Volume One, Chapter 31: Old Man, Your Little Star Is Already Dead

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I froze.

Wasn’t I dead? How had I been let in?

I stared at Fu Hanzhou in astonishment.

When he heard that I was about to appear, the dull light in his eyes suddenly brightened, and he turned toward the door.

The door opened, and a woman wearing a black hood was brought inside.

Her hands were bound with black tape, and she was shoved into the VIP room as she struggled.

“Zhou Chang, stop blaming me. The medicine I had came from the people in the secret chamber in our rear courtyard. They’re all your accomplices. If you dare abandon me, then we can both go down together. If anything happens to me, you, a remnant of the former dynasty, won’t get off lightly either.”

For only an instant, Long Linfei’s smile vanished. Could this young master have turned into a pervert? Why would I have such thoughts?

Gu Linger tried to break free of Long Linfei’s arm, but not only did she fail, he gripped her even more tightly.

Ling Yan said nothing. She struck Yuan Xu in the chest with a backhanded palm. Yuan Xu staggered backward, and the dagger was abruptly pulled free, scattering a sky full of blood droplets.

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“Even if Ji’er despises you to the utmost, you must still remain by his side.” Madam Zhou questioned Yuan Fangfei word by word, staring at her without blinking.

Now that the Xu Shan she disliked had come looking for her, it was easy to imagine what expression she would show.

The Ant Queen was somewhat dumbfounded as well. She stood there blankly, unresponsive, but the three of them could feel her staring fixedly at this suddenly appearing “relative.”

It gave her the urge to rush out the door, knock Jun Bile unconscious, drag him inside, and punish him on the spot.

“Sect Leader Jian! Is this true?” Tian Yue did not answer. Instead, he looked at Jian Wuyou.

When Ao Yu released her, Long Jiu immediately blushed and ran back to the car. Without looking back, she drove away, no longer saying anything about eliminating Ao Yu.

A scream rang out through the valley. Hong Hu turned his head toward Wushang with a pained expression, but hidden in his eyes was viciousness concealed with great care.

As every member of the Zhu family released their aura, it overwhelmed that of the violet-robed middle-aged man.

The sinister wind sweeping in from the corridor made Li Muyü shudder. His body seemed to stiffen because of it. Although he could not see what was in the wind or the corridor, he knew simply by imagining it: they had arrived.

These were the three great prodigies of the Heavenly Realm’s sword path, three young, peerless powerhouses hailed as geniuses rarely seen in ten thousand years, each possessing the potential to become a Sword God.

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Now that the old and new factory directors were handing over their duties, if anything truly happened, Du Jian would naturally bear the greatest responsibility.

The Lei family had guarded Thunder Fortress for over a thousand years, turning the surrounding area into an impregnable stronghold, solid as steel. Not only could the barbarians of the Southern Border never break through, even the Great Yu Kingdom had no chance of successfully moving against the Lei family.

This was the Demon Hall’s most important ground. How could it possess so little strength? As the two fiends fell, wave after wave of black shadows charged toward Zhao Kang and surrounded him.

However, after they captured and subdued the werewolf, the “Werewolf Creation Alliance” discovered the most troublesome part of the problem: werewolves. They transformed into extraordinarily powerful monsters only on nights of the full moon. At other times, they were merely ordinary people.

Feng Qin fell silent, staring at Li Yuchun for a long time without speaking, as if she wanted to see through this master who had once been by her side day and night. Yet the longer she looked, the more she felt that he was still hiding many things from her.

Zhou Jiale rolled her eyes at Sun Shaofeng. It would have been fine if no one mentioned that Big Yellow had died, but whenever someone brought it up, she always felt strangely unsettled.

They had spent the entire night browsing the university’s internal forum. They had seen quite a few posts, and many people wanted to cause trouble for Li Qingyuan.

“Master, is Brother Zhen the person we’ve been waiting for?” Zhou Ziyan helped Miaowu install the crystal cores, eagerly hoping for Miaowu’s confirmation.

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