Chapter 439: The World Divided in Three, Twilight of the Gods

A probing pawn?

A perfectly fine "Mythical Daluo: Instant-Body Buddha," having reached this step, must have awakened and possessed great wisdom, so how could he perform such reckless and rash actions?

A single exclamation from "Solomon" made the three opposing parties present fall silent instantly.

Some "Mythical Daluo" saw through it without saying it, while the slightly inferior "Mythical Daluo" suddenly realized.

Meng Yi and Aleister, these two young people, analyzed the reasons based on the available intelligence.

At this moment, Qingyi finally relaxed. Thinking about it, she really didn't have it easy; not only did she have to keep this strange man from losing face in public, but she also had to help this man's lover save face.

Huang Shangkun greeted everyone and said peacefully that everyone should be rational. If you have any thoughts, let's sit down and exchange them; why resort to force?

"Yes." Zhao Shu interjected: "Ji Chang met me before he died and told me that the one who killed Marquis Guan was Gao Ping." This matter was almost clear anyway, so saying it didn't matter.

Two hours had passed when suddenly, I heard Cuomu calling out in the courtyard. This cry was heart-wrenching and particularly miserable. I knew the result of the matter immediately.

Therefore, he mobilized the subordinates of the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion overnight to investigate Qin Ziyu's background. Once it was verified that he wasn't a spy from another country and that his family background, though that of a merchant, was clean, he immediately made up his mind to catch this fish.

Mo Qiongyan stared at him speechlessly: "Then what exactly do you want to say? Can you say it all at once?" Why be so long-winded?

"The Eldest Young Lady and Mei'er are embroidering the uppers for the new shoes for the Eldest Young Master. It's estimated that they won't be resting for a while. Does the Young Lady have other matters to consult with the Eldest Young Lady?" Zhu'er didn't understand why she asked this, but Liu'er understood immediately.

I was astonished and said self-righteously that that wouldn't work. If Kong Daoran took out our original private agreement to demand 20% of the Kangji shares, that wouldn't do.

Liu Feng Xun tipped his toes and flew up, stepping onto the tenth block. As a result, the light arrows on both sides shot more vigorously and became more numerous.

Jiang Yi and Yu Wei looked at each other, naturally knowing what the thin man was going to do. Fortunately, they both had backup plans, so they weren't afraid of anyone following Old Three and the others.

Consort Ning was quite curious and wanted to follow them out to see, but after hearing what Zhu Yijun said, she could only stop with regret.

The intense light of the incandescent lamps reflected back and forth in the metal frame surrounding the stage, gathering heat.

Boli spent one USD to buy a Chinatown sightseeing ticket to enter, but returned empty-handed, obviously a bit frustrated.

At the airport, Shen Qingshui and the design class students were arranged to go to the designated waiting room. Li Er, of course, couldn't get in.

Hearing his words, Chen Lulan suddenly clenched her right hand. After a few seconds of silence, a mocking smile rippled across her lips.

Zeng Yeming immediately felt guilty and quickly changed his face, walking up to knead Lin Cha's shoulders in a fawning manner.

The matter escalated, the story became more and more exaggerated, and even the scene of the two of them making a pledge of love under the flowers was described, eventually becoming known to everyone.

She agreed on a time with Isabella, went into the room, and met the strange alumnus. The matter was basically settled. Everyone was overly excited about the new member's addition, as if they had been looking forward to it for a long time.

Han Yu turned his head to look at her expression and tone, which were neither cold nor indifferent, but transcendent and mature, his thick eyebrows slightly furrowed.

The Thirteenth Bureau invited many Yin-people to deal with the Twilight Church, but this happened, which was simply a slap in the face.

And Shen Huo was holding He Suoyi. Although he wasn't crying, after a careful look, the corners of his eyes were red. The two of them embraced like this, looking exceptionally sorrowful. Seeing this scene, the Emperor and his wife also felt a pang in their hearts. Not wanting to disturb the two, they left quietly.

Lou Yucheng, you're going against me, right? Then don't blame me! Su Yuxuan kicked the table leg hatefully. ===== CHAPTER 440 =====