Chapter 319: Desolate Village Paradise, Sunrise Over Nine Mountains

"Just this?"

Uncle Pang held a book in his hand, though calling it a book was somewhat flattering the thing, since its content was merely one sheet of paper—to put it crudely, this paper was too scanty even for wiping one's backside.

On the paper was precisely the "Nine-Turn Jin Dan Method" that Zheng Fa had transcribed.

"Just this."

Zheng Fa's face wore an expression of utmost sincerity.

But Uncle Pang's expression was hard to describe—his look was extremely complex, as if he were doubting himself, yet also somewhat doubting the way of the world.

This—

When powerful killing intent combines with mental force and is directed at a person with a specific target, it produces such a tragic result; this is actually the principle behind curses.

No matter how much capability he possesses, if these two things are the foundation constructing the world before his eyes, then he will be trapped here forever. Using a painting to counter a painting is the only method I can think of.

"It's fine; good people have heaven's protection. We're all police officers, so if you need any help in the future, just speak up; everyone calls me Old Wei." Old Wei extended his hand toward Peng Sizhe, and from this moment on, the two of them were friends.

"Let me ask the others; consider it borrowed by me for now." Cheng Te Li had no other choice; he was not Sun Wukong, lacking the ability to conjure renminbi out of thin air.

It seems I still need to practice my NBA three-point shooting more; I must also practice shooting to this degree amidst physical contact.

Officer Zeng had investigated up to this point, originally thinking the clues had run dry, yet he did not expect this to be the beginning of a turn from darkness to light.

When the Red Flower Guard spoke these two words, Hu Man understood that the Red Flower Guard had already reached the brink of despair; although they had escaped from a large batch of assassins, the War King would not give up. From the Red Flower Guard's words, Hu Man could easily judge the anger that this War King Soul Banner and the Red Flower Guard had brought upon the War King.

Xiangyun Hotel was a four-star hotel; at this time, being the off-season, it was offering discount promotions, making the price quite cheap. Peng Haoming parked his car in the Xiangyun Hotel parking lot, completed the check-in procedures, went upstairs, and upon opening the window, found the Xianglong Hall directly opposite.

Her words, both explicit and implicit, revealed her connection to Uncle Hai; I just dared not believe she would speak in such a calm and plain tone, leaving me wondering what Uncle Hai truly meant to her.

Everyone was torn between laughter and helplessness; Lady Li revealed a coquettish side, her bandit-like aura greatly restrained, which made everyone feel quite unaccustomed.

"Mmph—" Tong Jing pounded her fists against Bai Yang; how could he do this? She hadn't prepared at all, so how could Bai Yang take advantage of her unguarded moment to steal a kiss?

Tian Maoping nodded; both sides were now evenly matched, which made things interesting. For the sake of the grand plan to develop Xiankong City, they needed to eliminate the demonic beasts in the mine vein as much as possible; relying on one side's strength seemed somewhat insufficient, but if both sides worked together and exerted their full power, they could still achieve some extraordinary merit.

"Lord Han, this is my brother." Wang Dayou was indeed 'loyal'; he stepped forward first, holding Han Han's horse reins and speaking in a flattering manner.

Yue Hun still maintained the posture of sitting cross-legged, his left hand resting on his knee and his right hand extended forward, only his head was bowed, appearing as though he had fallen asleep.

Glory City, although not as luxurious and magnificent as Holy Light City, due to the specificity of its geographical location, unless one only conducted short-distance business, merchants from across the nation had to pass through Glory City; gradually, all merchants came to treat Glory City as a transit trading center.

"Could it be that she really wants the two of us to talk alone?" Qu Zhiheng couldn't help but wonder in his heart, while simultaneously glancing backward from time to time.

That assassin said nothing, but instead drew the long sword from his waist, the sword tip pointing directly at Yun Meng Feixiang.

Li Long Ji had just pointed in a certain direction when he was dragged away by Lin Jianlan in a mad dash; how could his feet possibly move slowly and deliberately? He only felt as if wind were generated beneath his feet, his steps not touching the dust, and after a moment, he finally felt himself land on solid ground, having already arrived at the entrance, though his body still felt somewhat light and weak.