Chapter 44: An Old Friend and an Old Friend’s Blade

Closing the window and lighting the lamp.

Xu Qi held the knife under the light, scrutinizing it repeatedly, and realized it was not the exact murder weapon found at the scene. The two were very similar—both had the character "Bing" engraved on the handle—but upon closer inspection, there were subtle differences.

“What’s the meaning of this? Is he provoking us? Or is he hinting at something? Reminding us that we’ve made a mistake?”

“Unclear, but they must be from the same batch of knives.”

“Where did he get it? Whose knife is this?” The military officer had lost his own.

Chuluo Wei, having eaten and drunk her fill, was in such a good mood that she simply fell silent, sitting opposite him as he began to satisfy his own hunger.

Xin Le trembled all the way, but upon realizing they were not heading to a hospital, the heavy weight on her heart gradually lifted.

Seeing that all-too-familiar face, he suddenly stepped forward and enveloped her in an embrace.

Though he didn’t understand what Xie Chen had done to him, Shen Lang knew that through those two needles, Xie Chen must have taken control of his mind and unearthed his most unforgettable childhood memories.

The patriarch of the Luo family was not a rigid thinker; otherwise, he wouldn’t have emigrated abroad. They agreed with Luo Jialiang’s ambition and consented to his pursuit of Western medicine.

Sweeping away unnecessary distractions from his mind, in a daze, the figure on the bed suddenly sat up.

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Moreover, Ling Qingyuan was his maternal uncle; if he constantly opposed him, it would cause great embarrassment between the two families’ elders.

She stretched out a hand from under the covers, picked up the phone on the bedside table, and glanced at the screen—it was just past six in the morning.

He could no longer suppress it; this was abnormal. Someone was targeting him, and Luo Yu immediately began an investigation.

As night deepened, naturally, Mrs. Ling and Mrs. Pei would stay here. Ling Muchen arranged rooms for them before returning to the master bedroom.

Zhang Yi had some impression that these immortals were all, to some extent, connected to his senior grandmaster, Master Bodhi.

This move was his final trump card. With the power of the “Sacred Seal,” he could certainly suppress Chu Yan. One more strike, and he could slay him.

Wei Jie looked up and was stunned, inwardly furious. These Jingzhou soldiers were utterly disrespectful. Beneath Jingkou City, as cavalry, they dared to stray from their horses, letting them wander freely to graze.

“Hey? Look, there’s writing on the wall,” Zhang Sihui’s words immediately caught our attention.

In truth, this was not the most important matter. If it was merely a Diamond Guardian, given Yang Fei’s status, there was no need to be overly concerned.

Thinking of killing, Xiang Yu felt a wave of powerlessness. They had been traveling for three days without encountering a single ghost, let alone a person.

At first, Zhang Yi was extremely anxious, wishing seven days could turn into seventy, seven hundred, or even forever.

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“The Soul-Calming Stone must be this thing. Li Mengya told me that the crystal’s reaction proves what I found is indeed the Soul-Calming Stone,” Song Ming showed no sign that the dark stone was special. Still, to exchange for Cui Jing with Li Mengya, he placed the Soul-Calming Stone inside the Tianjiao Medal.

Shangguan’s expression was somewhat mocking, accompanied by a light chuckle that left Zheng Qiuli momentarily stunned.

“Didn’t you notice? The opponent’s attacks always doubled when hitting the Dark Blood Rose!” Sanjian said with concern.

Watching the two of them flee like escapees from the private room, Tong Yan and the other two couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Captain Fang Xuan was so highly regarded by Wei Wuji that others might assume it was due to his meritorious service in the battles against the Qin state.

When Cao Jun revealed his plan, Cao Yun understood his grandson’s intentions and felt deeply worried.

Ye Suiyun looked at Dai Shi in puzzlement and asked, “Is this why you stayed behind?” Seeing Dai Shi nod, she sighed, “I truly don’t understand you. For such a pointless matter, you’re willing to stay behind in danger. Perhaps she merely gave it to a friend here—why risk yourself?” She shook her head repeatedly.