Chapter 98: Suicide?
Shangguan Yu Heng peeled a melon seed slowly and deliberately, his smile warm and gentle. "Junior Sister Chu, you're overthinking it. Ling Cang's spiritual energy is in chaos right now, his aura unstable, clearly he has suffered internal injuries. Why wait when the red-faced medicine can change that?" He still had that smile in his eyes, not diminished at all. He continued, "Don't underestimate Su Qing Han either. Although his cultivation level is far inferior to Ling Cang's, he might still be able to take revenge." Zhu Yan Gai is not just a simple medicine that makes people tell the truth. It contains something of his.
Chen Zhen is still outside today, she comes back tomorrow afternoon. She has limited time to get clothes, so she suggested they have dinner together at the Crown Hotel in Ancheng tomorrow, and then discuss in detail her requirements for clothing with Yu Chu Chu. Shao Yang frowned. "What do you mean?" There was an indescribable bad feeling in his heart, he hoped he was overthinking it. "Is the heavenly punishment thunder tribulation different from the thunder tribulations we've seen before?" Zhao Renfan suddenly asked. Ge Sifeng was a perfect specimen, inheriting all the advantages from his parents: tall and straight, clear and handsome features, smart and clever, dexterous. Shao Shen's phone rang, it was Qiao Minghe calling. He put the phone on speaker, but the voice that came through was Zhou Mosheng's. Even Chu Yingyan didn't know much about the biological mother of Yu Rong. Until recently, at the old grandfather's birthday banquet, when the madam directly pointed out that the cousin of the cousin, Wang Yujin, and Yu Rong's cousin had an affair, the young lady of the Rong family was finally mentioned. "Old man, I'm talking to you!" Shao Qian waited for a long time, but didn't hear Shao Yang speak, so he urged impatiently again. "I think she and Shen Muqian have a very good relationship, I even think they are not far from divorcing." Liao Tingyu said gloomily. Without a doubt, they were the core disciples of the holy land belonging to You Wujin—the Heavenly Nether Grand Holy Land. The Remonstrance Minister wiped his sweat again. The Minister of the Hall of Records and the Grand Minister of Construction spoke up for him. All the distinguished guests who came with Cui Zixuan are now gathered in Mingzhou City. It's said that some very important people are still arriving one after another. The palace's news didn't need Jiang Mi to inform it; it was known by the major families immediately. Qian Wan didn't feel anything abnormal. After all, the original fate booklet had mentioned that the original owner got the Soul Separation Disk this way, but didn't understand the reason. The war suddenly stopped that day. The cultivators from the six major powers retreated a hundred miles away, watching the blood-colored light screen of the Blood Clothes Sect from afar. Wang Quan, who heard this, nodded. It was still reasonable. He thought, if that's the case, it would make sense. After chatting with Wang Li, Yuan Hua really washed up and went to bed. It was quite late, he estimated Dong Jiaying should also be asleep, so he didn't have the heart to disturb her. Lian Chen burrowed into her arms, calling repeatedly, full of dependence and complete trust. After carefully examining the wound, Xiao Jinse's slightly relaxed breath tightened again. Although the bleeding wasn't heavy, the color had turned black-purple. Finally, Wang Lingyun couldn't stand it anymore. She picked up Gong Ming, who was a head taller than herself, from the bench. Then, Wang Lingyun took him to an alley. Chen Fan grabbed the wooden box, gently opened it and sniffed. A cool breath hit his face, mixed with the unique fresh fragrance of some herbs. But when the result was placed in front of them, not only did Master Zhu fall silent, even Li Chong seemed to have lost the taste for the thing in front of him. Ma Ruoling smiled and said, "I heard you're building something here, so I specially came over to see what you're up to." As she spoke, her gaze passed over Lin Mo, and when she saw Sun Yuxiao, her gaze lingered for a moment but then looked away. "What? With just this little silver, buying a dead dog is still not enough. You have the face to give me money? Besides, look at how lively my second disciple is, how can he be worth that much?" As she spoke, she stretched out her thin hand and gestured.