Chapter 55: Are You Satisfied Now?

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“The source of this injection is likely from He Yunjia’s mother; she is an expert in developing these poisonous substances.” As Pei Shiyin listened in astonishment to Hong Jiming’s detailed explanation, he continued speaking.

He had encountered many influential figures as a leader, but not even the Emperor of Northern Wu had ever given him such an unwelcoming, forbidding aura. The people from the Zhenrong Prince’s residence were truly extraordinary.

Ye Chenyu and Mo Shaochen exchanged glances and, unwilling to dampen everyone’s spirits, nodded in agreement.

Chen Changsheng said, “When I leave, a fissure will appear in the sky, and there is a high chance that some divine artifacts similar to thunder spirits will fall.”

Two days later, Pang Tong and Lü Bu arrived at Ji County and stayed at an inn. In the afternoon, they went to the provincial governor’s mansion to request an audience. Liu Yu, the governor, summoned them into the main hall and ordered them to sit at his side. Pang Tong reported the situation they had previously encountered.

She never noticed that Song Qingshan’s gaze upon her was radiant. However, although Song Qingshan appeared wooden and spoke little, every word he uttered was reassuring. Talking with him did not stir her heart, but neither was it unpleasant.

Fang Chengyu hurriedly picked up Fang Huaijin and immediately recognized that she had been poisoned. He rushed inside, but catching a glance, he saw Ye Guilan had already fainted outside.

Especially if Cheng Yiben was truly poisoned with a deadly toxin, Pei Shiyin could understand her desire to perish together all the more.

These experiences were insignificant compared to the more than ten years of deep relationship between Pei Yiren and Li Xianyuan.

The group who proceeded to break through the barrier were seen as “freeloading guests” who needed to succeed in passing through to escape safely, making them quite popular among the children at the time.

Besides, his death had nothing to do with me. I even buried him to prevent him from becoming prey to wild beasts.

Proven effective every time, cultivators who were unknowingly poisoned would usually choose compromise. So why was the situation reversed with Chu Tian?

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After the strongest disciples from other sects entered, they quickly pursued the trail of the two members from the Ancient Sect.

Ye Feng casually moved, and the seven-colored rope wrapped around the crown prince, swiftly breaking through the lake’s surface.

Later, she sent a message to Xiao Mubai, confirming the plane ticket for Qiqi the day after tomorrow, then turned off the light and went to sleep.

This was the CBD of Jiang City. Living here was indeed extremely convenient for work.

Dong Wan seemed to have reached some secret agreement with Liu Xue, smiling and agreeing without hesitation.

Su Yang and Liu Xue were looking ahead, while Su Lele pointed excitedly at an elderly woman sitting under a nearby tree.

Zhuang Qingqing was not afraid; instead, she stepped forward, trying to grasp the woman’s hand to escape the danger, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t catch hold of it.

“What? Chen Ming, what are you saying?” Lin Ke’er had not understood what Li Yi and Chen Ming were talking about earlier, so she simply started watching others’ matches.

Having achieved her purpose, Ye Junyi withdrew from Xu Ziqian’s side, opened the food container, and began feeding him.

Her simple words moved Lily deeply; he had been looking for her without her knowing?

“Sir, please wait!” As the three approached without slowing their pace, Aunt Yu remained still and said sternly.

At this moment, everything was proceeding as planned, but along the way, he had already lost his heart. The Empress Dowager’s dim eyes gazed in the direction Sifeng was leaving, her complex emotions inscrutable.

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“No, ancestor, your grandson refuses to become anyone’s concubine. I have always wished for ‘one true heart, to grow old together.’ Please grant me this, ancestor,” Ye Junyi pleaded tearfully, her eyes full of hope.

Perhaps because the deity’s level was too high, raising the overall experience gained, it was possible for a little girl like Li to advance two levels in one night.

His gaze instantly grew resolute. He gripped tightly and, with a sudden pull, Mi Yiqing’s body involuntarily collided with his.

“All right, no problem. It’s time to talk about my illness,” I nodded indifferently. My instinct told me this was a man with a story, so befriending him would not be a loss.

Huang Qi’s words left me momentarily stunned. Her life experience was eerily similar to mine in the past. Back then, I was born in Zhonghai, with only my father and mother, no other relatives. After my mother passed, my father told me nothing.

He had his back to me; I couldn’t see his expression or know what he was thinking. What did he see? What was he searching for?

Su Wuyang went back crying, sent off by Gao Qin. Even after hurting Qin Fangbai, Gao Qin still made sure she got home safely. Before leaving the hospital, Xu Qingtan invited her to the rooftop. The wind blew her long hair wildly, her face pale, looking like a madwoman.

The Eight Desolations Sword Qi could not harm him. I knew his cultivation far surpassed mine. Fighting was pointless; it was better to extract some useful information from his mouth about the Ghost-faced Man and Dragon Xuan.

These mysterious characters and the Fibonacci sequence were hidden separately in different places, making them extremely difficult to discover.

“I won’t ask anymore,” I said. Those things I once couldn’t understand, now I asked him, and he answered. I thought we had reached a stage of mutual questioning and answering, but unexpectedly, there remained an insurmountable chasm between us.