Chapter 36: Two Blinded Sycophants

“We want you to go to the police station and tell them that Sister Yanyan really did mention the matter of taking photographs to you before, but you had simply forgotten and mistakenly taken that group of people for villains.”

“Shuyue, you shouldn’t blame Sister Yanyan either. You have no idea how difficult her childhood was. At the age of five, her family sold her to an old crippled man as a child bride. Now she’s pregnant, and the reason she hired people to take pictures of you was also for the sake of the three of us brothers. She didn’t want you to cling to us…”

As Song Shiyu spoke, he suddenly—

“Yu’er, I…” Sensing Yuchi You’s anxiety, Zhong Qing was speechless for a moment and ultimately could not continue.

Xiao Rang’s heart was filled with resentment and unwillingness. He was a natural-born cultivator, yet he could not even deal with a dead puppet. All he could do was watch helplessly as those loyal, righteous men died for nothing.

The three magical treasures rapidly enlarged in Li Cailian’s pupils, while the fierce wind they generated left her unable to breathe.

“Do you feel wronged? In Zhenjiang, you are the president of the distinguished Beichen Group, yet now you have to toil and hurry about with me through this land of smoke and gunfire,” Qiu Shaoze asked.

Although “Three Thousand Thunderclaps” was only a fragment of an earth-grade movement art, within the span of a few breaths Qin Tian had already gained a wound on his arm that ran deep enough to expose the bone, blood streaming from it.

“Hehe, simple? Once you call me Lord Qin Tian, I’ll be your master.” Qin Tian wore an evil, seductive smile.

“Brother! Do you see this? Everyone’s happier today than they are during the New Year…” Cao Ribeng could not help sighing. He turned toward me, his eyes shining with excitement. “All of this is because of you!” I did not reply, merely giving a modest smile. Seeing the joyful people around me, I felt a surge of satisfaction and pride in my heart.

Xiao Rang was still holding up fairly well, feeling only somewhat strained. But the dark-faced Mad Cultivator was already tottering on the verge of collapse. He was half-kneeling on the ground, the black aura and sinister wind having already seeped into his body. His breathing and movements had slowed, his head throbbed with dizziness, and if this continued for even a moment longer, he would surely die.

About a minute later, another fork appeared ahead. Yet, like the previous two forks, it was not merely a crossroads; Crow Men and Parrot Men were there as well.

Haha, scared now, are you? Let’s see if you dare provoke me again! Zhong Qing’s eyes gleamed with sly delight. Should she take the opportunity to have a little tactile advantage? She merely thought about it, but her arms and legs instinctively carried it out.

At that time, the patron was enjoying imperial favor and had broken the rules to rise to the rank of consort in a very short time, receiving many rewards. Having seen too many fine things and grown jaded, she no longer cared for the objects she had once loved, so she casually gave them to this girl.

“Chenxiang will not blame you.” Shangguan Honglie naturally knew what Feng Yufei was thinking. Although he still did not understand exactly what place Chenxiang held in Feng Yufei’s heart, it was clearly an important one.

Because Xiahou had not chosen to avoid the crowds, quite a few people noticed him along the way, though few were surprised.

The waterspout split apart in the middle and scattered toward both sides. After moving another nautical mile forward, it completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

For example, suppose the team that came was AC Milan, but all the players were from the club’s third-string squad—some of them had not even played in the league.

Chu An could only attend to his own business. He chose to ignore Brother Monkey, but Brother Monkey had no intention of ignoring him.

Lu Hao was not pursuing academic achievement, but Taoist arts. Once I mastered them and made a name for myself throughout the world, perhaps my parents would be proud of me.

On the pitch, Arsenal endured a hammering like a barrage of raindrops. This also confirmed Wenger’s judgment: if he had substituted a defensive player just now, Arsenal’s back line might well have been torn apart.

“Ying, take Chenxiang away.” With his other hand, Shangguan Honglie gently stroked Feng Yufei’s cheek and gave the order in a calm voice.

Deng Shichang’s words were perfectly reasonable. After all, they had not seen one another for such a long time, and as his students, they naturally missed their teacher very much.