Chapter 423: Spirit Qi Scan, Three Heads and Six Arms

Although he did have some expectations, the efficiency of the major research institutes and universities still gave Zheng Fa a shock.

In less than two months, the design results from all parties flew into the nursing home from all over the country.

Over a dozen related colleges and thirty research institutes sent more than three hundred plans to Zheng Fa and the others during these two months.

Even Bai Lao was a bit puzzled: "They're not just stringing us along, are they?"

Zheng Fa was also a little worried.

In the midst of the storm, the onlookers in the distance who had escaped the disaster stared at the scene before them, utterly dumbfounded.

Yin Junfeng said, "I destroyed them all." A casual reply, yet without a hint of joy on his face.

That day, when facing the Book of Life and Death, wasn't it the spirit vein that played its part, actively connecting the sect's fortune, which allowed Wang Hao to succeed?

He did not, like those who had come before, get flung off the mountain path by its force; instead, he gradually walked upward step by step with firm strides, heading toward the mountain peak.

After experiencing so many things, she no longer dared to act on her own. If Mo Beixiao didn't want her to go back, and she rashly returned on her own, what if there was danger along the way?

"Grade C? Aren't I the same as them at three moves? How did I end up as Grade C!" Blood Wolf immediately objected, puffing up like a man-eating tiger, scaring the Eunuch so much his legs went weak.

At the same time, Ji Ruohua quietly followed Wu Guang from afar, hoping to use Wu Guang's mouth to spread her reputation throughout the upper echelons of the various kingdoms.

Having resolved to die, Gansuo no longer employed any combat techniques. Every slash was a distillation of his usual fighting, every slash driven by combat instinct. Hua Gui spat, never expecting this man to be so strong—was he also a two-star cluster?

Wang Hao and the others still wanted a chance? Dream on! Chu Tianrong would not give them such a chance. This was the best opportunity to kill Wang Hao.

Whether for the sake of this war or for Youyou, Xing Zeyuan would not die here. A fire-cloud-colored figure manifested behind him, then he slowed the enemy's movement speed, wielding a long spear covered in blood-red patterns and a shield of divine power.

Niuniu was facing the door and spotted her own grandmother returning home at a glance, smoothly steering the conversation away.

The next second, A Cheng's mother suddenly let go of A Cheng and rushed toward the dead man. In an instant when no one could react, she yanked out the dagger behind the dead man.

I say, old man, can you settle down a bit? At your age, just stop making trouble, alright?

Linglong stared at the scene before her in terror, momentarily at a loss, and chased after Hua Sheng's figure all the way down the slope.

But never expected that they had the audacity to such an extent. Apart from expenses of about ten taels of silver, the remaining roughly thirty-six hundred taels were almost entirely fabricated expenditures.

And at that time, Zhao Pei, by some unknown means, secretly won the support and backing of the various general families of the imperial court, overruled all opposition, purged dissidents, and successfully ascended to the Emperor's throne, becoming the youngest monarch in the history of the Liang Dynasty.

Madam Leng and Leng Chi sat in the main hall, their expressions both slightly solemn. As soon as Ye Jiuchen arrived, the two hurriedly bowed to pay their respects.

Casting a gloomy remark over his shoulder, Ye Mohan flung his wide sleeves and strode out of the Fanghua Hall.

Otherwise, next time he'd have to play the big bad wolf in front of her again—Qin Yun despised such partners the most.

Long Luo watched the radiant splendor pour down from the palace roof, falling right onto that well. Gazing at the moon, gazing at the moon—so that was the reasoning. This radiance, like moonlight, poured into the well. Long Luo walked closer to look and saw a pool of bright red liquid flowing within, a deep, obscure, and soul-stealing aura spreading before him.

Sister Xie hurriedly put on a smiling face and nodded in agreement, while secretly pinching her husband under the table. Their savior-Bodhisattva was sitting right in front of them—if they offended this person, the consequences would be unthinkable.