Tianyi was certainly not idle; he used his Heaven’s Eye to scan the man’s entire body, thinking to himself, "Heaven is helping me."

At this moment, he was forced to put on a smiling face, convinced that Lin Fan must have done something to provoke the other party; otherwise, why would they have suddenly erupted this time?

"Bang!" Yuan Fuzhi crushed the wooden puppet without hesitation. As the fine powder dissipated, the feeling of being watched in the room vanished along with it.

Wang Kun struck out with both palms, unable to shift his move. One palm managed to knock the butcher's knife away, changing the trajectory of the high-speed blade so that it flew off into the distance, but a massive recoil force surged through his palm, causing his other hand to falter for a split second.

Everyone knows that in our vast Middle Kingdom, there have been, if not a thousand, then at least eight hundred emperors throughout history.

The lake water rippled gently. Before they knew it, the two were leaning very close, as if about to merge into one. Their steady and soft breaths intertwined, creating a strangely harmonious atmosphere. A-Li’s eyes flickered, and suddenly, she closed them and leaned in.

Of course, we had anticipated before the game that this match would not be easy to play, but the terrifying momentum unleashed by the Celtics and the fans at the TD Garden upon kickoff still made our Lakers players feel a bit unnerved.

There was no expression on Jessica's face; I could not discern her true inner thoughts when she said those words.