Chapter 62 The Mystery of the Weapon

Shang Ruohuai tried his best to analyze the sequence of events from Shan Yuan's words.

"Right, they were also carrying some things. I thought they were fun, so I took them. I don't know if they are of any use to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shan Yuan turned and jumped into the deep pool, emerging from the water a moment later with several short blades and arrows in his hands.

Shang Ruohuai took them and carefully examined them together with Dong Nanfei.

"Feather-turning red-tail? These aren't arrows from the Lingtian Camp—

People like Orchid and I didn't need to change clothes, so naturally we arrived earlier than Mayor Liu and the others. Not knowing which private room to go to, we just sat in the lobby and drank water while waiting.

One day on the Earth side equals 246 years on the First Other-World Plane side. Once something goes wrong with the faith channel, Zhou Ping might have to stay on the First Other-World Plane side for hundreds or thousands of years, or perhaps never be able to return at all.

Gouzi was furious and deeply aggrieved: "Fine, you all take her side, you all take her side! Don't help me!" He spun around and stormed out of the house in a huff. Lin Feng and the wet nurse hurriedly chased after him, intending to persuade him otherwise.

Qi Tianyang had said that the lingering spirits here could not leave this train, so I could only shake my head helplessly, even though I really wanted to help her.

"Three million five hundred thousand." He Bufan directly named a price. If these people couldn't strike a deal with him, they would just go to other noble families, so he couldn't rip them off too badly. In this kind of business, everyone looked at sincerity and rarely bargained; if the clients felt there was no sincerity, they would simply pack up and walk away.

Most martial artists in Binhai City had heard the name "Xiao Shanhe," but very few actually knew him. Therefore, even when he walked down the bustling streets, no one recognized that he was the person about whom a bounty order was soon to be issued.

The millennium-long war had consumed a vast amount of human, financial, and material resources of the entire country. The empire simply had no surplus strength to build another floating island in the short term.

"Brother Long, you've never tasted fire-dragon skewers made with Sichuan bullet peppers; that is what you call truly exhilarating!" Liu Yang said.

She longed to return to the city. Life there was not only good, but the food was also much better than here—there were braised pork elbows, braised pig trotters, roasted flower ducks, and roasted ducklings, they had everything. And here? There was nothing at all.

Big Goldtooth felt not surprise first, but astonishment, which was immediately followed by a burst of wild joy in his heart.

Therefore, for now, it was better for him to keep some distance from Du Xi, because he couldn't figure out what was on Du Xi's mind, and more importantly, he didn't know what kind of person Du Xi really was.

"There is no need to be so courteous. That things went so smoothly is all thanks to you," the Empress smiled.

Bringing along trusted professionals of one's own—people who had seen plenty of rare curiosities in daily life and listened to experts' analyses countless times.

The content of that Weibo post was a group photo that Ye Jiujiu had previously posted, showing all the staff members posing together after the production team finished filming.

The Beidou Sword King steadied his physique, his gaze extremely icy. A blazing sword intent surged throughout his body, making him look like an peerless sword god standing proudly between heaven and earth, looking down upon everything. With a single step forward, the heaven and earth trembled slightly. Gripping a sharp sword, he slashed forward, and in that instant, the world was filled with boundless sword intent.

Hearing Bai Qingyan's words, Tian Chengyuan, who had been mixing in this circle for a long time, understood everything instantly.

They boiled their own water and washed their own clothes. Hua Lingling didn't help with even a fraction of the work; she just sat in the main room all day watching TV dramas. Even during commercials and news broadcasts, her backside never shifted an inch, embodying the ultimate principle of stubbornly refusing to help.

He said that ever since Hua Chu'en learned the news of her older brother's engagement that day, her entire state had been abnormal. She stopped the illustration classes she had signed up for with such enthusiasm, went out to play wildly with friends every day, and came back reeking of alcohol.

Two words, no louder than the buzzing of a mosquito, slipped into Zhou晏京's (Zhou Yanjing's) ears. Every drop of blood in his body paused for that single fraction of a second, only to revive and surge forward with an even more violent and torrential speed.

Weren't they just gossiping about the affairs of this family and that household? How did it suddenly escalate into a matter of making money?

"Hah, if you think so, then so be it. There is still one class before the ceremony, I'm returning to the classroom." Lin Tian directly ignored her provocation, smiled, and truly turned to walk toward the classroom.

Originally, they had traveled thousands of miles with boundless enthusiasm to find Liu Feng, but Liu Feng first disguised himself as the Wushuang Young Master to deceive them, and then suddenly exposed his identity and fought a bloody battle against two demonic fiends.

Upon hearing this, everyone's minds calmed down a little. While their factions were opponents of the Baijia Fortress, the Baijia Fortress also had quite a few friends.

Feng Changqing was already so shaken by Rong Qian's string of analyses that his mind was in disarray, and he no longer had the heart to pursue the matter of Rong Qian's sudden appearance, so he could only mumble assent and let it go.

If not for the fact that Mu Xiejian had initially reduced his body's vitality, and if not for his strong consciousness keeping his spiritual platform clear, the meridians in Mu Xiejian's body—which currently resembled paste—would have been thoroughly dead hundreds of times over.

There wasn't much silver powder, but he had specially had it ground very fine. Visually, it looked like unassuming white powder, yet it emitted rays of silver light, appearing rather holy. Would sprinkling such a substance on those detestable and evil vampires have any effect? He would just have to wait and see.

The savagery of the skeleton soldiers' attacks left Lin Tian dumbfounded; this was simply the power of the primordial era, tearing apart every enemy in front of him.

He actually bumped his big head lightly against the stone pillar twice, then put on a faked expression of fainting.

At this moment, my HP was also reduced to less than ten points... and the damage effect of the poison mist had not yet cleared.

The room where Hua lived inside the Ahan shook violently, and the wails of junior officers echoed throughout the house. Haro also fell down.

Listening to the sound of the engine outside growing increasingly distant, Qin Zijing closed her eyes for a moment, put down the chopsticks in her hand, and cleared the table.

She knew that Bei Yemo must have felt utterly uncomfortable inside, which was why he wanted to pour cold water on her.

Watching his "resolute" back, Yin Shi couldn't help laughing and returned to his own room as well.