Chapter 148: A Desperate Gamble

Inside the vat was wine, and soaking within it were two people!
Names were pasted on the outside of the wine vats.
Coroner Yan stepped forward, his expression turning cold. "Beasts!"
Coroner Yan and the bailiffs fished the corpses out.
Bai Huan quietly stepped back.
She understood that these were simply the extraction techniques commonly used by perfumers.
Seeing the conditions of the various corpses, she realized these monsters were using living lives for experiments. It was utterly cruel.
Looking around the basement, except for—
However, under Lian Yuncheng's steady guidance, everyone eventually came to submit to him, raising no excessive objections over the matter.
Everyone began to get busy. Most of them failed to separate the egg yolks from the whites on their very first egg, as it was exceedingly difficult to do so. The yolks would invariably slide into the bowls meant for the whites.
Lian Yuncheng, moreover, was exceptionally ruthless, wielding the absolute heavenly arts of Qingcheng like a blazing fire, cutting down hundreds of people with a single slash. Yet even so, they were still at a disadvantage, given the sheer disparity in numbers.

Meanwhile, beneath the moonlight, it was a very peaceful night. Everything was quiet around, but it was destined to be no ordinary night.
Although the Four-Frayed Cloud Sword of the Swordsman was in no way inferior to Ban Wushi's String Song, whether in level or magnificence, one thing was crystal clear to the Swordsman: it was time for him to raise his level.
In that very fraction of a second, Yu Qing had already kicked two Shaolin monks to the ground, tearing their robes with her sword.
Yet, given Qianshou's status, it seemed somewhat incredible that he was even aware of the existence of this Golden Immortal realm cultivator.
Precisely on the third day after that conversation, he confirmed that the so-called turn-of-the-century magician had indeed not lied. Qin Ge had truly received that ticket—the ticket was brand-new, but the tail number left him somewhat speechless.
At first, Sha Wujing naturally refused to believe it, because Zhu Bajie had told him that Qianshou was merely an ant who had not yet stepped into the realm of immortals.
"One thousand bottles is far too few. Go buy another five hundred immediately—no, buy another thousand more, and hand them all over to Wei'er to be chilled," said Department Head Kong.
"Brother Chuyan, I want that biggest and reddest flower." Young Xiao Ruo'an, wearing two adorable Manchu-style braided buns, pointed at the largest and reddest rose in the rose garden and said to Qin Chuyan.
His short black hair and athletic jacket, as he sat quietly there, instantly reminded Zhenxi of a morning from long, long ago.
Yet, as long as she remained on Yunxia's side, she would automatically be treated as a mortal enemy by his rivals.
Just as the Nightingale stood frozen in astonishment, the door opened once again, and an Anbu operative wearing a beak mask walked in from outside.

Xiao Ruo'an now had endless things to say the moment children were mentioned, already showing the demeanor of an expectant mother.
Gazing at the pitch-black circular portal, where the scenery shifted like the stars and shone as brightly as the sun and moon, no one knew what might happen after stepping through it.
Yet, for some reason, Ye Siqing beside them seemed a bit distracted; she appeared completely oblivious and unaware of the conversation between Ye Tianming and me.
Thinking of this, Ancestor Tianshi felt the notion was somewhat far-fetched. For a sliver of wood shavings' demonic Qi to make withered wood bloom anew was already a miracle; how could it possibly harm a demon fox?
Even though Grandma turned the red booklet over in her hands a hundred times, she still found it unreal, suspecting that Zhenxi was just fooling her to get her to have the surgery.
Ancestor Tianshi knew he shouldn't provoke the fool, so instead of stepping on the clouds, he followed Liu Sanshang in scaling the wall, though his movements were far more graceful than Liu's.
As for Ziyu, very few people actually knew her true identity. In this regard, she had handled things very well at the hospital. Most importantly, the former president of the First People's Hospital of Central Sea City was a close friend of her grandfather, and he helped conceal her identity.