Chapter 695: If Only I'd Known Today, Why Did I Do It Back Then

Late at night, in the study of the Bianzhou prefectural yamen, Che Guangqian stood beside Fang Chongyong with a conflicted expression, while Zhang Guangsheng gripped his sword hilt but had not yet drawn the blade.

Two personal guards watched over Li Guiren, who was bound tightly from head to toe, looking as though they wanted to laugh but did not dare.

Fang Chongyong glanced at Li Guiren, whose face was ashen, pinned to the ground and not uttering a word, and for a moment could not find words to describe his current state of mind, nor did he know what he should say to the man.

Not wanting to look at these people's faces, he had no choice but to turn his head and watch the heavy snow outside the window.

So Lin Ying quickly circulated his cultivation technique, then forcibly drew in the primordial qi of heaven and earth to replenish what was lacking in his body.

When the other party learned that this absurdly young man was none other than the renowned Master Yang, his hands, clasped with Yang Mu's, refused to let go, and he gazed at Yang Mu with the fanatical eyes of a starstruck devotee.

Hearing this, Su Mu also felt that he was rather lucky; fortunately it was he who had encountered this, otherwise he would probably truly be done for today.

During the hypnosis process, there is a certain probability of failure, and the reasons for failure involve a combination of various factors, such as a person's constitution and the strength of their willpower, and so forth.

As Deng Guorong waved to Li Qingyun seated below, this young man immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.

The Third Concubine and the Fifth Concubine, who had come along together, exchanged a smile, as if sharing an unspoken understanding. The Second Concubine had no mind to pay attention and walked straight inside, where she saw the bedroom door open and Shen Qiangwei leaning against the bed, her face drained of color.

I still took the remaining exams, but I answered all the questions in a daze.

But in Li Qingyun's view, given his good relationship with Liu Dong, he should still be supporting Liu Dong.

Pei Wufu grinned wide, revealing slightly yellowed teeth, and displayed a foolish smile that had not changed in eighteen years.

"Long Kong! What are you doing here? I have already received your invitation, and I will go when the Medicine Refining Assembly begins!" Speaking slowly, Fu Li Xuanzun's face was somewhat pale.

Zhong Lingyu seized the chance to bolt; he absolutely could not let them think he was from the police bureau, otherwise a single mouthful of spit from any one of them would be enough to drown him.

Based on the information Sun Weidong provided and Pei Donglai's performance during military training, they had only treated Pei Donglai as an ordinary university student with good physical fitness.

"Sister Zhou Feng! Don't blame Yunchong for being ruthless. The Alliance Chief's order cannot be defied! You took good care of me before, and I am grateful. But without the Alliance Chief, there would be no me, Yunchong! Take this!" With that, Yunchong spread his arms wide like a great roc, his hands forming ice crystals, and an icy aura instantly dispersed.

For this high-ranking leader of the Underworld, there were many ways he could have traveled to Yellow Sand Island, but he had chosen this most ordinary method of flight, and the clothes he wore were not of the bizarre type either.

Zhong Lingyu went to wash his face and brush his teeth with a sense of puzzlement. His face in the mirror looked somewhat pale, but this outfit was indeed quite fitting and handsome—a dark red long-sleeved shirt paired with blue jeans, and with that melancholy expression, he was devastatingly handsome.

"This is Hundred Soul Grass. Though it is not an immortal herb, it is enough to make you more attuned to your own divine soul." Qi Xuanyi waved his hand and produced a stalk of Hundred Soul Grass. This stalk of Hundred Soul Grass shone with spiritual light, covered in countless water droplets, each droplet seemingly containing mysterious power.

"What about the senior?" This was indeed a good hiding place, and also a place quite suitable for cultivation.

To ensure that the villa's land resources remained in collective hands as much as possible, and to avoid an excess of leased fields leading to an insufficiency of distributable public fields, it was also stipulated that if a household held a double share of leased fields, it must unconditionally surrender them to the villa when public fields were being allocated to new households.

This voice was like a thunderclap, and at this moment, in Lü Yue's eyes, there seemed to appear that silver-haired, snow-browed, incomparably arrogant demonic silhouette—that demonic silhouette with wildly dancing silver hair and terrifying demonic aura. Lü Yue was greatly startled—could it be that the demon had come to kill?