Chapter 51: There Is No One I Cannot Kill

Chen Yang was by no means a benevolent man; even if it was a little girl, he would show no mercy. After killing her, he glanced out the window and sneered, “You lot, there’s no need to hide. Come out at once and let me crush you!”

Moments later, three men dressed in black burst through the window. All three were men, their martial skills formidable—at the very least, each was at the Innate Realm.

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Fortunately, Zhao Yanan was truly angry, and Tao Bing was genuinely aggrieved; the emotions displayed by both were convincing.

Suddenly, a wave of loneliness enveloped Axu. In the darkness, he walked on alone; there was only himself.

But these goods were scattered throughout the forest, rare and without exception, difficult to obtain. Many times, he risked his life only to return empty-handed.

As for her mother, Zhu Xixi had almost no memories left. She was only six at the time; all that remained were shards of glass flying through the air, blood covering the floor, and nights filled with terror.

Sitting in the chair, Zhu Xixi closed her eyes again, adjusting her breathing. From her wound came a cooling sensation.

“What do you mean your clothes? These are mine, I just bought them!” Her third aunt’s voice was deafening, as if volume alone proved her right.

Du Yue’er smiled, pulled a car key from her LV bag, and pressed it. The taillights of a nearby BMW X6 flashed in response.

When Shen Yuanjing stepped out, he caught a glimpse of Yu Shisheng from the corner of his eye, then his gaze fell upon the person in Yu Shisheng’s arms.

Before long, Qi Feiyang and Yang Bishan returned. Qi Feiyang was carrying a fish weighing over thirty pounds, while Yang Bishan had a lobster and several crabs in hand. Su Zhixuan and Feng Xiuying hurried to the kitchen to help.

Lu Yao did not feel pleased; instead, she was troubled by the old madam’s condition. The poison belonged to the Ghost Gate Sect, and she didn’t even know the formula. Even the miraculous Rejuvenation Pill was useless. What was she to do?

How could Chu Hong not understand? With Marquis Sui’an’s fall, the balance at court would shift, the winds favoring the General’s residence. It would be impossible for people not to suspect them, especially since the General’s residence was indeed involved in the marquis’s downfall.

Past memories of learning their craft together crept quietly into their hearts—they were unwilling to believe this was reality.

How strange! The Taoists in Yong’an Temple claimed the courtyard sealed away a demon spirit captured by Lu Mingshan sixteen years ago. How could it now be a human soul?

Lin Mu couldn’t help but push the door open and enter. He saw Yu Zhiqui instructing a young actor of about thirty. The young man watched Yu Zhiqui’s every move intently, pondering it in his heart, trying again and again.

With snow melted and spring’s arrival, fresh buds sprouted on the branches. A rare hint of green swept away the bleakness, bringing a sliver of warmth to the upper city, chilled for months. Walking beneath the imposing, cold palace halls, Shui Yingzheng’s robes fluttered in the wind, stirring scattered leaves and roots.

Lu Yao offered a faint smile. Everyone else was terrified, remembering they too had been struck by the True Word Talisman, and shivering in fear. They had never heard of such a spell.

Chi Xia rubbed the spot she’d pinched, looked at her helplessly, only to make Zhang Xin burst out laughing again.

At that moment, happiness surged in his chest. If it weren’t for the fact that he was already promised to Feng Xiaozhi, Lin Mu would have gladly become Yu Zhiqui’s disciple.

It was quite a forceful bite—her teeth ached from it. Before long, Shui Yingzheng did indeed stop, remaining perfectly still as she moved.

The next day, when Lin Yin woke, he found that more than half the people on the mountain were gone. Even the kitchen hands in the canteen had disappeared; he had no choice but to fill his stomach with cold, hard buns. Though he wasn’t panicked, he had no idea what to do—he didn’t know where to go if he left the mountain, nor what to do if he stayed. He was rather frustrated.

If you ask me, whenever there’s trouble, you should come to Uncle Liu. He’s got connections everywhere, and there’s no problem he can’t solve.