Chapter 134: Scream!

Forget it, she is still just a child. Chen Fan could not help but laugh as he looked at Chen Kexin’s innocent expression. He sighed. "Go on." Chen Kexin shook her little head and chuckled. "Oh, I was just joking."

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Seeing the Knights of Light passing through the corridor one after another, these people poked their heads through the gaps in the prison gate and shouted, "Let me out! Let me out!"

Prince Gong does not have long to live, Prince Duan remains insane, and Prince Xiaoyao has a consort who specializes in witchcraft and evil arts. It seems... Prince Su is the most suitable candidate.

The few characters carved in regular script on the tombstone caused Zhao Lang to stumble back repeatedly, unaware that hot wax was dripping all over his palms.

In particular, those around Liu Xunhuan were filled with shock. Such a cold, terrifying gaze—what on earth had happened to this man?

A cold sensation came from below his ankles, as if waves were constantly lapping against him. Zhu Yu waved his hand upward, signaling the helicopter to return.

"You have been together for so long, and you have never made love to him. Do you not love him at all?" Hong Hezhang asked with a hint of confusion.

"Get lost! Tell Qin Wentian to come and see me, otherwise, you die!" Xu Qian let out a cold snort, looking at them as if they were mere ants.

"Damn it, I..." Zhang Wenting’s heart was bleeding. He covered his face in utter despair, cursing wildly in his heart.

Without his sight and lacking the backing of a prestigious family, relying only on his hearing and spiritual power, he feared he would spend the rest of his life in obscurity, forever barred from the path of cultivation.

The thunderous words spread far and wide, startling many cultivators within the city, who all rushed toward the center of Sunset City.

Once this invisible barrier was completely shattered, Zhu Sha immediately felt as though she had entered a brand-new world.

The villagers crowded around, expressing their admiration for Master Keane’s effortless victory over the city guards, and began preparing for a grand celebration.

Surprisingly, it tasted quite sweet. After eating the scorched rice, her spirits lifted. On a whim, she ran to the sheep pen, grabbed a handful of wood ash, and smeared it over her pretty face, thinking that even if she ran into Li Gui, she would at least present him with an ugly sight.

Rubbing his hands together and pressing them in prayer just as he did when scavenging in the trash heaps, Li Zhishi crouched down, placed his hands reverently on either side of the treasure chest lid, gritted his teeth, and pulled it open.

The fake dragon flew through the sky, followed closely by a troop of imperial soldiers riding Lulutos. The groups below dispersed; some headed toward the fortress, some toward the mines, and others raced alongside them toward the Sacred Dragon City.

"Naturally, it was our Captain Wang who leaked the news. Last night, the two of us were guarding the city gate, escorting those debtors to safety. Even when Ximen Qing’s lackeys saw us, they didn’t dare say a word!" Ma Qiang said boastfully.

After some time, the fervor surrounding the accidental death of the entire Shi family finally faded with the passage of time.

The important thing was that when I looked back, the laughter continued. Because the corridor was too dark and we were in a hurry, and the phones in the temporary office were all charging, the visibility was very low. I could not tell if the laughter was coming from behind me.

As for why she wore the phoenix coronet and ceremonial robes, it was because they were red, allowing her to transform into a vengeful spirit after death and seek justice from the Cao family.

Steward Fu was startled to see Lan Lianxia standing at the entrance of the prince’s mansion. Could the princess have truly returned?

Ten minutes later, not a trace of the monster’s carcass remained in the room, and even the luminous crystals had vanished. All that was left was a wisp of nearly solidified, pure energy, trembling within a flickering, orange-red flame of primal force.