Chapter 60 Strange

To grow into that level of combat power, Wang Lin still had a lot to do. The most immediate way to improve was to get his hands on the Heavenly Fire of the Heavenly Fire Sect.

He had to go on that Heavenly Fire trial; it was the key to achieving even greater combat strength.

Wang Lin's heart was burning with fervor now. Away from the Xuanshui Sect, those vexing matters seemed to have completely vanished.

Seeing Old Li again, he felt an immense sense of warmth, even contemplating how to help in the future...

He did not know the exact appearance of the Seven-Absolutes Wonderful Monk Wuhua and the Honest Monk, but he did know what the Ephemeral Blossom looked like. Besides, even though he had never seen the Seven-Absolutes Wonderful Monk Wuhua in person, who among those who had read the original work did not know that Wuhua was a super handsome guy?

The veteran did not answer immediately, and the atmosphere suddenly grew somewhat serious. Feeling a bit puzzled, I turned to look at the veteran's expression, only to find his brows already tightly knitted. Clearly, he had already seen what was going on inside, and... I feared it was not simple.

At Muye, ever since Qin Yi's ordered night raid failed, the two generals Peng Ji and Xin Zi held their ground and refused to come out. Qin Yi attacked for several days continuously, and although he inflicted heavy losses on Peng Ji and Xin Zi, he still failed to shake their foundation, failing even to breach the second inner defense of the Muye fortress.

Since she was not dead, did that mean there was no murderer among them at all, and everything was merely a prank orchestrated by the person before them?

Hearing this voice, I immediately felt a wave of frustration. But then again, if things were truly as simple as I imagined, the veteran and the scholar wouldn't need to be here deliberating.

Compared to the situation at the factory earlier, the emotions of the injured victims' families at the hospital were relatively stable, with no overly aggressive words or actions. The injuries themselves were not particularly severe either; aside from two critical cases, the rest were minor injuries. Furthermore, it had already been confirmed that those critically injured were out of danger and would not suffer any permanent disability.

That made things even worse. Riding on Han Xingchuan's coattails for publicity was even more repulsive than starring in his movie. Once again, Wei Yu found herself at the center of public opinion, being dragged out by netizens to be cursed three times a day.

When Selina first arrived in the capital, she disappeared for two days—that was when she went to invite him. No one else knew about this except Hao Xin.

Zhang Ju had once said that Feng Kaixuan was the student with the most competitive mindset she had ever taught, and he would definitely go far down this path.

In the past, when she was all sweet and obedient, he found her annoying; now that she was revealing her true nature, he still found her annoying.

Just as she was beginning to get a slight grasp on the first question, her peripheral vision suddenly caught a boy diagonally ahead turning a page.

Xin carefully examined the girl. Whoever had done this was truly vicious; her lumbar spine was basically shattered, and her back bore messy, overlapping wounds resembling those from a torture rack, with the skin peeled outward and flesh mangled.

The log Yu Xiu was carrying was extremely thick and heavy, visually estimated to weigh at least three to four hundred catties. Being able to nimbly carry such a bulky log alone for so long was already an extraordinary feat.

Whether the kidnapper was driven to desperation by my beating or something else, he suddenly reached out and shoved me, causing me to stumble back several large steps.

"Can I meet your husband?" Qu Lang felt that he was one of the principal parties involved, and the impact of this incident on him must be immense.

Most of the young people were thinking this way, but Madam Lin and Zhao Nanhai quietly exchanged a glance.

After she left the resort, a crow waited until she was completely out of sight before spreading its wings and taking flight.

The moment she woke up, she saw Zheng Shuguang sitting by her bed. The man who originally looked only to be in his early forties now suddenly appeared as old as his actual age, with bloodshot eyes and a stubbly chin.

Looking at Fu Jingming's radiant and spirited appearance, Lou Yuqiong gave a slight, bitter smile. If her sister were still here, in their household, her sister would probably be treated as a treasure while everyone else was treated as mere grass.

With a rumble, the eighty-eight heavenly divine generals hidden within the Hantian Palace materialized, surrounding Jiuyou so tightly not even a drop of water could leak through.

He finally understood why Grandfather Haoyuan had never deigned to look at him, a young lord not even considered of concubine birth, for tens of thousands of years.

He merely described the "facts" of what he had experienced, though deep down he was well aware that the changes in Ningning's body were most likely the result of her spirit entity possessing it.

Before the pair of human-trafficking husband and wife could make a sound, Zhong Xiwang directly struck them unconscious with a hand chop.

"You and Brother Luo are getting more and more experienced. Since these are gifts for guests, we can't give them anything too shabby, or it will lower the shop's standards!" Chuchu reminded.

Everyone cleared a path. At the far end of the corridor, sitting on a luxurious single-person sofa in the shadows, was a tall and slender figure, radiating such intense chill that no one dared approach within five meters.

Even Wang Hao, due to his outstanding performance—aided by Gao Yue pressing the button for him—was granted exceptional admission as a martial artist.

Jiang Mi turned to look at Princess Jinning and found her smiling quite kindly at her. Jiang Mi quietly breathed a sigh of relief; fortunately, Princess Jinning was not angry with her, otherwise it would be quite a pity to lose a friend she had finally managed to get along with.

This was somewhat anti-human. Human respiration could not possibly become colder with each breath; when the temperature dropped, cellular activity decreased, and with lower cellular activity, how could physical fitness possibly improve?

"Bah! You're the ones who broke it, if not you, then who? You're the only ones who touched that thing today," cursed a burly, fierce-looking man.

Lady Sun was not a foolish person either. Hearing Yun Jingchu bring up the Prince of Zhennan and mention Mo Xiyuan, and then matching it with her pointed words, she immediately understood her meaning.

The household registration department was running smoother and smoother in his hands. Was it because of his superior ability? No, it was simply because he put more heart and effort into it than others.

Seeing this, Yun Jingchu was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. She had been so fierce just a moment ago, yet in the blink of an eye, she knew how to be scared.

Mentally tagging Luohua as difficult to get along with, she thought that compared to Qiankun and Yinyang, Luohua was simply too disobedient.

Next, she took out dried chili peppers, stir-fried them dry until crispy, roughly pounded them, and then heated up three to four hundred milliliters of oil in a wok, adding ginger slices, cinnamon, and other spices to stir-fry until fragrant.