Chapter 99: She Faces the Murderer Head-On Without Hesitation!

The next day, the news about "Xu Yunzhuo" fighting the thug somehow went viral. Coupled with the security footage clearly showing the wounds on Pei Qiaonian’s body, everyone confirmed that this trending topic was indeed true.

“Holy shit, this sister is really fierce. She doesn’t shy away from a murderer; she charges straight in!”

“Did you see the scene photos? There’s a pool of blood, and she even said it wasn’t hers but the murderer’s. She stabbed him once—truly impressive. If it were me, the blade probably wouldn’t have left his chest.”

Ye Erruo wiped her tears and pinched the bridge of her nose, feeling thoroughly exhausted.

“Alright.” She weakly shook her head, worry evident in her eyes as she looked at Ye Hui, who was still entangled in midair with Ye Yu.

Mu Chenghuan couldn’t help but feel moved. To deceive those around Mo Xiuchen, he had indeed put in a great deal of effort.

Looking at the intact dragon egg, Li Xiaoyao was dumbfounded. The dragon’s blood was powerful, but what was this about the hatching rate?

Tian Feng recalled his time serving under the old lord and the third young master, his eyes suddenly lighting up. “I’ve never agreed with any of your views, but this time, you’ve really hit the mark.”

Han Donglai and he had arranged to spend the New Year together long ago. So yesterday’s visit to the Rong family must have been for a reason—no way was it just for fun flying around in the sky.

Ye Erruo pressed her lips together, making a final struggle. Unable to convince Mo Jiangye, she had no choice but to divert his attention onto herself.

“What’s wrong? Is it about the explosion? Did the military district come after you?” Wu Dao leaned on the rooftop railing and asked Xiaocheng sideways.

Nangong Hen disdainfully kicked the young man with the yin-yang hairstyle aside. “You’re not even worth a toe on his foot. Get lost!” Then she turned around and looked at Wu Dao with a hint of amusement.

On the bed, the person posing as “Gao Xuan” suddenly erupted a fierce aura after being stabbed by the knife. Soon after, a series of explosive sounds echoed throughout the room.

Why are the heart cultivation methods of the Sacred, Imperial, and Dao tiers increasingly rare and precious? Besides their extraordinary training speed, this is closely tied to the hidden rule insights within them. Grasping the power of rules is incredibly difficult; except for prodigies with outstanding talent, less than one in ten thousand cultivators at the peak of Demon Kings can master them.

“What!” Lan turned around in a panic. The wild bull had already jumped in front of her.

“Hunting—must hunt immediately to make up for one’s losses!” Countless thoughts flashed through Lang Yuntai’s mind.

If this had happened under normal circumstances, Yan Xian’er would have coldly ignored it. But times had changed. Gao Wan had repeatedly made advances toward her and nearly compromised her virtue. Hence, she loathed him deeply. Hearing Yan Song and the others’ conversation, she felt both vindicated and secretly pleased.

The person Li Sheng called Zhang Waizi was none other than the burly man saved by Chu Zifeng and the others, shirtless and bare-chested.

It sounded extravagant, but in reality, he was miserly beyond belief. In such a remote countryside with nothing, how much could he possibly spend?

Amen opened his eyes and saw Yuan Shu standing before him. The umbrella in his hand opened up, forming a protective wall that blocked the wild bull’s attack this time.

But if a peak-level fifth-grade Dark Demon King were to probe them, Locke couldn’t guarantee whether the wind attribute fighting energy, as the source of his original power, would remain concealed.

After escorting Locke and the others here, fourth-grade knight Ilyesha promptly left. As the acting deputy commander of the Fourth Army Corps of the Alliance, she had been very busy lately.

“Not bad. I myself cultivate the Dragon Extreme Technique, which was obtained from the Zhuge family 117 years ago. Unfortunately, I am now 163 years old and still only at the twelfth level of the realm,” Huo Da said with a smile.

This somewhat mediocre team appearing here was likely seeking the protection of the sects outside the city gates.

Soon after, a faint spiritual energy fluctuation came from Li Qianhong’s residence. Then a flash of white light vanished, leaving behind only a headless corpse inside.