Volume 1, Chapter 64: Sent to the Police Station

"My kitchen knife has no eyes. Let's see who dares to court death!" Her voice was shrill and piercing, laden with threats.

You only have one life; who would dare to make a joke of it?

"I was meditating in the sanctuary for three days and missed the ceremony. My apologies, Officer!" Wang Mo still cooperated fully to state the truth.

Really, playing the same hero all the time is just too boring and depressing; Dian Kun was getting sick of playing LeBlanc and playing as himself.

His life had been so smooth-sailing that even he found it hard to believe, and he wanted to do some good deeds to give himself peace of mind.

The song and dance extravaganza on West Street in Jinguang City was an entertainment strip bringing together various types of cabarets, magic shows, animal acrobatic troupes, and more.

After listening to it, the Spicy Teacher even felt a bit unconfident, as what was said sounded remarkably feasible.

Sitting there was a man dressed entirely in black, wrapped up tightly from head to toe.

Using this Mysterious Spirit Pill to stabilize the cultivation of the True Origin Realm carried some pressure, but since Qin Hao possessed the Devouring Sword Qi, there was no problem at all.

However, the robber boss was a Chosen One after all, and his reaction speed far exceeded that of ordinary people. The moment he was attacked, he reacted and immediately began to exert strength to resist.

Over the past few days, Gu Tingshen hadn't truly turned ruthless against them, so they all assumed he was about to compromise, which was why they remained relentless.

As the voice faded, a figure abruptly stepped out directly from beside Liu Ying.

Xiao Yifeng walked up to this Elder Qiu, waved one hand, and a wispy flame of Earthly Red Lotus fell upon Elder Qiu. Instantly, flames enveloped the old fellow's corpse, burning it until nothing was left.

"My mother told me that I possess the power of the fire seed, and no force can ever kill me," the Fire Kirin said with a serious expression.

"Alright, I admit it, the shaft furnace I designed did explode. Regardless of the reason for now, tell me first: did anyone die from this shaft furnace explosion? Did they die in this boiling molten iron? Tell me, did they?!" Zhang Nan shouted.

"I just used the money from the Eastern Palace to buy these." After saying this, Li Chengqian flipped open his quilt, revealing the things hidden underneath. Zhang Nan took a look and saw that they were all ornaments and treasures from the Turkic side, handicrafts made from bones of unknown origins—though, naturally, they didn't have the concept of handicrafts over there.

After pondering over and over, he still decided to ask about Chu Shiyu's attitude to see how she would respond to her own suspicions about him.

"You mean that wild girl?" A barely perceptible curve formed at the corner of Li Zixuan's lips. Birds of a feather really do flock together; thinking back to Consort Xue's lotus-gathering scene on the Lotus River back then, she was no less wild than that untamed girl! "Very well! I agree to your condition!" Li Zixuan withdrew his smile and paced toward the door.

"Ningning, are you nervous?" Seeing her remain silent for a long time, He Jiandong suddenly blurted out.

"Guess!" A glint of craftiness flashed across Li Ziyu's eyes, and he smiled brightly as he played coy with him, refusing to answer his question directly.

As for any Qimu Academy, before Ziyun University, it was merely like dust, completely unworthy of mention.

Powerful oppressive forces kept erupting, attempting to crush the power within Zhong Wukuang's body, but the Emperor Fire Blue Lotus directly burned away all suppression.

He looked at himself in the mirror over and over again. Outwardly, there seemed to be no change, yet he always felt as though he had aged a few more years.

Acting as the lookout, the moment he saw the Emperor appear, he returned to the room to notify the others, thus staging this grand performance.

Upon hearing this, Liu Hongshan's expression changed drastically, and he lunged toward Yan Sen. Yet, after taking only two steps, he found himself completely unable to move. Looking down, he saw his wife tightly clutching his legs with an expression full of rage.