Chapter 155: Hidden Corners

The night was deep and dark, the temple serene.

Hu Xuanhui, smiling, walked up to Li Shuang but, without confronting him for long, passed by him.

"My elder sister is skilled in statecraft, knows how to scheme and plot against others, and is very formidable, yet in this present age, she is gradually becoming useless!"

Li Shuang turned his body following Hu Xuanhui's steps, always keeping himself facing her.

Hu Xuanhui asked on her own:

The recorder screamed loudly in his heart; his body began to swell constantly like a bomb, and the growing appendages failed to successfully connect to the spaceship.

If the police truly investigated, my malicious framing would likely be exposed, and I might even gain another reputation for bullying.

The first to notice something was wrong was not the person involved herself, but her twin sister. Perhaps the sister-obsessed radar sensed someone coveting her sister; the dim-witted, unenlightened Zhu Wangshu was the first to know that Han Yang liked Zhu Yihe.

Wu Yongchang had already calmed down considerably, but after hearing Wu Xinru's words, he became even angrier.

The doctor examined Jiang Dongming's body and deduced that Jiang Dongming's paralysis resulted from falling from a great height and being severely beaten.

Xia Yan and He Yushui separated from Sha Zhu and cut off relations, but their relationship with the deaf old lady remained unbroken.

When they arrived in the living room, both were still wearing swimsuits and had not changed into their home clothes.

Jiang Yiyuan thought that since Jiang Dongming was paralyzed, he was in desperate need of money; just then, the betrothal gifts from Liu Fang's family were returning, which could also make Jiang Dongming's life a bit better.

Ordinary villagers carrying ten or eight jin would never travel to the county to sell for a difference of five or six yuan, since the round-trip fare alone cost four yuan, which was not worth it.

"The final move of Ouyang Tingshuang looked like a technique from the Demonic Sect to me, so I struck a bit harder," Lin Ying said gloomily.

Li Zhe was by no means a benevolent child or a kind landlord; this was something An Ya and the others knew best.

At the same time, Zeus regretted it deeply; his wife must have seen he was in danger and rushed over to save him. Had he not acted recklessly without considering the consequences, neither he nor Hera would have met with disaster.

"Give it to you? Cao Hao is at least a Earth-grade martial general, and Song Xian is also a Black-grade, okay?" Ye Teng curled his lip.

Now we can only hope the Yan family will make good use of the weapons and armor bearing the character 'True' allocated to them to win over player experts; use the compensation merit points to cultivate several NPC experts, so as to maximize the offset of the adverse effects of Yan Hao's death.

Having been a mercenary was indeed extraordinary. Even the slightest movement could make Old Zhang sense what was happening! Jiang Xiaofeng was fortunate his skills were still decent; if it had been a while back, he would have been caught by Old Zhang long ago due to his uncoordinated movements.

Has it already been five hundred years? Haotian murmured softly. In the hall, immortals stood in two rows; some looked expectant, some expressionless, and some gloomy. Though their expressions differed, they shared one thing in common.

However, unless you see it with your own eyes, you will never know how this matter is truly proceeding. So, although Hu Dashui was excited, he could not be sure what medicine the always-smiling Jiang Xiaofeng was selling in his gourd.

When the enemy beat the warning drums, the Xianzhen Camp had already occupied a section of the wall from a high position and had shot the guards defending the north gate dead within the gatehouse.

Zhang Hao's face was full of conflict; curiosity and reason in his heart fought a battle, neither gaining the upper hand, each straining against the other.

Zhou Lian suppressed his inner restlessness as much as possible, blurted out everything in one go, and hung up, refusing to answer no matter how many times the other side called.

Zhang Hao raised his hand, and Lunsente raised his hand too, but when Lunsente raised his hand, he unleashed a stream of foul-smelling black qi.

Zuo Yinuo turned and walked out of the school. There were many supermarkets beside the school. Wearing a hat, a mask, and sunglasses, with his entire face covered, he entered the supermarket.