Chapter 155: Clues of the Dragon Scale

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"Saying thank you for the help is standing on too much ceremony." Aunt Wang gave her a careful side-eye, flicking the silk handkerchief in her hand with a somewhat haughty air.

Xi'er had her own calculations. Currently, the Prince's Mansion had only one Princess Consort, and aside from handling affairs, Yan Fusu spent all his other time with her.

Jiuniang's medical skills were not inferior to ancient medicine; Fusu had already recovered for the most part and would be completely healed after resting for some more days.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She began to ponder: since she could see those things, was there anything she could do? For instance, taking that fellow who only knew how to eat to get rid of the ghosts and monsters in the mansion? But she had already been dismissed; how could she get back into the mansion?

Her expression turned somewhat troubled, and she thought to herself: That old scoundrel Cangyan, knowing full well that Miss Feng Linglan's fate hung by a thread yet forcing this bitter chore upon me, has truly harmed me terribly.

Feng Linglan stretched lazily. As the banquet dispersed, Lan Qingyu drank a cup of fruit wine and fell directly asleep, while Cangyan took him back to his room. The remaining three walked around the courtyard to sober up from the wine.

Old Madam Shi's single remark made her freeze instantly. Her beautiful eyes looked sharply at the shrewd-looking Old Madam Shi, her thin lips pressed together as she walked step by step toward the living room.

Accepting the card from the waiter just moments ago, she drove swiftly through the night toward a four-story western-style building in the suburbs.

"Did you see that? This is the ugly face of humanity, how amusing!" Lisheng said with a giggle.

"My lord, this subordinate is completely ignorant of the Maple Red Manor. If they get involved, it will inevitably feel unfamiliar, and I'm afraid problems might arise. I ask my lord to instruct me." Shen Hao said, bowing deeply once more. Pang Ban came from the Golden Sword Guard of Maple Red Manor, so naturally, Shen Hao had to consult him to learn about the manor's affairs.

The moment the words fell, Leng Lingyun's hand overflowed with a golden surge of spiritual energy, wrapping tightly around the iron hammer.

"I didn't mean it that way. If I said something wrong, I apologize to you. But how could you think I'm ridiculous? Aren't we friends?" Hearing those words, Murong Xue felt more or less hurt.

Early the next morning, Murong Xue rubbed her arms, which were sore from lying face down. Looking at the still-neat bed, she got up with some surprise: Shangguan Mo didn't come back last night?

However, Ye Chen reached out his hand and flicked lightly. Instantly, a blade of spiritual energy slashed directly toward a certain spot on Blood Hand, severing his root completely.

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Within another few breaths, Ye Chen actually killed the remaining few black skeleton warriors simply and directly, one punch at a time, leaving many disciples deeply shocked.

At this moment, I had no choice at all. Therefore, I had prepared myself: even if it was one against two, I could not let Beller get involved. His injuries had not yet fully healed, and if he were to be injured again, I truly would have failed him.

"Alright, Niannian, you don't need to say anything more. I understand." There is no despair greater than a dead heart; at this moment, Meng Fanlang was pretty much in such a state.

According to Ye Chen's estimation, the possibility of the people from the Heavenly Underworld Palace hiding Su Ximeng in this Dibao Prefecture was still quite high.

My entire mecha unit endured this fierce collision, and various mechas suffered varying degrees of damage.

Levis thought of Rong Jinzhi, who sacrificed himself for the refugees of Nanshitou eighty years ago. The peace bought with the blood and lives of our predecessors must be guarded by this generation with their blood and lives as well.

From the landing site to Youzhou City, it was a distance of at least three hundred miles. Despite the horses being continuously swapped out, after marching through the entire night, they had barely managed to arrive beneath the walls of Youzhou City. However, by this time, most of the horses were utterly exhausted and on the verge of death, and the soldiers were worn out as well.

The amethyst stone coffin had no lid, but there were no corpses inside whatsoever—it was completely empty.

Nanri Xiang's choice was very simple. That automatic rifle was definitely going to be used, so she simply tucked four pistols onto her body and filled herself up with ammunition. Everything else was not very important to her.

A victorious army first ensures the conditions for victory and then does battle; a defeated army always engages in battle first and then hopes for luck amidst a bitter struggle.

"Hmph! If you dare to try this again, I guarantee the punishment will be three times worse!" The cloaked man spat out a fierce warning, waved his arms, and whipped his snow-white cloak back into a white cloud, vanishing with a "whoosh."

However, the expected sweeping low kick did not come as scheduled; instead, his backside was suddenly kicked.

Ximen Qing gave a silly laugh, playing hide-and-seek with Taishikun while holding his bowl; the uncle spat and turned his head with a large palm covering his eyes; Taishikun looked at this one and then at that one, breaking out in a cold sweat instantly.

The moment she saw Qin Yuan charging at her head-on, her mind involuntarily recalled every little detail of the moments she had shared with Qin Yuan.

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Cheng Lingsu remained silent. Temujin would never speak without reason; when facing difficulties, one must endure—this was entirely correct. But what did "profound and meticulous" refer to?

Seeing them nod, Lin Tao also breathed a sigh of relief. With a major battle impending, being able to muster even a fraction more strength was a good thing.

It is said that after Xu Hui and Luo Binwang arrived at Songzhou, they gathered the righteous men of Songzhou at the tomb of the King of Song to discuss rising in revolt. However, due to the rush of events and inadequate preparation, the date for the uprising was postponed again and again, and even after half a year, no fixed date had been set.

The third round began. With the hole cards dealt, Lin Tao received an Ace, his luck as good as ever. The official surnamed Wang received a six, glanced at it, and placed it on the table.

It was just that if one were to provoke the Great Dragon, they would not only fly into a rage but also hold a grudge. Therefore, never think the Young Island Master is easy to bully; this was the true ultimate overlord of Evil Flood Dragon Island, an existence no one could afford to offend.

Earlier at Nami Hall, Mufan had already instructed Qingluan and Hongluan that they did not need to guard Bao'er tonight and let them go back to rest.

Lianchen Junyi did not want the police to find them—at least not before they boarded the plane, the police must not find them.

"Starting today, you are my official disciple. I will use three years to forge you into a ninja entrusted with heavy responsibilities." Jiraiya.

Reincarnation... living a second life—to everyone, this must undoubtedly be a sheer fantasy.

She calmed her mind, not thinking about other things. It seemed as though only she herself existed between heaven and earth. Aside from the longing hidden deep within her heart, there was nothing else in her mind.

"To create a ninjutsu surpassing the Rasengan, you must master chakra's nature transformation and shape transformation." Kakashi.

However, he did hold a deep admiration for Mandalay. Traveling there would certainly suit Zhou You's tastes well.

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