33 Catching the Evil Human Who Poisoned the Food

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Then, the group confidently led the tall deceased in a different direction, with Yang Fan naturally following stealthily all the way.

Often, what one fears most is exactly what happens. Although the old master Mo Zhong unleashed all his strength as much as possible, the instant his hand touched Yang Fan’s knife-wielding hand, the overwhelming heaviness made him realize he simply couldn’t hold on.

By noon the next day, a rock fortress unique to the Dwarf Clan was discovered atop a hill. Its presence here was a declaration to the world of ownership over this land.

Lu Tianyu was very curious about what good news could be so eagerly anticipated by all the classmates, who seemed so excited they might faint. He didn’t know that whenever the homeroom teacher promised to announce “good news,” it was always inspiring; “bad news,” on the other hand, was always extremely troublesome.

Yang Fan couldn’t wait any longer. With only a week left, waiting any longer would surely cause changes on West Ze Island.

The instructor, face covered, stood beside the dean, her eyes radiating an indescribable sorrow.

The fierce wind tore apart the massive dust cloud rising slowly, scattering it completely.

He suddenly reached out with his right hand into the void, as if grasping at nothingness, then pulled hard. In that instant, he forcibly drew forth the terrifying War Heaven Divine Halberd. Immediately, the dreadful weapon disrupted the space around it.

The rat demons screamed wildly, clutching their heads and rolling desperately on the ground. The ants fell in swarms, motionless thereafter. Their fragile souls could not withstand the magical assault and shattered in an instant.

In fact, the guard captain had long received instructions from superiors: if he encountered Caesar or his messenger, he was to harass or even humiliate them but under no circumstances let them step into the royal capital. Yet, faced with this bloodthirsty knightly order, the captain lacked the courage to draw his sword.

Such shock caused Situ Aotian to look at Wu Yi with awe and respect. People often fear the unknown and mysterious, so at this moment, Situ Aotian truly doubted Wu Yi’s identity.

After activating this supreme bloodline, the Iron Tyrant Dragon Immortal God’s cultivation at the Nine Transformations realm could rival those of the Immortal Saint realm.

“All right! What is this supposed to be? Do you want to be laughed at by outsiders?” The middle-aged man with large eyes frowned as Luo Yujiao and Liao Miaozhu seemed on the verge of a bigger quarrel.

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Looking at the scattered items on the ground, Lin Ke sat down with a thud, still trembling as he spoke.

An Yu gave a gentle push, and the man fell out like a sack. He glanced briefly at everyone before pulling Yuan Yi to continue forward.

Though arrogant and conceited, he knew well the terrifying power of the Five Elements Golden Body.

That was why he maintained an extremely confident and proud demeanor. But the moment Lin Ke rejected him, his expression turned sour.

“Come to my office after class! But for now, sit down!” Not wanting to delay the lesson, Han Youwei shot Tong Miaomiao a stern look.

Under Grom’s lead, several orcs dug up a lunch tree. Timing it right, they worked simultaneously: Grom took one tree, the others took another, and both sides lifted their lunch trees and ran.

After eating some chocolate, Amei turned around and saw the two still caught in their intense ritual. She had no choice but to turn back.

Though Fang Zigui acted well, he couldn’t fully conceal his displeasure, which Ying Hui noticed. At this moment, Ying Hui felt the atmosphere was a bit awkward, but Guan’er seemed unaffected, chatting cheerfully about the Tongji University student club.

Tang Ren said nothing and immediately had Song Qingchao carried into Lin Tao’s room nearby.

This time, even though Tang Anran had anticipated countless possibilities in advance, her body could not keep pace with her mind and was crushed by her father’s overwhelming strength.

Li Yue looked worriedly at Su Tianyuan, knowing that researchers generally shouldn’t drink alcohol, especially a young top expert like Su Tianyuan, who should abstain completely.

The Lu family was considerate toward the You family, placing her last, knowing her mood was complicated and that she couldn’t handle significant responsibilities, so they made a firm arrangement themselves.

“Of course we planned ahead. With our country’s development right before our eyes, we must adapt to the times,” Lin Yun answered confidently.

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“Class, the teacher has no time today. If you still want answers, you can come to see me after five o’clock tonight,” Elder Lin announced as he stepped forward.

Of course, even though Golden Dragon Company was doing well, it only had a certain investment capacity. After all, it had been established for just one year with a limited market scale. Building one branch was feasible, but establishing a second within a year would be difficult, inevitably requiring bank loans or Lin Yun to invest more money.

Over the endless ages, it continuously devoured matter and extinguished life, growing like a living being with near limitless expansion, something even the rulers could not stop.

“Madam Shui, you just mentioned unrest at the border. I’m quite curious about what’s going on,” Wang Xu suddenly said during their march.

Now he had no choice but to leave that large house and face the storm outside. He would open his arms to shelter his clan and all who followed and supported him under his wings.

In fact, appeals were most likely futile, but Li Wei wanted to make a gesture; he was not someone who only accepted punishment.

Du Gou and his group’s journey went fairly smoothly, but by the time they reached Luoyang City, it was already late February.

Zhang Song was so frightened by Wang Lei’s words that he glanced anxiously around. Seeing everyone’s attention on Liu Xun, he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to Wang Lei.

“Tian Jin, you can’t beat me. Come with me,” Xie Yan said, blocking her spear with his sword. The wind blew his hair across his forehead, blurring his vision.

Xi Bao sighed softly. No wonder Zhu Jin was driven away. If she had insisted on persuading her to leave Young Master Yunshu as planned, she probably would have been cast out herself.

But just as the fans continued to revel in their dreams, the situation on the field suddenly changed again.