Chapter 66: Rest Assured, I Am Not a Scoundrel
What?
Led by the bald man, the gang of thugs wore faces full of fury, each cracking their knuckles and itching to fight.
“Kid, do you know what our boss’s surname is?”
One of the thugs shouted, “It’s Kong. He’s the true nephew of Lord Kong Seven. If you want to keep breathing, leave the girl and get lost!”
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Over these past days, Lin Yu had already come to accept that the Crimson Dragon’s Heart could determine Ziwei’s fate.
You Niaojuan’s weapon was a one-legged bronze man, weighing a hundred pounds. Its full name was the One-Legged Bronze Man Spear, one of the eighteen classic weapons. At the tip of a wooden or iron staff, it was crafted into the shape of a human; since it had only one leg, it was called the One-Legged Bronze Man.
The fusion of immense strength and spiritual energy sent the early-stage Wheel Meridian cultivator flying with a single punch.
After a sip of coffee, that look of disbelief on her face left Lan Xinyi feeling somewhat drained.
He and Pei Song had only met once at the Zhang City magistrate’s office, but that night, Pei Song had sincerely tried to help him. Lin Yu’s impression of him was excellent—he would never allow Pei Song to risk himself.
Of course, it was only the design of plate armor, lacking the true thickness of actual plate. Regardless, a ninja’s gear required portability above all.
She gently opened her rouge box; a faint fragrance drifted out. Her elegant brows relaxed, her eyes curved into beautiful crescents, and two dimples appeared on her fair cheeks.
Seeing her grandfather’s brows furrowed, his eagle eyes fixed on her with a look of bitter disappointment, Mu Qianyan knew immediately that he had misunderstood her.
The demon lord Bardak valued his high-ranking demons greatly, even more than Greedy-Gut could imagine; but Greedy-Gut, hiding in Su Yang's bag, could no longer see the outside world.
“But there was no problem when killing the Sensing King,” Li Bochen said as he watched the commotion over there.
“Ah Shu!” After repeating the name for so long, the voice finally broke. Cool tears slid from the corner of her eyes, dropping onto her hand.
Qiong’er suddenly walked into the kitchen, not caring about anything else, grabbed a pair of chopsticks, and attacked the untouched dishes.
The timing was perfect—Lilith had indeed reached her moment of resurrection. She hugged Lug tightly, then pulled him out the door with her.
“No, I did it myself!” Tang Ming quickly shook his head and explained to IU in front of him. Some burdens, he thought, must be shouldered alone.
“Then why didn’t you mention that it’s hardest for the first person on stage to find their rhythm?” Yang Lingyun replied with evident annoyance.
From knights with only honorary titles, to viscounts and barons whose titles could be inherited for three generations, to the centuries-old noble houses—counts. These formed the entire aristocratic hierarchy of the Central Court.
As for the clothes he changed out of, he tossed them into the water basin. Once the scent of blood was gone, he would discard them.
Organs and green blood spread in the seawater, glittering faintly and attracting many fish who scrambled for them.
Modern nobles were not allowed to have private armies—though personal bodyguards were permitted, similar to the royal security officers.
“All right then,” Park Chorong replied softly, returned to the table, picked up the soup spoon, and gently fed herself a little.
During these four years, he had been absorbed in work every day, never once taking a proper look at the nighttime scenery. This was his first real observation, and it left him slightly unsettled.
Across the desert night, a young man rode a fine horse, about to depart. Like a beam of golden sunlight, he illuminated the crowd.
She stood quietly before the temple, savoring the feelings in her heart. Bit by bit, slowly, she buried the memory of that proud, elegant youth in white—buried him deep within the mountain towers, deep within her own soul. Along with the scenery of this very moment, she laid him to rest in the depths of her chest.