Chapter 91: Who Wouldn’t Like Someone Throwing Themselves into Your Arms and Coming to You on Their Own?

Mr. Gu is dissatisfied?

Shen Liangyan looked as though he were asking with great courtesy, but Gu Jingzhou could tell that his mood was not exactly bright.

He glanced at the dancer Shen Liangyan had brought, a faint smile curving his lips. “Third Lord Shen, that’s rather ungenerous. I came all this way, and this is the quality of what you use to humiliate me?”

Lin Yi’s face stiffened.

The latter immediately unleashed his true form’s profound art, stirring up a skyful of yellow sand that blurred Wutong’s eyes.

Having long made his way in Bianjing, Gao the Young Master was no stranger to flattery. Though his praise was blunt to the point of shamelessness, it was somehow still pleasant to hear.

At the mention of Love-Sealing Cliff, everyone’s hearts jolted. No one had ever been confined there in solitary punishment, but the disciples of the Falling Blossom Sword Sect knew this place all too well. One of the sect rules declared that traitors would be locked at Love-Sealing Cliff and punished by the blades of wind.

So long as the Great General could, with overwhelming force and lightning swiftness, wipe out Zhang Rang and his eunuch faction entirely, then even if Wang Tianjie wished to lend a hand, he would likely only be left to sigh in helplessness.” Another trusted aide analyzed the current situation in depth and offered his advice.

Thus, Liu Bei, together with Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, selected three thousand elite troops and set out for Beihai Commandery alongside Taishi Ci....

The next morning, Xiao Yao went out for his usual run. On the way back, he heard the vendors by the roadside discussing something. After asking around, he learned that the second and third young masters of the Wang family in the northern part of the city had suddenly died in bizarre circumstances in their own bedroom, with the cause unknown.

“Eh? My Soul-Gaze Eye has reacted a little,” Yang Fan said in surprise. The Soul-Gaze Eye was known as the Eye of Illusion, said to be able to see through the essence of all things. Could it be that this stone had something unusual about it?

Seeing the divine crow attacked by a vulture hidden in the clouds, Yuan Chengtian remained calm despite his shock. Once again he intoned a Buddhist phrase, this time for the character for “darkness.” That chant could greatly sap the vulture’s fighting spirit, and also bolster the divine crow from the side.

Hong Jian also felt as though it were a soul. Could it be that Shi Qingxiang had suffered such a devastating blow at the time that, though his flesh body endured thanks to its indestructibility, his soul had been shattered together with his nascent soul into countless fragments? Then how had he survived?

With a thunderous boom, it shot through the roof and soared straight into the heavens. What a hateful thing that Xuan Yan and the jade monkey were still standing there, craning their necks and pointing at it.

Seeing that Fu Yanhuo had not lied, the deeply wrinkled face of Bai Moting suddenly blossomed with wild joy.

When despair had nearly spread to every corner of the mind, the newly born progenitor only just became aware of the prying gaze and corruption emanating from the evil gods. Yet a mind long soaked in despair was already too exhausted to resist.

Since the time of Ji Dan, the human race had no longer offered blood sacrifices, but rather worshiped the gods through virtue, honoring Heaven above and bringing peace to the people below. Only then did the incense offerings and rites familiar to later ages come into being.

As everyone knew, France’s internet was truly heartbreaking, but because the video involved Su Ye, Jiang Baizhi still patiently clicked to download it and waited slowly.

“Hmph. To think I’d run into such a stupid top-tier beast. It seems even Heaven is helping me!” Lu Linglong said smugly, clutching the inner core.

He slowly lowered the bolt pistol and raised his head toward the headless corpse suspended at the highest point of the Perfect City.

He was responsible for everything brought out of the Iron Tomb, responsible for any future Iron Warrior crisis that might arise, responsible for the people who had benefited on Nuceria, and even responsible for the dark clouds hanging over the entire Twelfth Legion.

Now that there was a specially prepared room for resting, Xie Xuanye had been about to follow Qin Shuanghuang into it, only to discover that Shilan was already in Qin Shuanghuang’s room helping to tidy up.

When Lu Da turned around, a sliver of motion suddenly flashed from the corner of his eye. But when he looked closely, there was nothing at the corner of the courtyard wall outside.

Xiao Wei also knew that as long as Du Rui refused to agree to this matter, there would be nothing he could do. Even if he took the case all the way to the Capital Administration, reason would still not be on his side, and he could only plead in a softer voice.