Chapter 146: Only What the Official Denies Is Correct

Chang'an.

The Chang'an of today is still the old city of Han, yet time has wrought great changes; the former Changle and Weiyang are long gone.

Inside the Wang Fu, Xiao Baoyin received news that excited him somewhat.

Hu Chen is dead!

The chess piece he had set in motion so long ago had finally taken effect.

Next came the harvest of the fruits.

The sound of Wei Langen's footsteps interrupted Xiao Baoyin's thoughts.

"Why is Mr. so urgent

While the master and disciple spoke, Sun Lingshan below had already engaged the dwarf. The blue-robed dwarf's supernatural power was a magical implement shaped like a large water ladle; the ladle was huge and long, taller even than the dwarf himself, yet when he wielded it, he showed no sign of strain.

Suddenly, the Precious Lotus Lamp appeared in the palm of Chenxiang, who was bound. Before the Fox Grandmother could rejoice, she noticed the Precious Lotus Lamp emitting a silver light.

Chen Beixuan was holding Xian Ling'er, scrutinizing Lin Feng closely, wondering what he was thinking.

At least now there was a goal: go to the school and find that set of exorcism supplies for Ninth Uncle, and this game should end.

Wei Eshu had not received professional training, so the revolver on the table was not his first choice. Although in such circumstances a firearm might give one greater courage, it was clearly a trap.

As for the others, including the Four Great Powerhouses, they merely watched Lin Feng and the others converse in silence.

A faint luster shimmered over his body; his muscles and bones were nearly transparent, revealing waves of terrifying aura surging within his meridians.

Just as Lu Xu began leading people to print furiously, the Censorate first received dozens of impeachment memorials attacking the Hanlin Academy.

But now, with Lu Yuan demonstrating immense strength, the hope of clearing the stage reappeared, and the attitudes of the group changed drastically.

He pushed his cart selling goods and even delivered a few portions to the back kitchens of other households; when he came out, he met someone delivering firewood.

"Otherwise, what else could we do? A Supreme has arrived, along with three Great King Gods. Do you still wish to seize something from them?" Qian Shen Zhan said, and even he, the arrogant one, spoke thus.

"Is this the power of the War God Sword Art? Hailed as the strongest sword art on the continent, it truly lives up to its name!" Mo Chen exclaimed in shock; seeing Gu Xinghun wield it, he was terrified.

"You promised me you would not do anything excessive!" the Crystal Spirit immediately widened its eyes.

Because when Ji Junhao, in Longteng, smashed the ink-black Chen Dragon that Ji Yutian had summoned and severely injured him, he suddenly realized he felt no worry at all that Ji Yutian would harbor demonic thoughts in his heart because of it.

It's over; now even my ashes won't remain. I'm about to become the legendary "missing person" who is neither seen alive nor found dead.

Yang Yu's eyes sparkled; he had guessed this result long ago. Hearing the Original Dao Ancestor say it with his own ears, he could not conceal his excitement.

Moreover, since this was the object Dina guarded so fiercely, it must be related to the Undead Clan. By normal logic, it could not possibly be anything good. If Ye Luo released it now, wouldn't he be seeking trouble himself?

None of the demons spoke; in their view, such a simple and direct method was the best.

Qianhuan Demon Venerable merely offered a warning and paid no further mind, leading the fleet straight toward the Northern Continent.

"In that case, let us go to the main hall. I hope..." the Old Lady sighed deeply, unable to bring herself to finish, only hoping Ye Rong would not disappoint her.

"Chu Yun?" Wei Ye Feng instinctively looked at Lin Xiaohuan; this unintentional gesture suddenly pierced her heart.

However, if Bing Qirui would let such an opportunity pass, he could never have founded such a vast federal communications group.

After all, the white-robed elder was the one who took the ancient evil sword out of the Guo Kai Mo ruins; not asking him for some token of appreciation, Ye Shaoxuan felt, would be against heaven's justice.

In fact, for Yang Chen, her heart held no secrets; it was only that, for her, her body was her secret. Her naked form lay fully before Yang Chen's eyes. Such a person, such a matter—she could not tolerate it.