42 Fishing Village

Just as Lu Zhinian was preparing to confess, he felt his head spin dizzily. Unable to hold on any longer, he collapsed onto the dining table.

The entire Ancient Witch Town was suddenly transformed into a frozen settlement. A thin, membrane-like barrier seemed to envelop the sky above, with witch runes faintly shimmering across its surface.

At first, Yang Hao and the others assumed he just happened to look like Xiao Yu, but upon hearing me confirm that this was the real Xiao Yu, they were filled with shock and disbelief.

When Qu Tianling returned home from work, he spotted a military vehicle with Jin-du license plates parked at the entrance. A single glance at the plates told him that this was no car for an ordinary person to drive.

"He Xiang, if you have the chance, secure this item," Zijun’s voice echoed in He Xiang’s mind, interrupting his thoughts.

"We really don’t have one," Qin Shihai said with an awkward laugh. It was true; they didn't know Old Master Lu, so naturally, following Lu Qingshan's arrangements was the best course of action.

He was deeply worried about Xia Sinian’s safety. He had no idea what method she had used to stall Xia Que, which had bought him so much time. However, Jing Sichen was unwilling to leave, and he feared that such a golden opportunity would not come again.

When Shu Yao learned that the Prince of Qi intended to marry a primary consort, she paced back and forth in her room, frantic with anxiety.

Chong Ai looked surprised. Legends of the pugilistic world claimed that every mistress of the Shuiyue Palace was as beautiful as a flower, yet Auntie Yang’s appearance was so plain and ordinary that it didn't match the rumors at all.

"Big brother, what do you mean by that?" Shi Jingchen’s voice was icy, his ink-black eyes so cold they could almost freeze a person to death.

"You go ahead first; I'll find a car later," Xu Yi said, only to be met with a roll of the eyes from Wang Ning.

Looking at Chu Chao’s sincere and expectant gaze, Messi hesitated. Breaking through his prejudices regarding nationality, he gave a slight nod.

Jiang Zhao did not rush to speak, but instead met Chen Rui’s gaze and looked her up and down.

However, she naturally could not say it directly, as Madam Wang would not only refuse to believe her but would also think she was deliberately targeting Le Yang.

As the crowd around them began to whisper, Zhou Mingyuan’s heart hardened. Just as he intended to expose Wei Yan’s identity as an act of revenge, Jiang Yunfei picked up a pebble and flicked it like a hidden weapon, striking him.

This Lu Yulan had always looked down on the original owner even when she was engaged to Lu Qingbai. She was arrogant and held the original owner in low regard, and now she was even more complicit with Madam Lin.

The object represented a very powerful pantheon of gods, and that pantheon would certainly not allow such a legendary artifact of divine power to fall into the hands of outsiders.

Later on, merchants who could no longer find sources of goods turned their attention to the unclaimed corpses by the roadside. They hired people to fashion them into mummies and sold them at high prices to wealthy, demanding aristocrats.

Had Song Muchen discovered something? Was he planning to find a secluded spot to dispose of her just as he had disposed of her father?

"I'm not going out!" Ruyi picked up a glass from the table and hurled it, shattering it across the floor.

"It’s not that I don’t want you to go; I want you to gather the others and have them head to the atrium. Rather than staying stationed here, it is better to go directly to the atrium," Xiao Bai said.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, while practicing the profound Prajna Paramita, perceived that the five aggregates are all empty and was saved from all suffering and distress. Shariputra, form does not differ from emptiness, emptiness does not differ from form; form is emptiness, emptiness is form; feelings, perceptions, volitions, and consciousness are also like this."

The laughter of the two came to an abrupt halt. Shen Anxin turned her head to see Xiang Liuyun walking toward her with disheveled hair, thinking to herself, *Don't tell me this rogue was woken up by me?*

Those purple eyes carried an incredibly intimidating light—indifferent and ruthless, even more demonic than the demon race itself.

In Room 30, Shang Mei giggled at the remark, her fragrant shoulders shaking incessantly. She never imagined she would fall into a trap.

"I’m going to the back to relieve myself. After being in such a state of high tension, I feel like I have diarrhea... A ninja as powerful as the Second Mizukage puts too much pressure on people," Ren Shilang said, feeling a bit embarrassed.

He had heard this sound twice before. The first time was the night he had just arrived at the Tao residence. When his spirit had left his body to roam the house and investigate whether the family had any abnormalities, he had heard this sound in the distance while observing Chen Sangu and Old Xu drinking wine.

Seeing his grandfather’s brow furrowed, his hawk-like eyes fixed firmly on her with an expression of disappointment, Mu Qianyan knew her grandfather had misunderstood her.

Ying Zheng did not think he could act as a representative at this moment, and now that he knew of his conspiracy, how could he possibly let him do as he pleased?

Maogu Town was very isolated, and the locals were slow to accept new things. They dared to collect branches, manure, water, and rotting meat in places where monsters appeared only because they knew what was there; it was a familiar place.

Thinking of this, Bei Qilong turned around very stiffly and met Yang Jian’s gaze head-on.

It was clear that this person was far from being a qualified Supreme Kai, and a little bit of knowledge in the short term would not change that.

She had met her student’s brother before. She had originally thought he was unremarkable, with very average talents in every aspect—let alone qualifying for special admission to higher institutions, he wouldn't even have met the requirements for an ordinary school.

Ling Yi’s words, "change your identity," echoed in his ears. It seemed Ling Yi was still angry about last night, but what man in this world didn't have a few concubines?