Chapter 127: Soul Possession

The severed, blood-soaked head remained motionless, as if it were about to merge with me the very next second.

I steadied my nerves, determined to get to the bottom of this.

If this head belonged to Qin Yunhao, I would likely be scared out of my wits.

Qin Yunhao had been talking to me just a moment ago; the thought of him becoming a corpse in the blink of an eye was truly terrifying.

I had distinctly smelled something burning... and there was a very strange sensation, one that had been with me since the council meeting began—it was...

"Damn it, you still dare to call for help? You’re really something, aren't you?" The bald man punched Zhou Dayong in the chest, sending him stumbling to the ground. He then ignored him and turned to walk toward Liang Jiajia.

"There's nothing here." Liang Cheng returned to Zhao Youming's side. Zhao Youming had already brought two blankets out from the tent and spread them out by the campfire.

Jing Yuanwu said nothing more. Xia Yuxi had once liked Gu Mocheng, but Gu Mocheng had never reciprocated, even though everyone had assumed they would eventually end up together.

Yuan Hao cast a glance at the four of them, his face filled with indignation, and strode toward the courtyard—his own residence.

If they broke through the siege now, Donghai Prefecture would essentially be handed over to the Zhong State. Yet, if they didn't, remaining holed up in Tan County was hardly a viable strategy.

I had thought that by waiting for a "Mystic Man," I might still have a chance to escape, but I never expected them to say the "Mystic Man" had been found long ago, and that I was the one they had been waiting for.

Watching Qu Yi across the field, Gao Shun’s eyes grew solemn. He took a deep breath, raised his shield with one hand, and channeled the power of heaven and earth. A barrier of light instantly manifested, enveloping the Trap-Breaking Battalion. As the rain of arrows descended, the black-gold shield flickered, yet it ultimately held firm.

After a long while, Chu Pingqiu pulled Liang Cheng up from the ground, scanned the surroundings vigilantly, and walked toward the man lying beneath an ancient tree not far away.

Seeing that Cao Cao had not killed him, Wang Kuang’s expression softened, and he swallowed back the curses he had prepared to unleash.

As she spoke, she seemed to recall certain things, her eyes filled with boundless dread.

Du Rulin looked at President Yang, who appeared so impeccably dressed and heroic, and wondered if he had perhaps had too much to drink when he said such things.

In many circles, similar arrangements have to be discussed in a roundabout way; otherwise, it is seen as a lack of respect for the leadership.

By confining all reactions before the public and fans to the identity of a "celebrity," Luo Rugui could operate independently of the backstage staff, offering fans the most authentic feedback, just like a real person.

Mr. Shan had used the pretext of smoothing over relations in the United States to defraud the Leiyun Group of nearly two billion in funds over several installments, after which he vanished without a trace.

Seeing Wei Lin turn away and stop watching them constantly, Geng Xingshuang breathed a slight sigh of relief, and Zhu Yan’s expression eased as well.

They were exhausted and covered in wounds; Li Jianghe and Jiang Suzhen were heartbroken, crouching beside them with tears in their eyes.

Kyle didn't feel anything particularly special, but since this was his first time seeing Hogwarts under the cover of night, he couldn't help but look around with curiosity.

After returning to the capital, Ye Lie began to take an interest in government affairs again, and he was surprised to find that during his absence, White Bird and Black Tiger had managed everything in perfect order.

But under the current circumstances, saying such a thing would be detrimental to the company. It would give the company's artists the impression that they could terminate their contracts at any time.

"Greetings, Brother Yang!" The male cultivator bowed to Yang Nan with great courtesy. Yet, no matter how polite he appeared, Yang Nan caught the hidden jealousy and murderous intent in his eyes. Yang Nan had no patience for pleasantries with someone who harbored such malice toward him, so he simply ignored him.