Chapter 55: Jiang Qin widened her eyes, her heart skipping a beat.

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That was quite a heavy accusation to throw at someone.

Jiang Qin looked at Huo Sili, the anger in her heart flaring up fiercely, and for a moment, she really wanted to punch him.

In the end, however, she let the thought go, because it was obvious that if it really came to a physical fight, she was no match for him at all.

Yet the irritation lingered. Without quite knowing what she was doing, Jiang Qin lowered her gaze and stared at the gleaming surface of Huo Sili's leather shoes.

"Then how can you still be so arrogant?" The seductive expression on Zhao Da's face vanished abruptly, replaced by the vicious cruelty of a starving wolf.

The Xianghong Dan, which he had once thought capable of threatening her, turned out upon closer reflection to be nothing more than child's play in his eyes, entirely unworthy of mention.

"Hell? Malevolent spirits? What kind of utter nonsense is that? You're telling me not to mind other people's business? What right do you have to speak to me like that?" When dealing with outsiders, Lie Yang lived up to his name, as overbearing as the scorching midday sun.

Rong Yan still did not let go. Instead, he tilted his face, using his slender, peach-blossom eyes to thoroughly appraise her from head to toe over and over again.

"Damn sharp-tongue, what kind of temper are you throwing now?" Yao Qingmu slowly got out of bed, feeling her steps a bit unsteady. Walking over to the bronze mirror, she saw her own face flushed red like a monkey's backside.

"Fine, I'll give Deng Zi a call later. The guy didn't come to me when he had something on, but had you pass the message instead. What? Do you think there's a generation gap between us now?" Li Chen feigned anger and patted Li Junrui's shoulder lightly as he spoke.

How could he bear to make Yun Duoduo sad? He had told himself that he would never let Yun Duoduo shed another tear.

"Father, His Highness and the others have had a long and tiring journey; it would be better to discuss these state affairs after a meal," Meng Fang said as she walked in from outside. She had already changed into a long, casual yellow dress that lent her an added touch of gentleness and charm.

Rainfall's smile was full of indifference, but his gaze turned serious as he thrust a fist straight upward.

Li Ke chuckled coldly along with him, thinking to himself: Even if you know, what can you do? With the backing of His Imperial Majesty, there is no way you can escape the palm of my father's hand.

The seven figures dropped unceremoniously right in front of Lei Li and his four companions, expressions of shock flashing across their faces. Evidently, several of them recognized Lei Li and the others.

Drawing the Dragon Sword, Reinhardt repeated the exact same motion he had been using against vampires for the past two months.

"I'll try my best." Qiu Shaoze lacked absolute confidence, feeling somewhat guilty deep down—after all, this was the Demonic Sword.

Saltpeter was, after all, an unrefined ore and required processing before it could be used. Li Shen did not know how to extract ammonium bicarbonate; extracting around forty percent pure saltpeter from a thousand-gram lump of crude ore would already be considered a decent result.

The Wind Emperor was completely unable to speak. At that moment, a flicker of astonishment and disbelief finally appeared in his eyes.

"Who are you?" I gazed at the other person with strict vigilance. To be able to appear behind me without making a sound—this person's strength secretly startled me, and the tone of voice just now carried a trace of familiarity.

Regret? If it was a path chosen by oneself, and if one died honorably on the battlefield, there probably wouldn't be time to regret it.

Sure enough, upon hearing Han Xu say this, Wu Xiaojie stopped talking. The sound of footsteps grew closer and closer. We all concealed ourselves inside the prison, waiting simply for this fellow to approach so we could capture him in one fell swoop. I turned my head to look at the Phantom King Han Dongliang, and seeing him nod with a relaxed expression, I finally let my guard down just a little.

Reasoning: At the time of the incident, he had been hypnotized; five protective amulets used as mediums for hypnosis were discovered within the convoy. Therefore, it can be concluded that the monk went to the convoy with premeditation to place the amulets on the vehicles. On the very night the accident occurred, that driver unfortunately became cannon fodder because he was running the final shift.

As soon as the divine light emerged, it stirred the moisture of heaven and earth. The water-attribute spiritual Qi rushed toward it frantically, just like subjects paying homage to an emperor, overbearing and peerless.