Chapter 19
The car gradually disappeared into the distance as night approached. Elliott climbed onto a wooden plank hanging on the wall and collapsed there, falling asleep. Wang Yu glanced over and noticed it was only held up by two ropes—no wonder it had fallen.
Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang exchanged glances, each seeing excitement and delight reflected in the other's eyes. “Your Highness, we have arrived,” Li Chongyi shouted repeatedly. The Li family estate, purchased by Li Yong, was no longer the dull and lifeless place it once was; it had become quite lively.
“How could he possibly bring Huliena to dine at that place again? If the owner sees them and says something careless, wouldn’t that ruin everything for him?”
He believed that with the Yizang Pill curing the old master’s illness and the Yishou Pill extending his life, the old master would surely live longer. Then, leveraging the old master’s influence, he could manage affairs well and ensure the Wang family became an unshakable great clan. Thus, he resolved to seize the Yishou Pill at all costs.
Naturally, the Northern King would not reside in the military camp since he was stationed here long-term; he had his own mansion in Beiyu City.
“This set is decorated in a traditional Chinese antique style. If you are not satisfied, you may feel free to make changes,” she said. Though her heart leapt with joy, nearly bursting into laughter, she had worked for years and managed to restrain herself, maintaining composure before the client.
“You mutineers! Leave immediately! I command you in my capacity as an elder!” At that moment, the elder’s tone was stern, truly carrying the weight of an order.
Ye Chu took a deep breath. Now outside the Haomeng Sect’s domain and so far away, no one should be able to lock onto him with spiritual intent.
Unknowingly, Baoyuan Bureau’s business had grown steadily, and upon hearing this, Wang Siqi revealed a distinctive smile.
Li Yong smiled warmly. That familiar smile was well known to Princess Changle, but after just one night, she was no longer as innocent as before. Li Yong had worn that smile many times last night, so she immediately understood his meaning.
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“Do we know when the Kunpeng clan came from Earth and why?” Chu Yi asked.
Blood flowed like a river. Ma Dong paid no heed, trampling the crimson path coldly as his indifferent eyes gazed into the distance, slowly entering the manor.
After Li Cu left, Wu Xie began handling the SD cards, copying all the photos and then organizing and analyzing them.
With a surge of vitality, a giant hand of energy instantly formed, shooting forward to grasp a distant star.
But after enduring so long, to give up now—even if they wanted to, their leader would not permit it. They had no choice but to grit their teeth and keep waiting.
At the foot of Mount Xumi, a sea of people gathered, just as before. Constantly, individuals came to worship and keep vigil, hoping to cleanse their inner sins and find tranquility—monks and laypeople alike.
Hurriedly, she pulled out an ID card from her handbag. The dazzling golden letters on the front read: Special Consultant, National Security Bureau.
“No, Hengshui, your Zhou family must change. I have faith in you.” After saying this, Luo Hao patted his shoulder and turned away. Miao Man sisters, Charlotte, and Sato Mie also followed him.
But the age before her eyes suggested that Li Zhuo was more capable than Xu Xiang, yet he had only just become a master. Could that be possible?
Lin Dazhi grumbled, “I wonder how the boss is doing? If he wanted to retreat into seclusion, why did he kick us all out?” Regarding the assassin matter, Yi Han hadn’t told anyone much, only saying he needed to seclude himself for a few days and asked them to return to the apartment to avoid disturbance.
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“Yes,” Gao Liang glanced at Da Kang, his voice weak, no longer as resonant as before.
“Well done, Yifan!” Yi Yang gave a thumbs-up and shouted at Lin Yifan resting nearby.
“Rae, I truly admire you. Your base was destroyed, yet you can sit here so casually, as if it doesn’t concern you at all,” Han Yu said calmly, looking at Rae.
It was a pity he was born in the wrong era. In the age when cold weapons ruled, clad in heavy armor, he would have been a nightmare on the battlefield—an invincible fierce warrior. But now, with firearms and cannons becoming the norm, there was little room for such giants to shine.
Wang Hen nodded. “Of course, feel free to wander around; this isn’t our family’s road.” She turned her head and continued walking. Xiaoyao followed. Wang Hen slowed her pace and glanced sideways at Xiaoyao, whose firm features stared straight ahead.
Wang Hen’s bloodline was half fox, half wolf, which gave her uniquely beautiful eyes, black as a gemstone.
Seeing that multiple layers of defense could not fully repel this thundercloud attack, Nian Hexuan bit his tongue and spat blood onto the innermost shield. The talisman-formed shield suddenly swelled, its aura soaring.
This pill could help peak Qi Gathering stage cultivators successfully establish their foundation; it was the coveted elixir of all Qi Gathering practitioners, especially those at the peak. Wherever it appeared, it would ignite frenzy among Qi Gathering cultivators. For this Huasi Pill, Feng Fan endured countless killings and dangers.