Chapter 115: 113, The Miao Woman's Corpse (2/2)

113, The Miao Woman's Corpse (2/2)

On the road, he opened his phone; WeChat had several messages from Tang Qi, all expressing how much she missed him. He called Tang Qi's mobile, told her he would arrive shortly, and hung up only after hearing her delight.

With the new Zhang Sect taking office, all cultivators present offered congratulations; whether due to the current Lin Chuan's intimidation or the present strength of the Heavenly Profound Dao Sect, none dared to offend them lightly.

Hearing his question, Julian laughed heartily; Toby also managed a rare twitch of his mouth, his smile uglier than a cry.

Withered Tree was somewhat puzzled by these words, yet still praised Lin Chuan's magnanimity, to the point that Lin Chuan himself could no longer bear it, his face turning slightly red, and he wanted to part ways midway; otherwise, he would truly be left with nowhere to hide from shame.

Moreover, as long as the Soul Pearl remains, the foundation of his cultivation has not been shaken, and it will not greatly affect his future cultivation.

It was only a brief exchange between the two, yet the great powers around them each changed expression drastically; not only was the Heaven and Earth Seal completely shattered, but the two's strength had far surpassed theirs; they admitted they lacked the power to withstand even a few moves.

It is not that poor spiritual roots guarantee poor cultivation, but rather that the resources consumed would be greater; it is more cost-effective to focus on cultivating one or two disciples with single or dual spiritual roots. Sects never do charity; in this regard, they lack a certain human touch.

Hua Qingyan glanced at the sky; it was already deep night. Though she did not know what Hu Qing still wished to say to her, Hua Qingyan obediently sat opposite Hu Qing and waited quietly for him to speak.

Just as the First Lady reached this point, someone suddenly shouted loudly and walked in from outside.

"Enough, stop talking; the past is long gone." Lin Feng interrupted Yuan Lili's words.

Even if not, if word spreads on the roads that everyone is hunting the Poisoned Arrow, combined with Huang Ting's sweep operation, the Poisoned Arrow will be like a rat crossing the street with nowhere to hide, panicked and disoriented. That will make mistakes more likely; once I discover her whereabouts, I can eliminate her more effectively.

"My mother just asked me if I had clearly seen that person's ID card just now, and whether there would be any problems. I was momentarily blinded by greed and actually said there probably wouldn't be any problems. It had a steel seal and a red official stamp; how could there possibly be any problems?"

Sitting opposite was a man in his forties; this man looked extremely shrewd and capable. He was one of Cao Dongliang's trusted assistants, holding the title of Vice General Manager in the company.

Ignoring the chaos in the ward, Ye Sanshao strode out decisively, wasting time; he had originally thought there might be a sliver of hope.

Swish, swish... The white-robed elder merely waved his hand lightly; vast sword qi surged and billowed, rolling forward to crush ahead.

The one being ordered, Ze, smiled warmly, cooperatively stepped out, and even considerately closed the door; yet as he turned, he stumbled underfoot. Mo Mo stiffened her expression, fell back onto the bed, rolled over, buried her face in the pillow, and gradually sobs emerged; her body began to tremble and shake.

Li Xiangnan walked ahead, then turned back to look at us; her body shook unsteadily as she gazed at the forest, fear showing on her face.

Ye Shao grew furious, holding a gun, and leaped recklessly from behind the rock, charging toward the spot where the scope's glint had just flashed; however, it was already too late.

Although Wu Ming was the leader of the Sky Tiger Gang, he was not truly a man of the Jianghu; sometimes he lacked propriety in speech. After saying this sentence, which carried a hint of mockery, Sun Erniang quickly kicked Wu Ming under the table, and only then did Wu Ming realize his mistake.

As he spoke these words, Liu Qing's eyes immediately sparkled, making him look like a completely different person from his usual polite demeanor.

Just after finishing a call with Meng Furong, her husband Zhang Jiaze's call came in. Song Yazhu, already in a rage, saw the caller ID and her anger flared even more.

"No wonder their bodies are filled with magma; it seems they must have eaten too much dragon meat, and after years of evolution, they became this way!!!" Kong Lao mused and agreed.

Yet it was so real, because he knew clearly in his heart that he had truly come very close to never being able to possess Wu Ling again; the moment she was pushed into the operating room, that heart-wrenching pain was something he could never forget in his life.

"Sister Liunian, my father was truly killed by Shengshi; why don't you believe me?" Huang Shanshan suddenly asked excitedly.

In less than a few minutes, the two were shivering; with the customer service staff's help, they entered the room. Do not think that Qiancang City, a seaside tourist city, has warm nights; the cold wind blowing from the sea surface at night is very cold indeed.

The current Prince Wei had long lost the spirit he possessed half a month ago; however, upon seeing Shi Yao, he still straightened his back, his gaze sharp as a torch.

Therefore, when the Japanese-style sliding door made a slight sound, Ling Jiajia thought Ling Xu had gone out and did not open her eyes.

Lin Xiao, a grown man, actually possessed such excellent cooking skills; this made the two of them regard him with increased respect.

"Very well, I will go right away. I hope Zhou Hao and Du Ruo can stay; then in the future I won't have to run errands for you." After Zijin finished speaking, she vanished without a trace.

"About ten bottles, less than half!" The adventurer actually lied about the number; he knew the money in his hand could buy at most eight bottles.

After roughly ten minutes, Lu Yanying returned; he was soaked through, water dripping from the tips of his hair.

Gong Ye Chen and Nangong Xiayan followed the sun forward; where the sunlight disappeared was the location of the Ghost Market altar.

"It seems... what you said does make some sense." Ye Siyou, seeing Zeng Wei speak with such conviction, decided to believe him this once.

The station director was a good friend of her father; even if one disregards the monk's face, one must respect the Buddha's face; he would not dismiss her without cause.

After thinking it over, Bai Wushuang still did not know why; she could only shake her head helplessly and begin clearing the table.

Several black-clad men shouted angrily, their bodies surging with primal energy; a torrent of true essence rushed toward Lin Fan to strike.