32 The Cat Knows Who Poisoned Them

Rather than living in constant fear, it would be better to take a bold risk; the two patriarchs of the Rock Clan both agreed.

Yet, there must be some unknown reason for shattering the stars, though that was not something Beichen needed to consider at this moment.

Its appearance was too hideous, resembling an oversized dung ball made by a beetle, so he tossed it into his storage box. He would ask the young man later what it actually was.

Moreover, Wang Yao always felt that when Jiang Wei looked at him, his gaze revealed an inexplicable, burning intensity.

"That ant just interrupted my rest. If you hadn't stopped me, I would have eaten them for sure!" Ali grumbled.

"At the dawn of the world's formation—could it be older than the six realms of E'luo?" Beichen stared at the stone gate, wide-eyed and incredulous.

"Superstar Evolution!" Beichen whispered, beginning to compress his superstar body. Evolution in the transcendent form always required compression to alter the quality of energy before expanding; the sign of energy transmutation was a change in color.

Suddenly, the pair of wooden swords merged into one, expanding dozens of times in an instant. Ablaze with the crimson flames of the Divine Phoenix, the true power of these divine artifacts was finally revealed.

Therefore, when Principal Gregorian returned that evening, he agreed to every request Han Xuan put forward.

Once they arrived, Duanmu Qing chatted incessantly, holding a handful of grilled skewers, gluten, and squid.

There were many loan sharks, but few were as arrogant as this. Since Du Ziteng dared to speak like that, it meant his connections were formidable, and ordinary people could not touch him.

"Grab your gear! Prepare for battle!" Seeing the situation turn sour, Xi Yiren shouted to her subordinates.

"Hahaha! Chenghao, just wait for me to kill you!" Qingque’s voice drifted from within the curtain of fire. Hidden inside, she moved with the ease of a fish in water, searching and waiting for Chenghao to reveal a flaw.

The male ghost's body was shattered in an instant, transforming on the spot into a wisp of green smoke that was swept into the tombstone, disappearing forever.

Thinking to himself, Feng Ji felt beads of sweat break out on his forehead. As he turned to look at Lu You, his eyes held a trace of confusion and astonishment.

However, what Yun Xuan felt at this moment was not pain, but a surge of anger from the depths of his heart.

Being unable to win did not mean he would not fight back. With a solemn expression, Lei Chen channeled his spiritual energy frantically. The Azure Dragon tattoos on his arms suddenly manifested, pouring immense energy into his flying sword, causing the black blade to glow with a brilliant blue light.

Elder Zhu stomped his cane and gave a casual wave of his withered, skeletal hand. "Hmph! You, of all people?" Immediately, Tu Qiang vomited blood and was sent flying.

At the foot of the mist-shrouded mountain, six figures in black robes stood at ease. The two in the lead were the brothers Di Kun and Di Wu.

Sure enough, a whistle sounded in the woods, and many people emerged. Hidden weapons rained down. Jiang Chenchu had no time to watch the clash between Jiang Ming and Hua Yichen; he grabbed his long sword and stepped out of the carriage, confronting a short, stout man.

Gao Sen made faces and ranted wildly at the three spider warriors, yet his tone never sounded like he was actually scolding them.

This time, there was no breeze, no light, no fire, or any other anomaly. Fei patiently waited for five minutes before using the second-to-last scroll.

The people present at the Yangzhou Alliance followed orders and surged forward. Those martial artists whose friends and family had been poisoned needed Shangguan Xuan’s help and could not stand idly by. The small area where Shen Feng and Tie Xiaoyao were fighting became instantly packed; with people pleading and shoving, the area beneath the viewing platform fell into utter chaos.

Aunt Shen had been working hard for two days and had gone to bed early; clearly, she had been startled awake. Her hair was not yet pinned up, giving her a rare, languid air. Seeing Mu Yunge enter, she immediately rose to greet her, led her to the seat of honor, and then stood to the side to explain the full sequence of events.

The situation with the Mu Chu gang remained unclear, and Lian Jingxiu could not make decisions for the Lian family. Zhang Mu had only had brief contact with a few of the younger members of the family and had not discussed his thoughts or objectives in detail.

Yang Ming did not answer my question but sighed to himself, remarking on what a sunny young man I had been when we first met, how I had even offered him my fish. Back then, we were just strangers chatting under the starry sky of Tibet; how had things changed so much now?

Huh? When did the one surnamed Leng arrive in Yangzhou? It had been a month, and looking at the way he gestured with his hands while speaking, the injuries he sustained at the Taiyue Lian family must have almost healed.

Faced with such a dilemma, many junglers might rely on luck or their own intuition.

"I'm divorced. Are you going to say that again? I know we're divorced, but this time it's because you're sick. As your ex-husband, I can't just ignore it, can I?" He was always so righteous, and Nian gave a bitter smile.

Claire did not show much reaction to Liang Ye’s words; she simply kept her head down, her long hair draped loosely over her shoulders.

Then she rose, took the towel from Leng Yeqing’s hands, pressed him onto the bed, and began to wipe his hair.

"When she appeared, I saw red mud stained on the hem of her skirt. I remember passing a flat area while walking in from the perimeter, and there was grass stained with wolf blood nearby."

"Then why didn't you look at us earlier? Did you treat us like air, as if we didn't exist?" Brother Dog roared.

His concern was not without reason, but someone from above had already approached Wei Yuanbin under the guise of an industrial and commercial investigation. The olive branch had been extended; it was now up to him to see if he was sensible enough to take it.