23. Administering Medicine

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I deliberately steered the conversation back to what had happened on the road earlier, asking, "Guilan, weren't your eyes closed at the time? How could you tell whether it was terrifying or not?"

Lin stopped again, spinning around to survey his surroundings. Having confirmed that no monster had ambushed him, his mind struggled to process the situation. What on earth was going on?

As it turned out... in the time it took him to go downstairs, he had devoured five sausages. It seems I will have to buy more next time.

"Get lost!" Xu Huinan said with a dark expression. "I ordered for myself and Aoxue. Order your own and Gu Ming's." With that, he shoved the menu at Kuo and called over a waiter.

The entire village, with over a hundred souls, had been wiped out just like that. Even for Ancestor Yunshui, a killer by trade, there was a sense of pity. Though the Yunshui Tower dealt in death, they were not demons and did not slaughter indiscriminately.

"Slap!" Before Aojun could finish his sentence, a loud smack echoed through the air. The Aoxue sisters turned around.

The corpse-men were attacking, but the Freedom Justice Party was not slow to react. Almost simultaneously, the Golden Python Teams D through G were all deployed.

After Yan Le finished her phone call and shared what she had learned with Shi Meiyu, the two felt relieved enough to wait by the side of the road.

Erya wore an inscrutable expression, though in reality, she was struggling to recall the life lessons Li Hongmei had taught them. It seemed that was exactly what Sister-in-law had said.

"..." Shui Qingzhou lowered her eyelids, feeling deeply embarrassed inside while still forcing her expression to remain undisturbed.

The reason Yu Tianzu lingered in the capital and refused to go home was that the city was prosperous and incredibly "fun."

Lu Qi could never remain calm whenever this matter was brought up; her chest heaved violently, and her gaze, like a sharp blade, pierced straight toward Lu Zicheng.

"Nothing, I was just passing by." Cheng Qing’s voice was hoarse and his appearance haggard, like a frost-bitten eggplant, as if he had suffered a devastating blow.

Throughout this process, although the children's father occasionally held things back, all in all, it was not too bad.

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Lin Zifeng followed the tea’s direction and sat down at the table. Once seated, he looked up across the table to study Ye Chunhao carefully. Ye Chunhao met his gaze with a faint smile, remaining silent.

Not a single subtle expression from Xu Hongchang escaped Mo Changqing’s eyes. Seeing that the intimidation had been effective enough, he began to appeal to reason and dangle potential benefits.

Once the location was clear, more than an hour of the Weishi period had already passed; any longer and the meeting time would be missed.

Such things were reiterated many times each year by the Ningzhou Immortal King’s Mansion. Yet, there were still many who were weeded out in the first round of testing every year. There was never a shortage of those who were unwilling to give up, those hoping for luck, or those clinging to wishful thinking.

At this moment, he glanced curiously at Su Chen beside him, surprised to find that his expression showed no obvious change.

In any case, whether it was the Belle Group or the Rose Group, both were his own, and both were places for him to kill time when he was bored...

He had been in the underworld for so long, and apart from that terrifying fellow Yin Meng, this was the first time he had seen someone kill with silver needles—just like in a martial arts movie; it was unbelievable.

"Alright, I won't punish you further. As long as you can listen to me properly now, that's fine." Tian Ye said, thinking he was in the right.

"Is this your method? How boring! I don't know who your father is, but today I can tell you for sure that he has been ruined by you." Si Qiyu said, even more arrogantly than A-Zhong.

"Fine, then when are we heading out?" Actually, I really wanted to see the beauty of Heaven Lake. It seems I’ll have to wait until tonight to see it now.

"So, can we really choose how we die?" At this moment, Su Chen, standing to the side, spoke up.

He had something to say to him! Aegon felt a chill in his heart. What could it be? Was it that his lies regarding Bran’s fall had been discovered, or had his fabrication about Joffrey plotting to assassinate Bran been exposed?

Ji Mingyu was a festering sore on Heng Yan’s body; squeezing it would leave a black scar, but leaving it alone was painful. Only by completely excising him from Heng Yan could Heng Yan find a bit of relief.

Previously, when she dug into other "cells," she could always find a pile of Pikachus. Why was there only one here?

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Meanwhile, Lan Tian had also made a discovery. In a few days, she hadn't found solid evidence, but she had identified the most suspicious target.

Yang Feng was well aware of his own situation. If he went inside and even the Bodhi tree couldn't suppress the demonic heart, he would turn into a member of the demon race. He absolutely could not take that risk.

Although he didn't understand what "extreme mode" meant, it sounded quite impressive, and trying it out wouldn't hurt.

Yang Feng walked out of the room with a calm face. Looking at Leng Yue nearby, he said, "Take good care of her!" Having said that, he snatched the intelligence from her hand and left.

"Damn it, this energy fluctuation definitely exceeds the Master level. Could there be powerful scavengers fighting nearby?" Su Yu’s expression changed, his first reaction being to avoid them.

Gu Weiwei smiled lightly into the microphone, waiting until the host and the film's creative team had retreated to the edge of the stage before she spoke.

Just as Pang De led two hundred cavalrymen in constant harassment of Beigong Boyu, the battle on the banks of the Jing River took a turn.

Gongsun Dutian was left completely bewildered, looking at Yang Feng’s sincere eyes, he even wondered if he had just misheard.

Having reached this point, he gestured with his chin toward Yao Chen’s soul and continued in the common tongue of the Dou Qi Continent.

Inside Huan Xuan’s canopy, Liu Tingyun handed a piece of watermelon to Huan Xuan. Huan Xuan, however, was staring unblinkingly at the people on the stage, his eyes bright and focused; he didn't even notice Liu Tingyun’s gesture.

Anyone who could not endure the forced march today would be eliminated immediately. Conversely, those who remained after meeting the training standards today would not be eliminated if they failed to meet future standards, but they would be required to undergo mandatory intensive training until they hit the mark.