27 Profanation 03

"Are you sure you saw that right?" Song Ya's first reaction was that Pablo had come looking for him, but he immediately dismissed the thought as impossible.

Although this round of Soviet tank fire was so inaccurate it was truly appalling, it caused no substantial damage to the German anti-tank gun positions.

The sensory insect dropped another seed of the flower of flesh and blood, patted its two tentacles together, and continued to speak.

"Haha, didn't I just say I had things to do? Did you think I was just making up an excuse to get out of it? I really do need to measure the rooms," Li Yun said with a smile.

Fu Beiyao twitched his lips in silence, having assumed the old man had abandoned the idea of going to Shen Family Village; it turned out that after all this time, he still harbored those intentions.

Ye Miao, who had died full of hatred, was reborn into her prime. As the enemies of her past life appeared before her one by one...

Seeing Malashenko rise from the sofa to express his gratitude, Colonel Baranovsky, who had returned a relatively kind smile, also stood up from behind his desk and extended his right hand toward Malashenko.

"I am not looking for you, but for the person next to you," the law enforcement officer said in a deep voice, staring intensely at the young man beside him.

"And what of Placidium?" Irelia asked sternly. Silence fell instantly; over the past few years, her reputation within the Navori Brotherhood had been earned through her own deeds.

Yet the giant [Steel] remained unfazed, continuing to laugh loudly until tears began to stream down his face.

"Mr. Joris, could Mr. Chu be truly angry this time, intending to cut off all ties with us?" Bumian asked nervously.

Walking out of the airport terminal, Chu Yang pondered whether he should have Joris send someone to help him search. Just then, his sharp eyes spotted a massive suitcase in a distant corner that looked extremely familiar.

However, after all the commotion, the alcohol had mostly worn off, and he had eaten a little while cooking earlier, so he did not feel particularly hungry now.

"Pfft~" The sound of bursting erupted repeatedly, and then, Yu Lingxin stepped into the thick fog.

Lang had been severely injured by him and would not be able to wake up for some time, but the poison was not an issue.

Zhao Zong’s expression darkened as he thought of the day Lu Kai had met the Queen. Lu Kai had said he wanted money to bury the past, a claim Zhao Zong had already been suspicious of; viewed in this light, that day’s events seemed like a cover-up.

Of course, Yi Yan had already anticipated these matters. He directly instructed Dongfang Xixi to go to Hangzhou to find Xiang'er, the top courtesan of the Yi Hong Brothel, and hoped she could return by the middle of next month.

However, as she was falling, Yi Yan caught her, pulled her close, and held her in his arms.

Chu Yang scanned the group who had given up resistance with cold eyes. He casually tossed out several clusters of pill flames, enveloping them. As the roaring fire burned, Song Hao and the others rolled on the ground, wailing incessantly.

Before Zhong Peng’s cries had faded, his head also soared into the air before crashing heavily to the ground. The heads of Zhong Peng and Zhong Xue happened to roll together. With blood spurting from their headless necks, the entire hall was suddenly filled with the stench of blood, and seeing this, Li Jin could not help but feel a wave of nausea.

Liu Bin had never seen Wang Yangyang train, but he knew her regimen was far more rigorous than his own; otherwise, she could not have mastered such monstrous skills.

The surrounding grass had already begun to yellow before the start of autumn. In the southernmost reaches, there were still some tribes where the demon race lived, and Lu Yun led Yi Wudao toward that area.

"I’ve long since set aside plenty for my own kin. I may not have much else, brother, but I certainly have no shortage of jade and diamond ornaments." Knowing the two were merely trying to set the mood, Li Zhi was in excellent spirits.

Seeing this, the centurions followed suit. One could hear the "glug" sounds one after another, followed by the "clack" of empty bowls being slammed back onto the table.

Chai Shao nodded slightly, looking up at the reflection of the moon in the pond. A disk of white jade seemed to rest silently in the water, cool and pale, soundless and still. As the wind passed and leaves fell, the jade scattered the reflection.

The name Tang Lan caused Tang Yumo’s brow to furrow slightly, a trace of sorrow surfacing in his eyes.

"Understood, Boss!" Li Shijun naturally understood the implication behind Liu Bin's words. First, it was to guard against those sent to protect—or perhaps monitor—the target from becoming too familiar and being bought off, or developing feelings that might lead to unwanted complications. Second, it was to ensure that those assigned to the task would not become greedy or slack in their duties.

Only after Bai Shan drove away in his Porsche did Wu Yishu react, reaching up to touch her face, feeling something sticky and tacky to the touch.

The lamplight and moonlight complemented each other; carriages adorned with carved gems traveled the fragrant roads and bridges; the sights were dazzling and endless; silks and jewelry competed in luxury; there were countless beautiful faces and dashing figures, a scene of infinite splendor.

Upon inquiring, they learned that Wang Ping'an had not come to the imperial palace, but had gone to the residences of Changsun Wuji, Cheng Yaojin, Li Jing, and every other minister associated with him, yet none had seen him.

Bound by the constraints of the system, Wang Ke had never paid any attention to relics or inheritances, as everything inside was utterly useless to him.

The aura around Liu Zhengfeng suddenly erupted, and he charged out without a second thought.

After all this trouble, Ye Xi felt a bit hungry, so she went to the living room with Qin Siyu.

The Blood Moon people’s strictness regarding their political system was almost pathological; everything had to be handled according to rigid regulations, following a mandatory set of procedures.

Situ Kong used a taunt to provoke Salavier. Seemingly reluctant, she stabbed a blade into the iron mask, and with a screeching sound, the iron box was sliced open by Salavier.

This middle-aged man had eyes as sharp as a hawk, staring straight at Li Yunfeng and Zhang Haosi.

Li Lingxian regained her composure, bit her silver teeth in hatred, cursed angrily, and then twisted her graceful body to give chase.

Wen Xuan, who had been secretly pleased with herself, frowned deeply upon hearing the others' words and finding herself surrounded by several burly, middle-aged men.

The other teachers in the office clearly perked up. Although none of them looked up directly, one by one, they very obviously pricked up their ears.

Furthermore, Wang Ke had secretly tried covering the area with his divine soul, but he found it difficult to probe every corner; almost everywhere he turned, he encountered some mysterious, inexplicable resistance.

They say seeing is believing, but I have no way to confirm if what she showed me was real or fake, so I still don't quite believe in that method of death.