Chapter 315: Sorry... I Need to Take a Leave!

Sorry... I need to take a leave!

The two spearmen leapt up, the spears in their hands about to thrust over—thwack thwack—two crisp sounds of piercing flesh, two crossbow bolts sank into their bodies, and the two men immediately screamed and collapsed to the ground.

Mr. Gang brought Fang Yi to bow in greeting, then left Fang Yi standing where he was and went to sit in a corner seat himself.

Yang Mi immediately recalled what He Dan had told her—that Liu Shuo liked big breasts—and her face instantly flushed red. She was exactly that type, and more outstanding than most; Liu Shuo's words had instantly made her mind wander.

"Hmph, even if my soldiers aren't as strong as you individually, they know how to array their troops and formations—through coordinated teamwork they can defeat you," Wang Youcai said, refusing to concede.

Watching the four members of the Crimson Flame Sect leave without the slightest hesitation, swiftly putting distance between them, Xu Ming's eyes flickered with light. Only after a long moment did he suppress the strange thoughts in his heart, then turned his head toward Monk Kongku and the other two, raised his cup, and spoke.

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it was. If he had lost his head back then, the Lu family would probably have been reduced to ashes at that very moment.

The two of them each had their own worries weighing on their minds, all the way until they arrived at the entrance of the Verales Hotel. The car stopped at the hotel entrance, and a doorman came over to open the car door, but the door was locked from the inside and couldn't be pulled open.

"So it's Shopkeeper Lu—my apologies for not recognizing you. I imagine my second uncle explained everything to you before you came. I'm young and ignorant, know nothing at all, and will have to rely on your guidance in the future." Zhu Youning smiled and gave a half-bow.

In the hand that Eighth Buddha was gripping Old Master Zhu with, he still held prayer beads. The tassel hanging from the prayer beads swayed gently.

The man in black quietly searched through every cell—he wasn't sure where Hu Weiyong's cell actually was, after all. Zhu Gang had never been inside the Ministry of Justice's prison either, so he couldn't tell him where Hu Weiyong was being held.

The Gloomlands are, in the truest sense, a deadly region of the Black Earth Forest—one of the most dangerous and mysterious forbidden zones in the Star Kingdom.

The Crown Prince, seeing his objective had been achieved, nodded in satisfaction and no longer lingered. He made an excuse that he had matters to attend to and left the Empress's palace.

"What did you do to Chen Nian, what did you do to him!" Yue Yan Yan raised her voice, drawing strange looks from the diners around them.

From the moment the matter broke until now, the internet has been full of negative voices against the Lu family; the stock price plummeted in an instant, and market value evaporated by several hundred million.

Xiliu had instructed that this creature could not be grabbed with bare hands—gloves had to be worn. It looked as though it would die from a single pinch, so fragile. If it died, it wouldn't matter much, but even if he had a mouth, he couldn't explain it clearly.

After dinner, Lin Yun had already boarded the high-speed train heading east to the East Sea. The Su family was currently running their own business in magical artifacts, and Lin Yun didn't want anything to happen to them for the time being.

"This matter truly has nothing to do with my father. My father only borrowed the archers from General Lan Yu for my sake—he knows nothing else!" Hu Pengju's words carried a sobbing tone. He reached out to hug Ma Sanbao's thigh, but Ma Sanbao shook him off early and ran to Zhu Yuanzhang's side, bowing with hands clasped.

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

After getting first blood in mid lane, Liu Feng pushed the minion wave a bit; he already had over a thousand gold on him. Following this equipment build, the next item would be the Shepherd's Staff.

Corin, dressed in a fashionable white long dress, quietly watched Night Shadow, but judging from her slightly trembling body, her mood was clearly not calm.

"What's so strange? It's just that the three of them are missing, isn't it?" Bai Na muttered. Bai Qiming nodded in agreement.

If Xuanyuan Rui spread his favor evenly among the harem, Yun Xiao could perhaps accept it—but if Xuanyuan Rui were to give up continuing the clan line, then Yun Xiao would equally find it hard to bear.

"Why can't I drink?" When Qing Luo said this, the other two guessed something. A flash of panic crossed Linghu Yixue's eyes; she glanced at Ye Feng, then said to Qing Luo.

"Bro, why are you so perverted?" There it was—being called a pervert by his own sister made even Night Shadow's thick skin flush a little red.

Wen Wanli and Yang Yuelan helped Cheng Jingjing organize her belongings while explaining the use of each display to her. Listening, Cheng Jingjing couldn't help but grow curious and said, "Does my husband spend every day designing these strange things?"

"Your Majesty, defending home and country is the duty of us subjects; protecting the nation is the responsibility of us subjects. We swear on our lives to protect Dongchen, swear on our lives to protect Your Majesty." Yun Fengjin stood at the head, his whole body radiating a heroic air, his words ringing strong and forceful.

After hanging up the phone, Night Shadow immediately went online to look up information on Qingsong Group. Night Shadow's plan was simple: go and cure this Chairman Simake's illness. Why say "cure"? Because even if he wasn't ill, as long as Night Shadow said he was, then he really would be. Ghost Doctor—it's not just a name.

"I'll go!" As if unable to bear the old man's taunting words any longer, finally one person stepped forward and walked toward the stage.

At the end of the film, Jiang Feng and his wife reconciled; the lost memories had not affected his love for her. Even though in the past they had quarreled, raged, and parted, in the end they fought desperately to save each other.

At the coachman's command, the four masked men wielding Eastern-style blades swiftly moved in to kill Fang Xiaoyu.

Speaking of it, today's second trial was heart-stopping; the situation reversed several times, keeping my heart suspended in the air the whole time. Only now can it finally settle back down. I said, "Zhou Yu, don't play such high-stakes games in the future—my heart can't take it." At the very least you should have given me a warning in advance—I silently added that last part.

Fang Shiyu was truly speechless at this—so dignified a princess of the Wang Fu, and yet she had come up with such a flimsy excuse just to freeload a meal.

"Huh?" Mu Jingya's eyes went wide, unable to believe what she was seeing. Lin Yu had punched their house to rubble—so where were they going to sleep tonight?