Chapter 164: 162, Personality Dissociation (1/1)

162, Personality Dissociation (1/1)

"Lord Lin is truly not an ordinary person." Xi Ling Ning smiled, then lifted the cup before her and took a sip of tea.

These people are more arrogant than the next, simply disregarding the Emperor's grace and not taking the Son of Heaven seriously. By his judgment, every single one of them could be dragged off for beheading, yet he has no way to punish them. Just looking at their expressions makes him feel suffocated.

"Live broadcast?" Ye Jingheng reached out and lifted her chin; he hadn't expected her to dare bring up the matter of the live broadcast to him.

That man was clearly already intimidated by Yu Nian. Hearing Yu Nian speak thus, he immediately kowtowed to thank him for the grace.

Lin Hao dared not rashly invade Chu Lan's body with his own spiritual power. After all, his consciousness was still present, and there was no guarantee of absolutely no resistance. Moreover, Chu Lan's realm was a layer higher than Lin Hao's; if he suffered a backlash, Lin Hao's own safety would be completely unguaranteed.

At this moment, Liao Xi, clad in armor and holding the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Spear, walked up to the city wall and looked over coldly. Although he did not know the two, the two knew Liao Xi.

In an instant, the power of heaven and earth converged toward Chi You. Among them, vaguely visible, seemed to be some human figures, appearing to be Luo Cheng, Xiang Yu, and others within.

His ears had been cut off, both eyes gouged out, and a gurgling sound came from his throat, making it impossible to speak a complete sentence. Iron chains as thick as a wrist bound his ankles, making him look like a hideous animal.

When he saw the Nine-Layered Treasure Casket, he was indeed shocked, but his doubt upon seeing that the Bone-Healing Nail was missing was feigned. There were only two possibilities: the first was that the Bone-Healing Nail had already gone missing ten years ago when he obtained the Nine-Layered Treasure Casket.

I remember my mother once told me that at my birthday party, someone started by praising how fair my skin was, and then a huge circle of people gathered to say my double eyelids looked beautiful, that I had the face of a naturally wealthy wife, and that I would surely be a great beauty in the future.

But he never expected the Tian Shou Emperor's mind to be so meticulous that he could discover this letter had been opened. With matters having reached this point, he could only speak the truth, hoping the Emperor would reconsider his punishment in light of the letter's contents.

Fan Wan led the three down the mountain. Along the way, they encountered no snakes, insects, or poisonous ants, nor did they meet anyone. The fog grew thinner and thinner, and the three finally reached the foot of the mountain.

He could only silently extend his hand, pressing it flat against the rough wooden wall and gently stroking it, as if gently rubbing Asuka's hair.

However, this time the Divine Martial Sect must also get involved. How could the demon clan's competition be without them? They are the true demon hunters, the demon controllers.

However, Tian Sheng naturally refused to give up just like that. He did not answer Jing Ruoyun's question but instead desperately recalled in his mind all the characteristics of various pills and methods for treating various injuries that his master had taught him over the years.

Ou Yunfei's eyes shot out fierce light. His hand reached for his back, where he hid the cleaver upon which his fame rested; as a swordsman, the blade never left his person.

Dan Xin almost stumbled to her knees, collapsing onto the ground, unable to rise again. Two lines of clear tears gradually flowed from her eyes, but she did not know what she was crying for, nor for whom.

"Look at them; their food is quite good, much better than the meals in our bureau's cafeteria," Ye Wentian couldn't help but say.

Hearing his brother say this, he actually felt a bit embarrassed, thinking perhaps he should make it up to this poor shut-in.

Seeing the same emotion in each other's eyes, the grandfather and grandson, in tacit understanding, said nothing and silently walked into the Grand Tutor's residence.

Lu Yunfei did not interject; this was a matter between two old men. He would not speak up, as this was the most basic respect for his master.

Setting aside whether Ye Xuanhuan could achieve it, the fact is that Ye Xuanhuan currently does not know that this matter was done by the bald guy.

At this time, whether opening up a new world on the path of advancement or attaching oneself to a great power, the existing strength of the Witch Clan needed to be concentrated; otherwise, the result would be contrary to one's wishes.

Jiang Nan gently took Xue Muqing's hands with both of his own, letting her seriously examine the lines on her palms to see how they differed.

Therefore, the many sacrificial offerings that went ahead must have already fallen into the abyss. Perhaps their final consciousness was also manipulated, dragging their broken bodies to make a final pathfinding leap into it.

What Shagen did not know was that when the wheel of fate turns, opportunities will follow; the impossible can become possible. Under the so-called fate, everything is possible.

"Brother, what are you staring off into space about? Come, sister will take you to eat something delicious." Long'er immediately grabbed Chu Tianze's hand.

They drove very slowly along the way. Luo Fang was not in a hurry; he looked out the car window as if pondering something.

"Ahem, just some family matters. Let's continue talking about ghost catching," Ye Xiaofeng said, looking toward that room.

Sometimes, Ye Jiaqi would help him grab red envelopes. Qiao Sinian was too slow to grab any, but whenever Qiao Sinian did grab one, everyone would say it was surely the sister-in-law who grabbed it.

Fortunately, there was a good hotel near the bar, a five-minute drive away. The boss stopped the car directly.

It is indeed damn annoying. Old Zhuo doesn't like this Wang Rui either, but who can blame him when the agent and the boss are so powerful?

But he knew the president would absolutely not agree, and Song Xincheng would not agree either. If he went out, it would bring disaster to the Sam Luen Association, the White Tiger Hall, and the Green Dragon Gang.

He brought twenty people this time. Now, only the three of them remain; the rest, mostly, died on the bridge.

Fearless of heaven and earth, the father and son trio who stand below one man and above ten thousand—probably only their mother can speak to them like that.

"I'll go buy you some water; wait for me here first." Yi Jing hurriedly ran off. The cinema was full of drinks, so she had to go around to get a cup of lemon water nearby, pure lemon with no other ingredients, while she got herself a cup of Pepsi.