Chapter 170: The Lu State Imperial Family

The police did not find the cause, but they could be certain that Cao Keqin did not die by homicide, because the crime scene left no clues of foul play; everything pointed clearly to the fact that he had committed suicide.

The astonishment in his eyes slowly dissipated, and Jiang Duanya shook his head again. He had indeed heard that some high-level experts with great cultivation would travel the world in various ways to experience the myriad states of human life in order to reach a deeper realm.

After the news reached Xianyang Palace, a trace of imperceptible excitement and agitation appeared in the eyes of Ying Zheng, the future First Emperor.

"What pregnancy, what pregnancy? I'm losing weight. Haven't you noticed I've gotten much fatter?" Tang Xiao explained.

If the butler had come looking for them, then by extension, they were also indirectly responsible for the butler's death.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, please rest assured. Please wait here for a while; after a hundred years, we will return your disciples to you," Laozi said.

Dong Chen Feng pondered deeply. He suddenly recalled the words Mo Xingzhi had spoken to the shepherd when they first met.

And such an organization, obviously, would not make the decision to kidnap a leader on a whim; there must be underlying reasons for it.

The parent said quite embarrassedly, "I finished cleaning the room and wanted to open the window for some air, so I opened the balcony window. He entered the balcony without me knowing, and before I could keep an eye on him, this happened."

The peeling stone carvings and the falling boulders all shattered into fine powder. Within three zhang of Feng Li, it had become a unique domain, a special world, unstained by a single speck of dust.

On the other side, Zhuang Mingju knocked his old pipe against the tea table and let out a cold snort of disdain.

Perhaps this wasn't a bad thing; if such a large number of people were needed for strict defense, it was possible that Li Rourou was also here.

In order to obtain more pasture and maintain the strength of his tribe, even knowing that the Tang Dynasty had mobilized the entire nation's military force to attack, he still sent Ashina Helu with an army of thirty thousand to confront Tuli.

First, he used the webcam in the internet cafe to film his head, which was swollen like a pig's; these were standard pieces of evidence, and he wouldn't waste them.

"Principal, what just happened to me?" Zi Huang began to feign ignorance as soon as he climbed up, knowing the old man was formidable and pretending to be foolish.

"It's too late now. Besides, there's nothing good there. Let's go home," Lu Ye said directly.

Niu Yougui let out a cry of terror. Fortunately, there was no one else in the room; his bodyguards were outside, and without his orders, they would not barge in recklessly.

"I think Zi Huang was probably too busy with my son's affairs to eat, and he couldn't eat comfortably with us old monsters, so he sought out another place. The Wood God will remember this kindness," the Wood God said to the principal.

However, after returning home, he discovered what kind of plague god he had invited into his house to wreak havoc. In less than half a day, the house was a complete mess, a tragic sight beyond description.

After seeing this Feng Shui formation, if he could break it, perhaps he would no longer fear any Feng Shui formation. This Feng Shui formation, which used the heavens and earth as a backdrop, had almost allowed Liang Chen a glimpse into the ultimate essence of the Dao of Feng Shui. It was no wonder this formation required the Long Qi of an imperial dragon vein as its power source; otherwise, how could it be sustained?

Fang Lan said playfully: "Anyway, I don't want you to step into the kitchen ever again, and you don't need to ask."

Gong Gong and Feng Hou led their troops to challenge Chi You before his camp. The commotion was great, with men shouting and horses neighing, and signal cannons firing continuously. Just as they were about to order their men to shout insults, the camp gates suddenly swung open, and Chi You and Ge Erliang led their troops in a charge.

The tall figure gradually became clear. Chen Haoran walked slowly, carrying a large bag of fruit in one hand and some daily necessities in the other.

Zhou Xiuxia couldn't help but hold Hao Zhifen's hand, looking her over carefully, and said sincerely: "Vice President Hao, you are becoming more and more beautiful and talented. Honestly, I always feel that you've been wronged."

Qin Su raised her eyes slightly, looking at Huang Yue, then slowly looked at Song Qian, who was looking at her in confusion. She stared fixedly at Song Qian.

Lin Miaomiao looked toward Lu Xi in confusion, and then she saw that Lu Xi had actually pulled an old almanac out of her bag.

Lin Hao felt a bit indignant, but having helplessly accepted the gift from the other's father, he thought about it and convinced himself.

Ye Che threw away the beauty pine in his hand and looked at his own hands, equally shocked, unable to help but burst into laughter.

The influence of that domestic violence trending topic was still spreading. In the livestream room, almost no one cared whether Song Lang's new song was plagiarized; they just wanted to curse Jiang Wen, wishing they could curse him out of the entertainment industry.

Chen Yu could see that this Principal Sun loved painting. If he could help him fill in the deficiencies in the painting, perhaps things would be easier to handle later.

Getting up to exercise in the courtyard, he happened to run into Yi Zhonghai. Shi Peng explained his idea to Yi Zhonghai, who also felt that the courtyard lacked excitement and that the usual bickering over trifles had made everyone distant, so he agreed to Shi Peng's proposal.

Kobe felt he should tell the Lakers' management that in the future, they should build the team around Su Bei.

The previous operation had long exceeded the usual intensity, and his master had input spiritual power into her in her dreams more than once.

"Damn! This Zhuo Chuchu acts so pure, but she's full of black water inside." Zhong Xiyu put her hands on her hips, as if she couldn't control herself and wanted to go fight Zhuo Chuchu.

Director Lou seemed to have found a kindred spirit. When only he and Shi Peng were left at the table, he was practically incessant, letting Shi Peng see the mindset of a man who, as a wealthy person, did not worry about food and drink but carried the burden for his family and relatives. ===== CHAPTER 171 =====