Chapter 664: Back at the Company, Working a Little Overtime

Back at the company, working a little overtime.

Yang Yi took a few deep breaths, cursed himself viciously in his heart, and carried Li Wu Qinglong in his arms, striding briskly toward her bedroom.

If negotiations were conducted via phone or video, there would undoubtedly be little risk. But having Jin Shengzhe enter the Investigation Department headquarters personally changed everything; no one knew whether the Cleaners had set an ambush beforehand, with the negotiation being a ruse and the detention of personnel the true intent.

Seeing this domineering mechanism slaughtering his own subordinates, Ruan Yu could no longer remain calm and immediately prepared to go destroy it, but Blood Scholar Gongya Tuo would not give her that chance, launching a direct charge and throwing a punch. Ruan Yu naturally detected it, hooked her arm, and used the muscles of her upper forearm to hard-block Gongya Tuo's fist.

The messenger in the army informed Mo Yunhai and Tongtong that a Taoist priest outside the tent requested an audience, claiming to be the Linjiang Wine Immortal.

The Azure Dragon King felt nervous inside; he could not fathom the Azure Dragon Emperor's thoughts. If the Azure Dragon Emperor attacked and killed Qin Yang, he would be powerless to stop it.

It was just a pity that the Luo family, which originally seemed to have boundless bright prospects, had, due to Wu Hetai's momentary lapse in judgment, personally brought about thirteen years of tragedy for the Luo family.

Just like a person stepping on an ant while traveling, with not a shred of killing intent, not a bit of care, even unaware that he had crushed a life; and this, this is true strength.

The sound drew near from afar; by the time the short poem was recited, a young cultivator floated down lightly to a spot not far before Lin Yue. Lin Yue naturally recognized the newcomer. It was Dao Yunqing, the third disciple of Huo Yunxia.

As soon as this person finished speaking, Ling Xinghan showed a look of flattery and was just about to open his mouth when suddenly a round of applause came from the doorway, followed by a clear, indifferent voice.

So, a few days later, when Liu Yuewu and Liu Huanzhen saw Li Daoran, he was attempting new aerial combat techniques based on the memories within the Saint Mark Stone's space.

Even source crystals whose energy has been completely absorbed can serve as carriers; it's just unknown whether, without that equipment, source power can be injected directly into them.

The two did not leave the courtyard, nor did they wake Qiao'er; they simply sat at the door of the room. Yuan Xia sat beside Wei Zheng, obediently leaning against his shoulder.

Yu Fei threw his mobile phone onto the sofa. As for who he had offended, he truly did not know; after all, although he was not the most powerful existence in Hua Lan, he was still one of the top few.

Now, he could only hurry to settle his own affairs first, and then attend to other matters.

Wei Zheng maintained his stunned posture for a long while, unable to come to his senses; he wondered how she had come up with those words.

Thinking of this, he could not help but admire himself; as the eldest senior brother of the Spirit Beast Sect, he was already capable of standing on his own.

And the subsequent events, I suppose you already know! After this incident occurred, the entire imperial court and the entire western Luzhou Province were greatly shocked! My late father and Mr. both told me not to explain myself; explanation is merely an excuse. Without sufficient evidence, how could I prove my innocence?

The meaning in his words was too obvious; he wanted to make a grand public announcement that this matter was absolutely true. Only in this way would the people believe it.

When the Left Heavenly Bat on Ling Li's left hand manifested, the Ghost-Faced Yin Demon, as if seeing something that terrified him greatly, suddenly let out a piercing shriek from his mouth, involuntarily abandoned his attack on Ling Li, shrank his body backward, and seemed instinctively to want to hide within the main trunk of the Blood Vine Tree Demon.

Hopefully, once this is resolved, these people will finally learn a lesson; otherwise, there will be another pile of troublesome matters.

Because killing intent must be cultivated through slaughter; for example, most pig butchers in the marketplace are quite fierce. Actually, they are not inherently so fierce, but because they have slaughtered so much and been stained by malevolent qi, they give people the illusion of being ferocious demons.

However, what greatly surprised people was that inside the palm-shaped pit, there was actually no one, only some blood-stained fragments of wood scattered within the giant palm pit.

At this moment, the devils were indulging in the enjoyment of the delicacies, each one lost in ecstasy, already in a state of self-forgetfulness.

At this time, the devils had not concealed themselves, completely exposed beneath the barrels of the Eighth Route Army's guns; a volley of gunfire rang out, and the devils fell one after another.

"Let go of me, let go of me." Leng Xin was still struggling, but Hetong still pulled her over.

At the moment the light spiritual qi struck him, seeing his own image clearly reflected in the beautiful eyes of the Ghost Butterfly, a trace of satisfaction swept across the corner of his mouth.

Kawashima Yoshiko was no ordinary person; her ability to handle emergencies was not ordinary either. The possibility that she did not die was also very great.

Tree Venerable saw clearly that Yao Xin was in a dead-fish state, but the most important thing now was to reveal the result.

She turned over, presenting her back to his chest, shifted slightly toward the edge of the bed, expressing her intense dissatisfaction at that moment.

Suddenly, a loud shout drifted over from very, very far ahead. That voice... was Mu Chen's.

"Very well, this palace has noted it; rewards will be distributed according to merit afterward." Li Chengqian let out a bitter smile; originally, everything had been foreseen by Li Er.

"Don't you know to thank Uncle Jiang?" Li Weiguo patted his son's head and reminded him from the side.

The Yang family itself was engaged in food-related industries, so purchasing rice seeds once the source was known should not be a problem.

His father was a somewhat obese middle-aged man, dressed in a suit and leather shoes; after a few steps, his forehead was covered in beads of sweat.

Tourism at Baiyun Mountain had failed to develop for a long time. Later, many families moved to the new immigrant village beside the national highway. Those still remaining in the village were either elderly people or families in poverty with sick members. Therefore, the village was empty and desolate, with many old houses left vacant.

"It is said to have been caused by a poem written by Crown Prince Li Chengqian," said Chai Lingwu, the Imperial Son-in-law Commandant.

When my mother was caught in the act of adultery, she did not deny it. At that time, my mother probably did not know it was a scheme by the Han family; she thought it was done by her own natal family, which is why she was heartbroken and did not attempt to prove her innocence, leaving it to the late emperor to dispose of her.

Not only Jiang Xu, but Bai Jing also wagered her life, betting on that one opportunity to break through to Class C.

After several days of ritual refinement, the pure light of the sword qi bearing his true name had discarded the dross and retained the essence, becoming more substantial. When flown into the air, it could emit a brilliance of ten thousand zhang, having reached the final step of internal refinement: nurturing the qi.

Mu Zichen walked over toward Zhou Hongli, squatted down, and reached out his hand to tear at Zhou Hongli's clothes.

Zhang Su recalled for a moment before saying that indeed, more than eighty li west of the city of Sanjiang City, there was a mass grave.