Chapter 273: The Zhao Family

Zhao Xuerong's family lived in the Binhai Ronghua Community.

This community is an old one nearing thirty years, with outdated facilities, mottled walls, and buildings only seven stories high; the entire community consists of just five buildings.

Yet these seemingly dilapidated houses, once one enters the home, reveal an interior that is far from simple.

The decoration, though somewhat old-fashioned, was absolutely the most stylish in the eighties and nineties; the indoor area spans over one hundred thirty square meters, as there was no public

King Zhou, lacking discernment, failed to recognize the celestial methods of slaying evil; yet, beguiled by beauty, he took the Juque Sword, causing the Primordial Spirit of the thousand-year-old fox demon, once sealed, to break free from its tribulation again, while he himself was so bewitched that his soul and spirit were confused, unable to distinguish right from wrong.

His speaking startled the tiger-skin, which widened its pea-sized green eyes, stepped back several paces, and wore an expression of utter disbelief.

Duke Dao's decision to cut the position of the Prime Minister actually stemmed from his original idea—weakening the power of the ministerial clans and expanding the influence of the ducal clan.

Zhao Dan's expression of disappointment was a complete imitation of Zhao Wu's usual manner—he tried hard to act like a grown-up, but the weapon in his hand gave him away.

After hearing Mingyu's words, Yunzhongzi's expression recovered, knowing that the injury he suffered could not be healed in a mere three days. Seeing Yunzhongzi's mindset calm down, Mingyu nodded in approval.

Just then, a clamor arose, and many voices shouted simultaneously: "Here they come, here they come!" But before they finished, those people sensed something amiss and quickly shut their mouths.

Only this speed was not his speed when fighting a BOSS, but his speed of being instantly killed. Fireball, Explosion, Freeze, Delayed Explosion—four magical damages erupted at once, an invincible skill combination that slays gods if gods block the way, and slays Buddhas if Buddhas block the way.

"This junior is from Ziyang Cave on Qingfeng Mountain, with the Daoist title Qingxu. I cultivate on Kunlun Mountain! May I ask the senior's name?" Hearing this Daoist state his Daoist title and master, Mingyu immediately understood.

"Yes!" Xiong Dahai was extremely excited; another strike was about to launch. For a soldier, the greatest longing is battle; last time counted as killing the enemy in a roundabout way.

Having said this, he waved his hand, signaling Zhang Qi to step away. Clearly, Zhang Qi's words just now had ruined his mood.

The ministers, terrified by the Crown Prince's cruelty, black heart, poisonous hands, and vindictiveness, were all so frightened they knelt on the ground, bowing their heads deeply.

"Go out and watch the performance. From now on, enjoy the competition well. This stage belongs to you." Qi Xuan's face showed a hint of a kind smile.

Yet if a person with sufficiently powerful cultivation looked out from the edge of the Hundred Thousand Snow Plains, they would see a different scene; although the sky was still that sky and the earth still that earth, between him and the Tianshan at the very center of the Hundred Thousand Snow Plains, along the line connecting the two points, two ice barriers reaching from heaven to earth would appear.

Bo Sixiu devoted himself to researching a potion to return non-humans to humanity, and the research could not proceed without Bo Sixiu's blood; thus, Bo Sixiu often needed to provide blood to the base for research. And this was what Situ Jue thought: if a gun could bring down half-humans, wouldn't it also be able to bring down non-humans?

And now, although Liu Rong had entered the live stream for less than a week, he had already reached a very high spending level; only he had not activated it, which is why he received such a message.

Mo Tianchen and Mo Jingxing had been father and son for thirty years; naturally, they knew the principle that the calmer the surface, the deeper the vortex within.

Mo Chaowan accidentally ingested the Thousand-Mechanism Poison; the poison had slowly begun to take effect, her speed slowed, and she was instantly startled in her heart.

Although the work at the milk tea shop was busy, there was relatively time to relax when opening in the morning and closing in the evening.

Also, did she know him? Why did the rhythm of his movements and demeanor make it seem as though they were very familiar?

After resting for a night, Nangong Yan woke up, and the first thing he did was search for Hanyan. Seeing that Hanyan was no longer in the tent, he anxiously wanted to get out of bed to look for her. But the movement was too large and pulled at his wound, causing him to grimace in pain; the bandaged wound tore open again, yet he did not care.