Chapter 315

Sorry... I need to take a day off!

Two spear soldiers suddenly surged forward, their spears thrusting toward him—puff, puff—two crisp sounds of arrows piercing flesh; both men screamed and collapsed to the ground.

Mr. Gang bowed to Fang Yi, then left Fang Yi standing where he was, taking a seat in the corner.

Yang Mi immediately remembered He Dan telling her that Liu Shuo preferred women with large breasts; her face instantly flushed, as she was exactly that type—and outshone most others—his words instantly triggered her imagination.

"Hmph, even if my soldiers are individually weaker than you, they know formations and tactics—they can defeat you through teamwork," Wang Youcai retorted.

Watching the four Chiyan Sect members depart swiftly without hesitation, Xu Ming's eyes flickered with light; only after a moment did he suppress the strange thought in his heart and turn to face the three monks, raising his cup in toast.

The more he thought about it, the more chilling it became—if he had acted on impulse back then, the Lu family would have already been wiped out.

Both carried their own thoughts, until they reached the Vienna Hotel entrance; the car stopped, the doorman came to open the door, but the door was locked from inside and wouldn't budge.

"So it's Master Lu! My apologies for the oversight. I'm sure my second uncle already informed you before your arrival. I'm young and ignorant, knowing nothing—I'll rely on your guidance in the future," Zhu Youning smiled, offering a half-bow.

The Eighth Buddha clutched the beads in the same hand that held Zhu Master's; the tassels hanging from the beads swayed gently.

The black-clad man quietly searched every cell, unsure where Hu Weiyong was imprisoned—since Zhu Gang had never entered the Ministry of Justice's prison, he couldn't tell him Hu Weiyong's location.

The Shadowlands are the true black forest wasteland, one of Tianxing Nation's most dangerous and mysterious desolation zones.

The Crown Prince, seeing his goal achieved, nodded in satisfaction and left the Empress's palace without lingering, claiming he had urgent business.

"What did you do to Chen Nian? What did you do to him!" Yue Yanyan raised her voice; diners around them cast strange glances.

Since the scandal broke, the internet has been flooded with negative voices against Lu Corporation; stock prices plummeted, and billions in market value evaporated overnight.

Xi Liu had ordered that this creature not be grabbed bare-handed—gloves were required. It looked as fragile as if a single squeeze would kill it. Its death wouldn't matter, but he'd never be able to explain himself if it happened.

After dinner, Lin Yun had boarded the high-speed train to Donghai; the Su family was now managing their own magic artifacts, and Lin Yun didn't want anything to happen to them yet.

"This has nothing to do with my father! He only borrowed archers from General Lan Yu for me—he knew nothing else!" Hu Pengju's voice cracked with tears; he reached out to grab Ma Sanbao's thigh, but Ma Sanbao swiftly stepped away and rushed to Zhu Yuanzhang's side, bowing deeply.

When Lu Yuxin woke again, she returned to real life; she gazed at the sun outside, then looked at the clock on the wall.

After securing the first blood in the mid lane, Liu Feng pushed the minion wave forward; he already had over a thousand gold. According to this build path, his next item should be the Sheep's Staff.

Corinne Tis, in a white fashionable long dress, watched Yeying silently; yet from her slightly trembling body, it was clear her emotions were anything but calm.

"What's wrong? It's just that the three-in-a-row guys disappeared," Bai Na muttered. Bai Qiming nodded in agreement.

If Xuan Yuan Rui spread his favors evenly among the harem, Yun Xiao could endure it—but if Xuan Yuan Rui abandoned continuing the clan's lineage, how could Yun Xiao possibly bear it?

"Why can't I drink?" As Qing Luo spoke, the three realized something; Linghu Yixue's eyes flickered with fear; she glanced at Ye Feng and said to Qing Luo.

"Brother, why are you such a pervert?" His sister's accusation left Yeying's face flushed with embarrassment.

Wen Wanli and Yang Yuelan helped Cheng Jingjing pack her belongings while explaining the uses of each item; Cheng Jingjing couldn't help but ask curiously, "Does my husband design these strange things every day?"

"Your Majesty, defending the nation is our duty as ministers—we swear to protect Dongchen and your person with our lives!" Yun Fengjin stepped forward, radiating martial vigor, his words resolute and powerful.

After hanging up, Yeying searched online for information on Qingsong Group. His plan was simple: go treat Chairman Sima Ke. Why call it treatment? Because even if he had no illness, if Yeying said he did, then he did. The Ghost Physician wasn't just a title.

"I'll go!" Unable to bear the old man's provocation, someone finally stepped forward and walked toward the stage.

At the end of the film, Jiang Feng reconciled with his wife; the lost memories didn't diminish his love for her. Even though they had argued, raged, and separated, in the end they fought to the death to save each other.

At the driver's command, the four masked men wielding Japanese swords swiftly moved toward Fang Xiaoyu.

Today's second trial was heart-stopping, with multiple dramatic reversals leaving my heart suspended in my chest—finally, it's settled. I said: "Zhou Yu, don't pull stunts like this again—I can't take it." At least give me a heads-up next time, I silently added.

Fang Shi Yu was truly speechless—a royal princess of a princely household had come up with such a ridiculous excuse to mooch off others.

"Huh?" Mu Jingya widened her eyes, unable to believe what she saw—Lin Yu had punched a hole through their house; now where were they going to sleep tonight?