Chapter 451: Bewilderment

Old Mu did not answer Zhou Guicheng's question.

Instead, he suddenly stretched out a hand and laid a blade across Zhou Xiaofeng's neck; fresh blood gushed out like a spring.

Even though he had been drugged and was in a coma, his body instinctively began to twitch violently.

"No…"

"You took away the person I love most, so I take away the person you love most — we're even now." Old Mu said with a very calm expression.

But how could the few members of the Zhou family still be able to listen—

Eunuch Li, who was in charge of attending to Jiang Keran's daily life, saw that Jiang Keran had not eaten anything in the Hall of Supreme Harmony except for two sips of wine, and hurriedly ordered the Imperial Kitchen to prepare a few more dishes and bring them over.

After several days of driving, the journey had been without mishap; it was just unknown whether the Zhang brothers had reached Chu Capital yet.

Jiang Mucheng was briefly stunned, then smiled; the smile was like a spring breeze, and the worried look between her brows vanished completely.

This announcement briefly described Lin Tian's contributions to the camp: crafting the high-grade crystal-stone crossbow cart, and previously going to the underground mausoleum beneath the Graveyard Ranch to blast and injure Lady White Bone's body.

Regarding the matter of Chu Capital, Dugu Wu was somewhat impatient, and toward Emperor Yongye he was even colder still.

At this moment, he seemed to already be seeing the vision of the Scarlet Sword Sect successfully wiping out the Sun Moon Holy Sect, then taking its place, and wielding absolute power over the entire South Li Kingdom.

?? In this Professionals' Hall, over a hundred people in total had finished taking their photos; afterward, the Earth Special Command analyzed the pictures taken and carried out a tally.

"What is that? Mao Jin? A cooling patch? Wet wipes? Toilet paper?" Shui You seemed about to list every single thing she had on her.

Only the question arose: should he use a furnace to forge it, or should he use essence or spiritual flame to forge it?

Dugu Wu glanced at his son; he was not an attentive father, and was often away on military campaigns, but that did not mean he did not care about his own son.

On the deep-night lake-center island, the faint sounds of music and revelry drifted over; clearly, the day's pleasures had not yet entirely ended.

"Don't worry! Sister Jin Liuli, I'm fine. If we want to go rescue the Curtain-Raising General of the Flowing Sand River, the two of us alone won't be enough, and these heroes really can help us rescue the Curtain-Raising General of the Flowing Sand River." Bai Liuli said earnestly to Jin Liuli.

"Run toward places with fewer people, don't follow the crowd, avoid the buildings!" Montgomery's explanatory voice came through the nurse's earpiece.

Unfortunately, when she leapt forward, intending to slash through the soul ropes, she discovered that those soul ropes seemed extremely tough; no matter how sharp her soul blade was, no matter how great the force she used, she simply could not cut through those soul ropes, nor budge them by a single inch.

And what she had thought was indeed correct — now this junior martial brother had already charged toward her, but she had absolutely no ability to resist; this junior martial brother of hers was far too powerful, so much so that before she could even see his movement clearly, a hand had already seized her throat.

Fist-sized ginseng fruits, shaped like babies and red in color, glowed with flowing light and gave off an enticing fragrance.

"Not all that impressive, huh?" Wu Gang said, and his expression suddenly changed — he saw the wound on the osmanthus tree heal in an instant.

Once Wéville captured this place, the French army would no longer have any city left to stop the British army from reaching the oilfields on the Algerian border.

"Hmph, this old man has studied this formation for many years; naturally I will not make a mistake." The old stall-keeper snorted coldly, indicating that he was very displeased at Qi Tianshou's questioning.

Now even Mother too… Mother had always been proud of her, and no matter the circumstances, had stood firmly on her side without wavering.

As a young person who liked the brilliance of neon lights, Xia Yu felt that his mindset was not wrong.

In Liu Lan, what Xia Yu saw was shrewdness and steadiness — once the bow was drawn, it was like an arrow leaving the string, aimed straight at the target with no turning back.