Volume 1, Chapter 39: Perjury

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“I’m the blacksmith on West Market Street. Second Miss Meng has been a regular customer of mine these past few days, and she stayed in my shop from the Hour of the Pig last night onward. You say you saw Second Miss Meng in the courtyard—what time was that?”

Granny Yao was rendered speechless for a moment. She did not know either...

Meng Lan finally forced his way inside. With a grim expression, he called Fu Rong over and demanded, “What time was it last night?”

There was no time now to dwell on why Meng Tingfeng had sneaked out of the residence the night before. More important was to find out exactly what had happened. He had been too careless, forgetting to ask about the time.

Cold sweat trickled down Fu Rong’s forehead. Gritting her teeth, she said, “Around... around the beginning of the Hour of the Rat.”

But the burly man merely laughed. “You may be making it up, but now that I think about it, I remembered wrong too...”

Han Lianyi was left stifled by his words. Why was he always like this? Every time she thought they had grown closer, he would once again put on an air of keeping everyone at arm’s length.

“No. That’s not what I meant. Yin Huai said we’d already eaten, but Cheng Qing hasn’t had a single bite! I was thinking of getting something for Brother Qing too.”

“Let go. You’re gripping my arm so tightly that it hurts!” Xia Qi said. By now, the pain had gradually begun to turn into numbness.

Zheng Jingjing had come here to give Qi Ming and Yin Ying a general account of the situation, so that they could prepare themselves. Not long afterward, a maid came and summoned Zheng Jingjing away.

Ye Shaoxuan carefully observed the changes at the Summit of Nine Fangs, waiting for the best moment to enter. Perhaps Daji would have to determine that moment herself—after all, she was the one who had emerged from the Summit of Nine Fangs.

He had barely eaten any porridge, and on top of that, he had hardly eaten anything for the past two days. There was scarcely anything left in his stomach to vomit.

“But you shouldn’t have used even Sister against me. You hurt her, too.” That angelic face appeared once more.

The city lords who had originally been watching the Battle of a Thousand Cities from nearby now caught the heavy stench of corpses. One after another, they chose to leave, afraid that they would be the ones lying among the dead the very next moment.

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Because she was already bound to him by fate, because she had appeared before him in this manner, all other suppositions had become utterly meaningless.

By the time a pale sliver of dawn appeared on the horizon, Qi Ming no longer knew how many punches he had thrown. His right arm was swollen to nearly twice its size, and faint traces of blood seeped from it.

After those words, the entire Taoist temple and Lin Hui slowly faded away. When everything had finally vanished, Lin Hui, seated on the meditation mat, slowly opened his eyes. Purple Fortune on his shoulder seemed rather excited, but under the might of the Immortal, it did not dare leave Lin Hui’s side for even a moment and could only hide behind him.

“What a smooth talker!” Qian Xue Musu covered her face with her broad sleeve. Her beautiful eyes darted away, and her cheeks flushed like flowers, making her look utterly enchanting.

This was Jian Xing’er’s clan. Liu Wuxie had ten thousand reasons to kill someone, yet he had to endure them all.

Li Cha’s task was to use this period to grow stronger—at the very least, strong enough to withstand the danger of being spied upon by the Torchbearer.

“The sky is so blue!” Zhang Xiaowu gazed upward, and his mood instead settled into calm. Perhaps because he had already died once, his attitude toward death was so composed that it was almost unbelievable.

Gu Yong, I will kill him. I will make that ruthless military strategist understand the pain of losing the person he loves most.

Ye Shiyi nodded. He had not realized that the Ksitigarbha King had meant “attain enlightenment”; he thought the phrase meant “obtain.”

When he heard that Fanya had been captured by the Taiyi Sect, a terrifying killing intent spread rapidly outward from Liu Wuxie.

Although Su Hang knew perfectly well that Liu Jianxing had guessed correctly, he still refused to admit it openly. So long as he did not acknowledge it, no matter how certain Liu Jianxing was, it remained nothing more than speculation.

Apart from the opening at the first fork, through which the lush forest outside could be seen clearly, the other two passages were shrouded in blur.

“You’re on the list of irrelevant people too.” Luo Wusheng calmly admired Jin Lan’s secret delight for several dozen seconds before mercilessly announcing her “death sentence.”

“Boom!”

The house’s supporting pillar was smashed apart. Suddenly, as though unable to bear the weight, the house began to sway.

The name of Black-Bodied Yama Su Mu had become even more dazzling under the pursuit of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Blood Devouring Order. No one failed to know it.

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At the same time, Ling’er conjured more than ten balls of light, illuminating this place and everything within several hundred meters as brightly as daylight. Only then could they fight to their fullest advantage.

Li Dahai did not hesitate. She kicked off her high heels and spun violently in place. Then, with her steps stumbling and her body lurching from side to side, she finally fell precisely onto Lin Dong.

Hearing Nie Li’s words, Wuyazi froze for a moment before hurriedly gathering his thoughts. These thunderous beasts were merely phantoms?

The surrounding mountains and trees were all components of the Thousand Illusions Bewitching Formation. Entering it would certainly not be easy.

After receiving Tom’s reply, Hendry felt utterly helpless. With his own resources, filming such a television production was nothing short of a pipe dream. In the end, he had no choice but to lower his expectations and ask Zhao Minsheng to design a script for the show. Faced with such a request, Zhao Minsheng could not bear to refuse again and reluctantly agreed.

With more than twenty cultivators at the Ninth Heaven Realm, together with two cultivators who had reached the Half-Step Transcendent Realm, even Su Mu—whose physical body was currently cut off from its source of nourishment—did not dare to be overconfident.

A terrifying killing aura filled Nie Li’s eyes as he calmly stared at the enormous black heart suspended in the void.

“As expected of one of the three great sacred lands. Its astonishing collection is truly breathtaking,” Lin Feng marveled inwardly.

By now, he had practically finished leading the way. If the other party was dissatisfied and attacked him, he could only resign himself to his fate. Surely he could not take this young man to Mo Jie and tell him that everything he wanted was in Mo Jie’s hands?

After that, the original owner never saw Zhao the Scoundrel again. She only heard that he had moved to the town and even married there.

Yet the scene before her filled her with excitement. The evening’s festivities were especially lively, and the household had been adorned with bright red decorations. Though she was already grown, Madam Liu and Granny Liu had even made her new clothes.

Seeing this, I could not help sighing. Tang Kaiyu was far too domineering. But then again, it was hardly unreasonable for food once eaten by the emperor not to be shared with commoners. It was merely a pity that the fans of this particular brand had been wiped out because of me. I deeply regretted it.

“How do you know?”

The man grew wary. He no longer continued provoking them, but instead began carefully examining Han Dongzhuo and Jiang Bingru’s attire, one hand repeatedly stroking the sparse goatee on his chin.

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