45. The King of Curses (Part 6)

Having left his homeland far behind to come to the great Hua Nation, and with no one knowing anything about his past, it was indeed evident that this Liu Jiancheng harbored some hidden issues.

The Black Dragon Society members, reacting a beat too late, finally came to their senses and hurriedly rushed back to the hospital ward, only to find it completely empty, with no trace of Ma Rulong remaining.

"Gangzi, Siwen, the two of you go outside as well, and then check if there is any problem with the carriage," Xia Qingxiao instructed Gangzi and Siwen next.

On the contrary, seeing that Qu Xiaoxiao had not returned home for a long time, Guan Ju'er assumed that Qu Xiaoxiao felt too guilty to even come home and was too embarrassed to face everyone. Sharing this thought with the others, she and Andy unknowingly chose to forgive Qu Xiaoxiao in their hearts.

With a resolute look in her eyes, Zhang Linglong reached her free left hand into her bosom, pulled out a silver needle, and thrust it fiercely toward the top of her head.

Before these people could lunge in front of Yi Fengleng, they stepped directly into Chihua's liquid metal. The flowing liquid solidified the instant they stepped into it, anchoring their feet firmly to the ground so that they could no longer pull them out.

However, things could not go as desired. Because his shoulder had been pierced by Lin Jie, he had already lost a massive amount of blood, and coupled with the continuous tossing and turning earlier, Zheng Zixin was now on the verge of fainting.

In truth, Yan Shao'an really did not want to go, but who could blame the fact that the other party was the young master of the Phantom Sect? If he still wanted to make a living within the Phantom Sect, he had no choice but to obey.

The next day, these people shouldered their packs and marched deep into the mountains. This time, they truly learned what hardship meant. Water, food, tents, and all sorts of other items had to be carried on their backs. By noon, they finally reached the spot where they had turned back yesterday, and everyone was utterly exhausted.

Although the eldest of the Zhou family was usually considered somewhat lacking in wits, he had now calmed down and detected the subtle clues of the matter.

Zhang Ming pulled with both hands, revealing pitch-black threads, which he whipped out through the wooden wall, piercing right through it.

"I guessed just like you that when he called, it was definitely to talk about this." After saying this, Fu Yuqing made a shushing gesture toward Alice.

Tong Xiaodi drove home, bypassing her usual route and taking a detour to the Xi City Public Convenience Service Hall, where the Civil Affairs Bureau offices were located.

"I understand all the preceding parts, but what is the deal with this regional discrimination?" Wu Xinxin could not fathom for the life of them what those HR personnel were thinking.

According to her original plan, upon first entering the workplace, she wanted to keep a low profile. However, since things had already reached this point, it did not matter anymore.

Wu Xinxin pressed a hand down on her to stop her from talking too much; if people were willing to volunteer information, it was fine, but if they weren't, they shouldn't pry.

Yet, less than thirty seconds later, he realized that Lou Siyun had called precisely to confirm this very matter.

However, when Gu Tiancheng brought Xia Shuying down into the water, the water was bone-chillingly cold, causing both of their hearts to sink rapidly. Yet, the sheer will to survive forced them to push aside these concerns. They dared not slacken in the slightest—escaping with their lives was paramount.

Gu Tiancheng and Lin Yifan completely ignored her. Without another word, one on each side, they supported her and walked toward the hospital. Though called supporting, in reality, the greater part of Xia Shuying's body was leaning against Gu Tiancheng, meaning he was practically embracing her as they headed for the hospital.

Teacher An Yuan had just dropped a hint during the morning assembly, mentioning that the difficulty of this final exam would not be low, and right after that, the math teacher emphasized it once more in class.

Qingshi County and Jiulian County to the north, as the major grain-producing and tax-revenue counties of Tianze Prefecture, had magistrates holding the rank of official rank six rather than rank seven.

At this moment, although he felt it was extremely discourteous to forcibly remove Liu Kuan from the bridge deck, he also judged this to be the choice most beneficial to the Great Ming Empire.

Buying even the lightest golden hairpin would cost ten taels of silver... Fortunately, Ye Daquan now had wages, and when the time came, he could borrow a little from his mother, which should be just about enough.

He wanted to check whether, aside from the "preferred signing rights" mentioned by the other party, there were any additional hidden clauses or hidden landmines in the contract.

Thus, he dropped his burly frame right into the middle table, startling several pairs of mandarin ducks nearby who cast sideways glances at him, wondering what a single dog was doing coming here.

As for his mobile banking wallet, it was completely clean; Feng Mu had never activated that feature at all.

Regrettably, she could do nothing, for she was already in the state of a soul—how could she possibly avenge her own grievances?

Later on, after finishing dinner when she had free time, she would bring her grandmother along to take walks here.

Fang Xiu watched the carriage disappear around the street corner, calmly brushed the snowflakes off his clothes, and reopened his umbrella.

Han Ling and Chen Haohan did not waste words, attacking from left and right. In the blink of an eye, the two security guards were sprawling on the ground, wailing miserably.

Dong Shuang pressed against Ren Ming's chest, beating upon it as she wept. Her cries gradually grew uninhibited, only to be muffled once more as Ren Ming pressed a hand over her mouth.

As Xue Rengui's blood was slowly transfused into Zhang Da'an's body, his breathing gradually grew steady as well.

Originally, I didn't want to beat you up, but since you have so much gold, how could I not?

However, high-grade spells were severely lacking, and even experts who passed the Honor Roll found it difficult to obtain them. Such inheritances were mostly controlled by the superpower figures across various subduing-demon mountains; one certainly could not simply go and snatch them by force.

Yet I was not the only one rushing to finish my homework—the vast majority of the class, probably around eighty percent of the students, were racing against the clock to finish their assignments.

To this end, what Zhang Jingtao worried about most was a nation lacking a core strength, and he worried even more about a nation using crooked paths as its core strength. Only a nation with a true core strength could be a cohesive nation; hence, Zhang Jingtao believed that democracy must have a foundation.

At this sight, Bai Miaoci's hands trembled and his expression turned extremely ugly. Clearly, he bitterly regretted stepping forward to be the hero today.