Chapter 44: Does the Crown Prince Harbor Guilt?

Page (1/3)

Yan Xiyu noticed the injury on Lu Yanchuan's arm and was about to have someone administer emergency treatment, but Lu Yanchuan stopped him with a gesture.

On one hand, he was afraid of bringing a capital offense upon his father; on the other hand, he felt that he was no different from Chu Qingyun—sharing the same illness and pity—and he was unwilling to let her die just like this.

Blue Moon Shadow reached her hand out from the gaps in the prison cart, trying to grab Blue Chuchu by the neck. However, she was blinded by rage and had long forgotten that she was inside a cage; how could she possibly match Blue Chuchu's agility?

When the Golden Core was completely stabilized, cultivators with innate talents could imprint heavenly bestowed secret techniques upon the Golden Core.

Wang Tiezhu regained consciousness, surrounded by a din of joyful cheers. Only, Wang Tiezhu felt as though he had just seen something, and he kept feeling a slight stinging sensation on his lips.

Having finished all these tasks, it was already six-thirty in the evening. Breakfast had been eaten at the bureau, and because of his nap, Zhang San prepared dinner together with lunch.

This auxiliary guard unit, also known as the Black-Clothed Crowd, consisted mostly of acquired-realm martial artists internally, along with a few Qi-condensation immortal cultivators. They were managed daily by personnel dispatched from the Underworld Abyss Guards.

Completely oblivious, Kajio was thrown off rhythm by the sudden action of the Falcon Team, but having no other choice at the moment, he could only lead the Lightning Team in pursuit.

Zhang San had a lingering feeling that if a hundred-meter or thousand-meter race were to take place, he wouldn't be able to outrun him at all.

Nana clutched Qiao Yi's hand, unwilling to let go. These words not only put Qiao Yi in a difficult position but also made several patrol officers look extremely awkward.

In the end, Xiao Xiao did not leave with Zhao Kun, but she did have him take Long Yuqing along.

Right at this moment, boom! The doors of the flying palace opened, and a vicious-looking fellow with a face full of flesh walked out from within.

Making the slightest disturbance in the room, Zhao Kun finally set his mind at ease when Zhao Yonglian showed not the slightest reaction.

Page (1/3)

Page (2/3)

Stepping out of the room, Li Yi turned his head to look at the faint, lingering roar echoing from behind, a sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

A distinctly human-like sigh emanated from the rabbit's mouth, completely different from the squeaking sound a rabbit ought to make.

Of course, what Zhao Kun and the others did not know was that even if Red Wolf had been carrying the token, it wouldn't have mattered. Because this token was made of special materials; let alone Zhao Rui's Annihilation, even an attack by a King-grade master might not necessarily be able to break it.

If the two races could develop in peace, it would not be a bad idea after all. After all, resources on the second floor of the Mirage Tower were somewhat scarce; during times without war, the commoners of both races lived rather difficult lives.

Looking at Division Commander Pang, who was smiling like an old fox, Lin昊 felt frustrated to the point of near madness. It seemed that the spoils from capturing the alien stronghold were destined to be shared.

At this time, Wang Haibin also led five Fuchuan warships, disguised as merchant vessels, and mingled within the fleet, departing Manila Port together with them.

Having said that, without waiting for Du Gou to retort, he directly hitched up the hem of his robe and bolted. That speed showed no resemblance whatsoever to an elderly man.

Seeming to recognize the formidable nature of this thing, the flying dragon hurriedly flapped its wings to whip up a fierce gale, successfully deflecting the sharp earthen swords and spearheads.

Squatting down, Long Xiao hastily used earth-attribute elemental energy to catch the fainting Mo Xuanxi, and then used a sandbag technique to carry him away to a safe area for cover.

"Of course, this is your future brother-in-law. What do you think of him?" Xiao Han said, brimming with vinegar. However, Zhou Hongjun could not detect this jealousy at all, because he had never once imagined that his own wife could have any connection with this rural government punk.

Han Yue gazed solemnly at Lin Yue, sensing that Lin Yue's strength was at least several times that of Mo Yuanshan. And that was merely a guess based on a burst of momentum; Lin Yue's true combat prowess remained entirely unknown to him, causing him to harbor a secret vigilance toward Lin Yue.

"However, if these three hundred thousand troops were to leave the city and the country simultaneously, Xiao Youcheng would inevitably grow suspicious," Nangong Moyun said in a deep voice.

He wasn't worried about these matters; he didn't hold the strength of these people in high regard, and resolving them wouldn't be too difficult. What truly wrung his heart with anxiety was the certainty that certain higher-ups of the Purple Mansion Academy had betrayed the institution, or perhaps they were originally members of the Sky Cloud Sect who had infiltrated the Purple Mansion Academy many years ago and now occupied high positions.

Page (2/3)

Page (3/3)

"President Zhao, are you alright?" He Hong'an's mind was as clear as a mirror. The smugness in his heart felt as though it was about to burst through his chest, yet he kept his composure. He was a man who did not let his emotions show on his face; otherwise, he could not have sat so securely in the bank president's chair for all these years.

Han Yue gazed at the eight Martial Saint realm powerhouses sitting cross-legged in the void above, understanding in his heart. He knew that these people must have been sent by the division leader of the Divine Fire Sect to monitor Yang Qianqian.

Munching on a few pieces, and seeing that Ling Yichen was talking to someone, she shoved the remaining chocolates straight into his arms, snatched the tablet computer off his lap, and started playing again.

"Tianhe, this is Director Ding from the Municipal Committee, who serves the big boss. Brother, this comrade is Jiang Tianhe, the director of our procuratorate's office, and that is An Lei, an intern in the public prosecution division," Chen Dong said as he walked inside.

Suddenly sensing the gaze from the stage fixate upon this direction, Ye Yu felt a pang in his heart and squeezed his way out of the sea of people in three steps two. Yet that gaze, laced with a faint sorrow, still lingered upon him and refused to depart.

With that, she pulled open the window and experimented with firing the machine gun outside. The practiced movements left Yu Han astonished.

As soon as she sat down, Luo Yixuan puffed out her cheeks and looked down at their intertwined hands. Although the contrast wasn't starkly black and white, Luo Yixuan's hands were noticeably fairer than Dongfang Yi's. Seeing her expression, Dongfang Yi shook his head helplessly, immediately letting go of her hand to grant her freedom.

"As long as you didn't lose it. Come on, let's have a toast to our friendship!" The two clinked their glasses lightly and drained the wine in a single gulp.

Old Man Niu, under the lofty pretext of caring for his health, had instilled in him the habit of morning exercises.

Page (3/3)