Chapter 129: Frank Confession

"So, you're helping that little girl who was murdered find her family?"

"If we calculate by birth time, you should call her older sister."

"→_→"

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I find you're quite good at making up stories," Ruan Hongzhuang said.

"Thanks for the compliment," Shen Siyuan smiled.

Seeing Shen Siyuan offer no defense, Ruan Hongzhuang instead grew suspicious.

"You don't mean everything you said is true"

The man in black robes turned pale with shock, and at the same time felt a breath of death sweeping toward him. Without a second thought, he acted decisively, crossing his wrists immediately to block his chest.

The two looked at the table over there; the teapot had been knocked over, and a table full of tea was slowly flowing along the table edge onto the floor. The air was filled with the sweet scent of jam. The two exchanged an awkward smile, but it was Su Man's gurgling stomach that broke the tension.

"Is it the Feng family? If so, that should be correct!" Jiang Huai nodded again. After all, the entire Feng family had been slaughtered by him; there was no need to hide such a thing.

"Take them inside." As soon as the long-faced man stepped out of the carriage, a scar-faced man immediately came over. Behind the scar-faced man followed two burly men in black robes. When the scar-faced man saw Su Ming, a hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes, yet he did not act, seemingly knowing that someone else would kill Su Ming, so he had no need to lift a finger.

The number tags for this group of new recruits were distributed to them after being arranged from tallest to shortest.

Therefore, Bai Qiu'an found it hard to guarantee he could see Chen Xiaochan, and that Chen Xian would fully help him rather than use the opportunity to frame him with some charge and eliminate him.

"Too late, too late. It's over..." Watching the two sword lights before and behind, followed by more than ten palms, Ao Dian's descending figure slowed down. He felt extremely powerless.

This crown prince, who had garnered the most attention from the Twelve Halls, possessed a killing power so shocking that, whether at the start or now, he was unmatched among his peers.

"Mr. Jiang, the wager is three hundred million; this old man can still barely muster it!" The De Ye nearby spoke up directly.

Song Can looked at the phone screen and held the plane ticket up in front of him as an answer. Her ticket was for economy class.

Her eyes darkened. Su Tang felt that Energy Masters were truly invincible. It was obvious that the 2S spiritual power belonged to Su Yuan's father, who had just consumed the Miracle.

Although it was also a divine giant hand, it was even more terrifying than in the past. Even those like Shi Mie, located ten thousand li away, were shaken until their qi and blood surged, while the powerful ones of the Tianchen Alliance were some who were instantly struck by the lingering force of this falling pressure and spat blood.

"Your Highness. Since Ah Kang said the Wang Fei is fine, then the Wang Fei must be fine. Rest assured. This old servant will first prepare some food for the Wang Fei. She can eat it when she wakes up," Xu the Butler comforted. Then he left the Yi Yuan.

A power aura of unparalleled strength surged from the top of the void. The golden-armored deity returned once more, and the wounds on his chest had actually all healed. In the golden-armored deity's hand, he pinched a dying giant, and this person was none other than Xuanyuan Yi, whom Lin Hao had seen before.

"He could have used the evidence of my collusion with the Fourth Imperial Prince to blackmail me, yet he did not. Instead, right before my eyes, he destroyed all that evidence. Not only that, he even cured the strange illness of my only son!" Tang Yu blurted out all the inside story in one breath.

A Nuan went back and took a bath. After coming out of the bath and returning to bed, she took out her phone to turn it on and charge it. Wu Junjie's call came through. A Nuan glanced at it and did not answer, but Wu Junjie did not give up just because she didn't answer; he still sent A Nuan a humorous text message.

How could this be? Su Tang's face turned pale with shock. Now her whole body was soft and limp, with not a shred of strength. If it weren't for the wall behind her, she feared she would have collapsed directly onto the ground.

Song Can couldn't do that; she had to control her food intake to maintain a fairly good figure. However, in recent years, she had successfully kept her weight around one hundred jin, striving not to let herself become too thin and look like a skeleton, which was unsightly.

Song Can glanced at him sideways. "I don't know." Saying this, she tried to stand up, but Han Su suddenly grabbed her waist, preventing her from leaving, and raised a hand to gently push her back, making her lean in a bit closer. After a moment of silence, this person suddenly stood up, holding her buttocks with both hands.

"Done." Yukimori picked up his racket and walked down from the court, then casually tossed the racket aside, clapped his hands, and walked off with a cold, aloof expression. A thousand hammerings and a hundred refinements were no joke. Bandou Akemi might be perverted, but her perversion didn't refer to strength; she certainly couldn't compare to Yukimori with his firepower fully unleashed.

Once I take the position of Ducheng City God, I will definitely deal with you properly, Zhao Shenhua thought viciously in his heart.

Wen Yaode didn't need to say much. Although many fathers and sons have great conflicts, no matter what, a father and son are still father and son. At this moment, no one could feel more pain in their heart than Wen Yaode, not even Chen Meifen.

At the same time, the reputation of Qin Yun, the leader of the Doyong Branch of the Beggar's Sect, began to echo throughout Jiang Nan after being 'vigorously promoted' by everyone present at the time, and showed a trend of spreading to other regions.

Then Fujimine Hidemasa saw his son's face glowing with enthusiasm and the red flush of good news approaching, smiling broadly, as if the smile would knock out his back teeth. Fujimine Hidemasa felt a surge of joy in his heart. I knew you rascal liked this kind of thing. After all, I am your real father; do you think I can't handle you rascal?

Some topics can only be hidden in the heart and cannot be spoken out; speaking them out would only cause great trouble, making people feel a bit of confusion in their hearts. Such things were not encountered for the first time; the people around still couldn't help but take a deep breath and sigh at the unfairness of this world.

The sound of Lin Nan's exclamation came to his ears. That man had already rushed forward, and the large blade in his hand struck toward my head again.

After saying this, the old man slowly released a powerful spiritual pressure from his body, which extended and stretched endlessly in the air. Combined with the assistance of hundreds of soldiers behind him and the whale rider, the constantly emitting spiritual energy formed a whole, pressing down on people with the momentum of a massive boulder floating in the sky.

"Qin Mengyao! Ci Hang Jing Zhai!" After a long while, Qin Yun let out a strange sigh that lingered in the room for a long time.

Just as he was struggling to endure, Shen Liancheng's voice, not without worry, suddenly entered his ears, making his whole body tense. His big brother, who was itching to move, would have loved to grow legs and carry him straight to the bedside.

Qilin occupied the high ground, shot down the pilot of a speeding single-soldier flying vehicle, then jumped onto the opponent's vehicle and, using the direction of the crash, moved first toward the deeper enemy-occupied zone.