Chapter 960: Civil War of the Demonic Sect

"Tell me, where did you find it? I may spare your lives at my discretion."

Sect Master Yang said in a measured tone. He had gone to great lengths to obtain intelligence that someone near Muxue City had acquired a legacy suspected to be that of Leng Leng Ningxiang, and his own left arm was surely among her burial goods.

As long as he knew where Leng Leng Ningxiang was buried, he could find his left arm.

But he had never been able to find it.

The Nine Nether Sect and the Radiant Sun Sect arrived at the Far North.

Education has its own particularities; it should not be run as a government agency, nor should it be run as an economic entity.

The Black Bear Spirit was left disheartened and muddled by these words, no longer knowing how to dodge. He was struck on the crown of his head by the Universe Ruler, smashing his massive skull into a pulp, and he died without knowing why.

The gloomy sky offered no response, only endless darkness that seemed to press in on Zhuang Yu. Zhuang Yu flicked his hand, revealing a massive weapon—the Thunder Fire Halberd. The Thunder Fire Halberd appeared exceptionally conspicuous in the dark sky. With a wave of his hand, he struck with the halberd, and the clouds vanished and the smoke dispersed.

Before they knew it, the quinquennial Zijing Fashion Exhibition had finally arrived. Yin Xiran had been working day and night to prepare for this exhibition, and in the end, her work, along with Corrine's, was selected as the representative of Ka'angsi to enter the exhibition.

At noon, Zhao Hui and Li Ru went to hand in their math homework. When leaving the office, Zhao Hui saw Li Qi Zhenguo playing basketball. She went upstairs and stood on the balcony watching the students of Class Five play basketball.

"Who are you..." Closing the private room door and shutting the questioning voices inside behind them, Xiao Han and Hai Yan passed through the connection between two train carriages, missed a few smokers hiding there, and found their seats.

"Hu Ying Tian?" Great Qian Dingyang was stunned for a moment, pondered for a while, and did not continue to ask.

"Jingcheng Northern University, same as you, graduated last year." Zhao Zhengce started the jeep very skillfully with a smile and drove it steadily out of the school. Seeing Zhao Zhengce's skillful movements, Zhao Wancheng's hanging heart finally settled, feeling that he could see through his second son less and less.

On the white robe, there was a faint white light overflowing, constantly emitting a slight white glow. Under the midday sun, this white light was not very obvious, but it was enough for Fang Wudi to see the light-element-like white flames that seemed to be dancing on the robe.

"I, Su Su Qingcheng, never lie. If you don't believe me, take a look, come, come..." Su Su Qingcheng pulled me up and pushed me in front of the mirror.

"That may be so, but without experiencing the wind and rain, how can one see the beautiful rainbow after the rain?" Chu Feng turned his head back and said with a gentle smile.

Zheng Quan knew that his loyalty could only be tested by time, so he didn't say much, got up and followed behind Wu Dao, as if he were prepared to block all harm for Wu Dao at any time.

However, his way of being a minister made Wei Ziye even more suspicious; first killing to silence, then remaining silent, completely looking like he knew everything.

Except for Niaomao, the other three all lowered their heads and said nothing. Because the three of them actually didn't know that Niaomao had sent a text message to Brother Liang, let alone know the content of the message. Now that it was brought up, they naturally couldn't get a word in.

The tall man was clearly prepared. Throughout the entire conversation, he had taken in Tang Shan's performance, so in his view, this weak denial from Tang Shan was more like an admission.

"Really? Are you telling the truth?" The Fox King was truly excited. If there really was a Nine-Tailed Fox, he would just honor her as his king and take good care of her.

Seeing him like this, Bai Liuli didn't think he was joking at all and hurriedly persuaded him to stop. She didn't doubt for a second that he would drag her up the mountain tomorrow.

Suddenly saying such a thing was not Eunuch Ding's style. There must be a reason for everything; there must be something going on.