Chapter 60: Similar Murders, Different Crime Scenes

That scream sounded as though it were tearing a throat apart, plunging both inside and outside the courtyard into a dead silence. Tan Jiuding was the first to spring up, followed closely by Xu Qi, while the others quickly snapped out of their stupefaction and rushed after them straight toward the back courtyard.

When the group reached the location, they found the main room's door wide open. Chen Sizhen was paralyzed on the floor, frantically crawling backward, leaving behind a trail of glaring, bloody handprints, while hoarse and miserable wails still lingered in his mouth.

"What is happening? Hiss..."

Just a glance into the room caused gasps of shock and terror to—

Without the aid of such items, the difficulty of the filming work would undoubtedly increase severalfold. They certainly couldn't let Frida expose her true identity just to force the shots, could they?

After transferring these items into his own storage ring, Xing Ying threw Ji Yaishan's storage ring back to him, turned around with a satisfied smirk, and left.

The discussion inside the large tent was burning with fierce excitement, while Huo Qubing, much like Huo Guang, merely listened quietly to what they were saying.

As soon as the leaving-work time for the Blue Corporation arrived, Ling Yu took Lan Xiyue, Murong Qinque, Su Ya, and Chu Ping home. Lan Wei and Xia Yu were also delighted, and because they hadn't managed to get a seat in Ling Yu's car, they bickered with him a little.

With potions like these, they could easily establish connections with any powerful faction or empire, obtaining all sorts of conveniences. It would be a wonder if they failed to develop.

Qin Rou nodded at Li Jiuzhen and thought about it—it really did seem to be the case. Well, should they just let it go at that?

If only ancient craftsmen could be transported to modern times, there wouldn't be so many post-renovation liability issues. But with a second thought and a sigh, he couldn't even return himself, let aside harboring delusional dreams of bringing someone else back.

Aside from Zhou He and Zhou Qian, probably no one else in the entire Qing County knew that Zhou Shan had not fallen, except for Yang Hu and his men.

Leng Shuang smiled, waved her hand, nudged Lan Xiyue to get out of bed, and then wiped her own cheeks with a tissue.

He pulled out a metal rod, which was a piece of the ark spaceship. It had not yet been put into use, but he had already manufactured it. Holding this metal rod, he poked and pried at the incision cut by the Blade of Severing. Although the efficiency wasn't very high, precision could still be guaranteed.

A fierce battle was taking place right here, with the protagonists of the fight being Zhang Chulan and two Taoist priests clad in black robes.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—" Instantly, the black smoke began to twist and shake continuously. The Soul-Eater, which had already been controlled by a tendril of An Xiujun, snapped back to its senses.

Dallon felt a slight headache; his dream of controlling the entirety of Kyoto seemed to have encountered a few obstacles.

Whether for Xue Pan or for Private A, this situation was exceptionally perilous. Yet to an outsider, the quiet atmosphere inside the room gave no hint that a battle had taken place.

For a hot-blooded young man, being tied up and violated—just thinking about it felt overwhelmingly humiliating.

Hearing Chen Fayue say this, Long Meixin steered the boat while glancing at the two teammates in the back row who had become completely motionless like zombies.

Upon hearing this, Jubilee immediately returned inside the room and dragged the unconscious Agent Natasha, chair and all, out onto the balcony.

Countless soldiers clad in armor and wielding sabers, spears, swords, and halberds were hacking and slashing at one another. They were divided into two factions: the soldiers of the ancient state of Xiliang and the soldiers of the ancient state of Changyao.

Li Yang did not know what she was feeling, but for his own part, he felt quite wretched. His entire body was burning up with heat, and he desperately needed to communicate and interact with a girl.

"I don't give a damn! Every single person you killed deserved to die." I wiped away my tears in one sweep, stared right at him with a resolute expression, and made it clear that I meant every word.

"Wu Kai, you son of a bitch! If you want to do something, come at me. Don't drag others into this," I said through clenched teeth.

"Fourth Brother, are you in?" Right at that moment, several shouts suddenly came from outside the house—it was precisely Mu Yifeng's voice.

"Its owner put quite a bit of dried forage and Chinese cabbage in the enclosure, and this creature ate every last bit of it. When we caught it, there were still plenty of cabbage leaves left, and we picked all of them up. These are good stuff!" another young man chimed in.