Chapter 60: Murderous Intent in the Vegetable Market

Leaving Bianjing, Liang Xin, accompanied by Bai Chengfeng, Elder Bai, Lin Chong, and three hundred iron cavalrymen of the West Depot, along with Yelu Aolu and his men, galloped without rest toward Shangjing. They chose a secluded shortcut, cutting straight through Zhuozhou and heading directly for Shangjing. Traveling along this route, they expected to reach Shangjing within five days.

"We are all subjects of the Great Ying Empire. Now this region has been conquered by our Great Ying Empire, and anyone who dares to trespass shall be killed!" All three sneered.

This left Earth Demon burning with anger. Damn it! What kind of looks and attitudes were those? Were immortal artifacts really that easy to acquire? Were immortals of the Immortal Realm all so easy to ambush and slaughter? They were as slippery as monkeys; the moment they sensed something was amiss, they fled immediately, devoid of any backbone or integrity whatsoever.

"I... I just haven't seen the winter scenery of Yanjing for a long time, and I wanted to take a look!" Qin Tian said with a shy expression.

Thawne deeply idolized the 21st-century superhero, the Flash. To unravel the source of his powers—the mysteries of the Speed Force—he studied tirelessly without sleep or food. Relying on his in-depth research into the Flash's history and the Speed Force, Thawne earned the title of "Professor Zoom."

Kagura was practically boiling with anger, yet she still summoned a wooden-bed-like shikigami and lay down on it.

In the time that followed, Qin Tian nearly passed out from pain several times, and the tip of his tongue had already been bitten raw by him countless times.

After all, even a frantic, invincible monarch like Dou Jincheng had been slain, and he had no confidence in his ability to deal with a killing god like Diguanyun.

Every single one of these four bastards possessed an unfathomable cultivation base, especially the old imperial uncle, whose cultivation was even more unfathomable. Yang Fan sensed a terrifying aura from him that made him tremble—it was the aura of the Laws of the Heavenly Dao. Clearly, that old fellow had already touched the threshold of the Monarch realm.

Plunging downward abruptly, azure lightning illuminated the skyline and the earth, casting a brilliant glow upon the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier hovering in the air with its thousands of cannons firing simultaneously.

"Could it be that apart from that person, there are other life-extension masters?" Liu Yi thought to himself.

The northern part of the Dragon Blood Empire bordered a vast ocean, which was inhabited by countless marine creatures collectively referred to by the Empire as the Sea Clan.

The difference between them was naturally obvious. Since Solo could not change what had already happened, he could only strive diligently in his cultivation.

***

"...Didn't hit." Xiaojie sheathed the Masamune blade once again, turned around to look at Renge's back, and said softly. The confusion in his voice was glaringly obvious, and he was clearly somewhat baffled.

Immediately afterward, the Five Ghosts Soul-Chasing Formation was instantly shattered. Yet, Keyan and the others suffered a violent shock to their soul bodies, barely managing to hold on. I lost my mind for a moment, unable to react in time.

"We can wait for a year." When Wang Weiwei said this, even she herself did not believe it, given that Xiangshi was currently in a precarious and perilous state.

As for Ye Ning's cousin, we dropped him off halfway. Truth be told, this fellow was of little use to the whole affair. Now that the masked man had vanished once again, all the clues had been completely cut off.

Then, before I could stop him, Second Uncle began to speak. At that moment, I intentionally wanted to preserve the very last string of family affection in this household, but by then, all opportunity was completely gone.

As the story drew to its conclusion, just as the insurance agent's wife was about to step into the staged accident he had prepared, he received a phone call from a crew member nicknamed Old Man.

Emerging from the room, I somehow felt as though I was the one who had caused Zhang Mingrong and Zhang Bailing to quarrel, and my face scrunched up into a knot.

Lu Chenyu locked her in a wolf-like gaze, using his finger to slowly trace her full forehead, down to her peach-blossom eyes glistening with tears, wiping away her overflowing tears bit by bit. He then stroked her straight bridge of a nose and her lips, bitten raw and flushed red.

Successfully diverting her mother's attention, Chen Mohuan felt her scalp tingle once again upon hearing those words. Her mother was still fixating on Brother Luo.

Qingluo was undoubtedly the fated person in his life. She was like a cluster of flames, burrowing into Brother Luo's heart and awakening his dormant soul.

Yet I had no desire to join the conversation, so I simply fiddled with things and continued to calmly eat my own food.

By the time I finished these chores, afternoon had arrived. Regardless of my fatigue, I dragged Ye Xing straight to the nearby decoration market.

"Come on, let's take a rest for a while." Halfway up the mountain, seeing me slightly out of breath, Zhou Yaze suggested.

***

Over the past two years, the Prince of Pingxi had even managed to intervene in the promotion of imperial court officials. This was precisely why the Empress Dowager presently had to rely on Oboi; she needed to make these powerful ministers check and balance one another to maintain a balance, allowing the Emperor enough time to grow up safely and personally take the reins of government before dealing with the others.

Lu Chenyu raised an eyebrow. Seeing that Shen Lanyi was not angry, he stopped worrying and let them make a fuss.

What's more, it was merely dread, not enough to prevent these ghostly spirits from making a move. Now that the leader's voice rang out, they cast aside all hesitation and lunged forward frantically, as though intent on tearing them to shreds.

Seeing this, the yellow weasel narrowed its eyes. For reasons unknown, not only did it miss the chance to launch an attack, but it even raised a paw and pointed toward the northwest.

Watching my eyes turn bloodshot yet feeling utterly helpless, the yellow weasel had no choice but to raise its own palm. Faint blue light flickered across its palm, creating a sense of echoing resonance and circulation with the moonlight spilled over the clearing.

Liu Haisheng shrugged. Su Yilin had never expected Liu Haisheng to burn the scrap of paper. Knowing how mushy the contents were, he had been impressed with himself; if it were read aloud, he would lose all face.

Upon hearing this, Liu Haisheng was utterly shocked, his face flushing with a rage so intense that an egg placed upon it could probably have been cooked.

Lu Licheng held two cups of milk—one had already been finished, and the other was meant for Ye Chenxi.

Zou Yan restrained her smile and pointed at the bedside table. "There's some over there, still warm. I haven't drank it, you can have it." She didn't want to move; although the wedding hadn't involved much physical exertion, she was simply exhausted. She just wanted to lie down, play on her phone, and then sleep.

However, if this could elevate the rural economy to a higher tier of development, then this summit on rural economic development would be fruitful and successful.