Chapter 62 Shifting the Blame

The three of them had just emerged and had yet to speak to me when footsteps echoed from the ladder leading up to the top floor.

A problem? Leng Gu’s delicate eyebrows knitted slightly. "What problem?" For a split second, Leng Gu was certain she could not defeat Chen Xiaoran, yet she felt no fear. Endowed with wings, she had no dread of being hunted; if she chose to flee, Chen Xiaoran lacked the ability to fly and could never catch her. Sustained by this confidence, she remained completely unfazed.

Luo Hao thought to himself that not exposing the matter did not mean he was yielding; rather, he was biding his time for the ultimate opportunity to exact revenge.

The hand that had originally rested upon Lin Shujuan’s waist slid downward, cupping her plump and upturned buttocks, meeting a surface of absolute softness.

Meanwhile, Tong Tian narrowed his eyes as he watched Zhang Liang depart. Should Zhang Liang think things through and return to seek him out within three days, he certainly would not mind helping him escape his current predicament. After three days, however, he might no longer have the time; by then, his Three Kingdoms generals would have returned, and he would have matters of his own to attend to.

Endowed with a keen spiritual perception, Luo Hao sensed the looming crisis in the very first instant. With a flash of his figure, he leaped high into the air, narrowly evading the onslaught of the dark beam.

I offered a graceful bow to the Daoist priest to express my gratitude for his saving Chu Qing’s life. Then, I turned and walked toward the direction of the Ganlu Palace, fearing that the priest might decline my expression of gratitude due to the disparity in our status.

Seeing that I remained silent at this end of the line, Hu Xiaoyan’s tone abruptly filled with anxiety.

As I blinked a few times, the world before me blurred. We had lain side by side upon the bed, and the tightly clasped hands had suddenly loosened. Walking toward the door, that parting declaration—*I hate you, I never want to see you again*—remained as vivid as if it were happening yesterday.

I nodded. Since the Green Lotus Jade Root had already been found, he might as well leave it here, and I would retrieve it at a later date.

Ye Xian’s heart pounded wildly against his ribs, making him unbearably nervous. He thought to himself, *This time I am asking a favor of another; how could I not be nervous?*

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Yang Yan needed only a single glance to know with absolute certainty that, by his own strength, he could never withstand this finger strike.

Upon entering the room, Chengtian was equally astonished by the furnishings of the VIP building. Within this space of nearly fifty square meters, there were actually formations laid out to isolate sound and block spiritual perception.

Since "silk-thread pulse diagnosis" involves feeling the pulse through strands of gold or silver, the assessment and sensation of the pulse transmitted through the threads inevitably suffer from a degree of distortion. Unless one is a grandmaster of Traditional Chinese Medicine, virtually no one is willing to employ such a method.

Among the attendees at the opening banquet were more than a dozen ministerial and provincial-level dignitaries. Wu Haoqing was well acquainted with all of them, so following the banquet speech, after a few rounds of toasts and bidding farewell to Qin Chuan, Long Ge, and Ma Junyin from the island station office, he immediately hurried to Longdu Hospital.

The man gazed up at the firmament without the slightest intention of halting his pace; Mountain Husband was truly someone utterly reckless with his life.

As Song Qi pondered this, he saw Jie Mu gradually regain his composure. The crimson in his eyes faded, and both his killing intent and hatred were temporarily suppressed.

She feigned calm as she spoke to the person in front of her. Kidnapping her could only be for the sake of money, as she simply could not fathom any other motive—after all, the treasured artifact was no longer in the possession of the Fang family.

"Rest assured, Ye Xian will certainly find a way to cure your eyes." His tone was fraught with guilt and self-reproach; for Lu Yan, losing his sight was scarcely different from losing his life.

Following this, Ye Tiancai abruptly whipped his head around to glare at Jin Guobin and Huang Zhenglong. The savage look in his eyes caused both men to shudder involuntarily. Without the slightest hesitation, they began frantically burning the vital essence within their bodies, transforming into a red streak that hurtled into the distance like a shooting star.

Just as Wang Chong was about to thrust his sword toward Lü Zhong, Li Guanguan let out a sudden shout. The red and blue treasured swords in their hands slipped from their grips, sheathing themselves automatically as they settled once more across Li Guanguan’s back.

Subsequently, Xu Chen’s father was implicated due to poor corporate management and the sale of illegal pharmaceuticals, which severely endangered consumers' personal health. Although official documentation from the drug regulatory department had not yet arrived, he had been temporarily detained in custody pending further investigation and processing, and the Xu family enterprise had been sealed off.

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Amid a deafening crash, Ming Longsheng’s fourth uncle was driven crashing into the ground by the force of the wolf-tooth club, leaving the earth a bloody pulp of flesh and bone.

The crowd could not help but fall into a daze, never expecting that even in this state, the Ouyang family still possessed a trump card. How could this be possible?

Jiang Xu returned to his room to rouse the two maidens, and after partaking in breakfast downstairs and bidding farewell to Han Zhaode, the three of them stepped outside. Han Zhaode sat by the window sipping tea, watching the sun climb higher and the flow of carriages and horses increase outside. Tianjin Wei truly lived up to its reputation as a bustling garrison, with various cries of hawkers endlessly drifting in from the street.

Shi Feng planned to set out for the Great Wall the very next day. After making arrangements for the Southern Sage, he began reviewing documents and data pertaining to the Great Wall.

At the time, finding himself under low eaves, he had no choice but to bow his head. Now that an opportunity for escape lay before him, he naturally intended to thoroughly humble these avian-land scoundrels of the General Sect.

As for the bones of the Golden Immortal great demon that had been placed at the foot of the mountain to deter the multitudes, they had also been purloined on a dark and windy night. For the first time in its thousands of years of existence, Mount Longhua had fallen into a state of disorder.

"Orange juice, dried mangoes, preserved plums, lemon slices, blueberry biscuits, red bean bread, and some other odds and ends—you can look for them yourself... Eat if you're hungry..." Murong Yanhang stuffed all his purchases into the vehicle.

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