Chapter 149: Sophistry!

Chen Kexin reached his right hand into his jacket pocket and gleefully pulled out a dagger.
A cunning arc formed at the corner of his mouth.
Glancing sideways at Chen Fan, who was fast asleep beside him, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
This Chen Kexin really knew how to play along.
To actually pick such a boring and childish movie.
Tsk tsk, it just happened to create the perfect opportunity for me to kill Chen Fan.
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"Leave this place. Wang Hao's execution order has already been issued, and this Leaving Fire City is no longer safe," Li Qing said without looking back.
Startled by the sudden sound of the slap, the two elders froze for a moment before letting out an angry roar. Their figures flickered as they charged lightning-fast toward Zhao Yi.
Moreover, his movements were sluggish at first, just like a zombie, but after a dozen steps, he suddenly exuded an overwhelming, domineering aura—in short, it didn't look like himself at all.
Amidst swirling, fragrant mist, True Venerable Jixuan knelt respectfully before a jade platform. Within the jade platform before him sat an ethereal figure shrouded in mist, making his true appearance impossible to discern.
The illustrious Four Ace Young Masters of the Capital had actually shown up uninvited! What a rare guest indeed! With a faint smile, and with Chen Mengling and Chen Mengting on either arm, he walked straight forward to greet them.
What was a priceless treasure in his eyes was mere garbage in Zhao Yi's eyes. Luo Cheng was well aware of this fact, especially since Zhao Yi's mount, Blood-Crying, possessed strength far surpassing his own.
"You always claim this item is a counterfeit, but what evidence do you actually have? I certainly don't appreciate a man talking nonsense and making big boasts in front of me," Moss's expression appeared extremely indignant.
Yin was startled by the sudden exclamation. Why was it that whether it was his everyday younger sister or Commander Sister, they both loved to startle people so abruptly? Could this possibly be some shared trait?
Hearing this, Xu Panyan, walking at the front, revealed a bitter smile. The phrase "Four Secluded Families" brought him no sense of glory whatsoever; instead, it weighed upon him with an even greater, immense pressure.
Was there any difference? Leng Ran silently dwelled upon her opening words, becoming even more baffled. For a moment, she stood frozen on the spot, completely at a loss for words.
Although Li Wuyou lacked the ability to distinguish right from wrong, his judgment was equally abyssal. He merely assumed that when others smiled kindly at him and gave him a thumbs-up, it must be a good thing.
Hearing this, Alan finally realized that this palace itself was under the constant surveillance of Bolesztro, much like a tranquil lake where even a single falling leaf would ripple the water's surface—let alone the likes of them, plunging into the lake like heavy stones.
"If Huo Ze falls into my hands, for the sake of you, old sir, I will spare him once. Consider it repaying the debt I owe you," Li Muye said decisively.
Inside the military tents of the Great Zhou Empire, the generals gathered together to deliberate on the siege strategy for the following day.
Most of the people present were overlords of their respective regions, possessing extraordinary levels of patience. However, once someone took the lead, unscrupulous individuals gradually began to follow suit. In the end, only the Queen Mother of the West maintained the exact same expression from beginning to end.
Unknowingly, Chen Erxin's gaze toward Ye Chen began to carry a hint of admiration, something even she herself failed to notice.
King Tang gently tapped the armrest of the dragon throne. In the span of nearly a year, numerous streaks of gray had appeared in King Tang's hair.
By this time, Chen Qiang had already come down. In his early twenties and dressed head-to-toe in designer brands, although he was quite handsome, his eyes darted around restlessly, marking him at a glance as no good egg.
As it turned out, he had bumped right into the wooden headboard post. Sucking in a breath of cold air, he massaged the bridge of his nose and ultimately drew a conclusion: peeping was definitely not a good habit.
Having amassed so many wonderful memories, even if she were to lose him, those memories would remain to accompany her. That was enough; what more could she possibly be discontented with?