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Chapter 88: Rumors

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October 1st can be considered a good day for Chen Danqing.

Since returning from CC, he had been staying at a friend's house in the capital, planning his next steps.

There were many activities on the 11th, and just then, a "big shot" came to the capital for a meeting and was quite interested in him, so he came to him.

That person was a doctoral supervisor at Wuhan University, Ai Luming, chairman of Wuhan Contemporary Group.

Chen Danqing welcomed him with great respect.

"President Ai, you are looking for me because..."

"Don't be polite—"

That blue, dirty thing disappeared into the vast sky. Even the Blue Stone Beast that had been lying on the ground disappeared from the human world along with the disappearance of the blue light.

This was something a financial backer had entrusted to her. Meng Yu didn't know what kind of business that backer had with this Mr. Cui; she only vaguely knew that the backer also had the surname Cui, but Meng Yu couldn't manage that much. She needed money; as long as they gave her money, that was all that mattered.

Before the carriage reached the Li family gate, someone had seen it from afar and rushed back to report to Li Xunzhuo and the others.

"Boss Wang, do you have anything you want to say to me?" Cui Jindong’s expression turned cold as he faced the fat man.

At this moment, I felt as if I had entered a unique space. I couldn't hear the shouts of the people around me, and I felt someone pulling at me. I was suddenly furious.

Wang Zhipeng asked: "It seems that the orcs of the Golden Lion Empire already know our whereabouts. Next, we may have to face the encirclement and interception of the Golden Lion Empire's troops. What awaits us are fierce battles. Is everyone ready?" After speaking, Wang Zhipeng specifically looked at Wu Yanran.

Feeling Qiluan lie down behind him and reach out to hug his waist, Su Ying leaned back comfortably and closed his eyes with peace of mind.

The soldiers of the Great Dragon Empire were no match and were killed in countless numbers. Just as their formation was about to fall into chaos, a group of Great Dragon Empire soldiers led by Xuanwu, White Tiger, and Zhuque arrived to help. In an instant, swords flashed, arrows rained, and many of those demon soldiers and monsters were killed.

Receiving such an errand for the first time, Yu Chan felt that she walked with a spring in her step. This was the first time she had come out since entering the compound.

He was like a piece of natural uncut jade, clean and pure, not yet shaped, just like a white pearl in a plate of brilliant gold, unique and restrained, yet eye-catching.

It was not that Liu Guoxuan was no match for Shi Lang, but that he had been fighting for too long and his physical strength was severely depleted. Encountering the vigorous and powerful Shi Lang, he naturally couldn't hold his own. Moreover, Shi Lang had several helpers at this time, who also jumped over to help.

What a casual name; a handsome person can have any name. After reporting his family background, he talked about his relationship with Cai Ziqian. He was a relative of Cai Ziqian, and according to the genealogy ranking, Cai Xing had to call Cai Ziqian "Aunt."

What did he owe her? Clearly, it was she who had accidentally snatched a great opportunity from their Mo family, okay?

Besides providing substantial help like silver, merchants really couldn't help with other methods. Afterward, the merchant told Dongfang Yi in detail about his understanding of this place.

"Tell me what happened! Is this still me? Why is my face like this? Why have I been in a coma for so long?" Nalan Jin cried out.

As long as these five Tatars each pulled a horse whip, the horse would rush forward, and Hong Chengchou would be torn into several pieces. Now, the powerful pulling force from five directions could be clearly felt.

Wang Ge came to Zhu Qing’s side, bent down to pick her up, and gently placed her under a large tree, letting her lean against the thick trunk and sit on the ground.

Wang Daming slightly sensed the spiritual energy reserves in the bodies of the five puppets. Under such intense attacks, they could only last for 5 minutes. The consumption of spiritual energy was very intense.

A group of guards felt their brains buzzing, and blood overflowed from their noses and mouths, but they remembered Ye Jun’s instructions: they must not be exposed, and they could only bury their heads in the red sand.

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