Chapter 59: Accomplice to the Destruction of Evidence

"You—"

Looking utterly incredulous, Qian Yunyi's eyes widened as he stared at the beauty lying inches beneath him. He struggled to raise his hand, wanting to pull out the dagger buried in his neck, but his arm grew abruptly weak halfway up, and he finally collapsed heavily onto Jiang Zhuo.

Warm blood continued to gush out in a steady stream.

Losing all breath and movement, Qian Yunyi lay motionless.

Yet the knuckles of Jiang Zhuo's hand gripping the dagger were still trembling.

This was her first time killing someone.

Taking advantage of this momentary pause, Zhang Yihang kicked off violently with both legs, thrusting his sword forward in a fierce lunge. The blade brushed past the fluttering tablecloth, aiming straight for Wang Zhen's chest. He poured every ounce of his strength into this strike; if he missed, he would leave himself entirely within the range of Wang Zhen's lethal hidden darts—it was truly a do-or-die gamble.

The martial art Gao Deng used resembled the "Vitality-Enhancing Technique," yet it lacked the technique's obvious effects and severe side effects, nor was it difficult to execute. It simply required biting the tongue and combining it with a specialized internal energy formula.

Enveloped by the black aura, the majority of the cerebral blood vessels shriveled and coiled inward. The blood within these vessels seemed similarly affected by the dark mist, flowing sluggishly with a lifeless aura.

The cold jade from the seabed of the North Sea was as hard as iron, impervious to swords and sabers. Just as the flute and sword were about to clash, the opponent suddenly withdrew his longsword, tracing half a circle. With the sword tip trembling and gleaming with light, he lunged abruptly. Unable to clearly track the tip of the sword, Lu Jie was forced to take two steps back. Just as he evaded the blade, the jade flute suddenly thrust forward, aiming straight at Zhang Meilan's chest.

Jiang Nan smiled softly. Indeed, even on her birthday, she would rather spend it quietly with someone she truly cared about, rather than in such an exaggerated fashion as Mu Ranxiao's.

However, after seeing Lin Fei pull Yuan Weiting back from the gates of hell, they no longer doubted the efficacy of this prescription in the slightest.

"I was wondering why a green snake would wear a red dress," Russell blurted out, only to realize his mistake a second too late.

Therefore, when he heard Wu Ya's miserable scream amidst his drinking and chatting, he immediately sensed that something was amiss and rushed down the corridor with a dozen bodyguards in tow.

Having finished what she believed she ought to do, Jiang Nan felt as though all her strength had been drained away in an instant, and she collapsed flat onto the bed.

He could hardly believe what his eyes saw and his ears heard; Li Ke was actually waiting for Lin Fei and had even invited him to dinner.

It had already been agreed that this would be an encirclement operation. Divine General Du and Mu Yuicheng had both prepared to enter the village quietly without firing a shot, intending to deploy their flying swords once the encirclement was complete and rain down a barrage of spells directly from above.

Judging by Zhao Jingshan's demeanor, he seemed genuinely fond of Bai Ling'er. The two of them exchanged whispers from time to time, looking precisely like a newlywed couple.

Chen Haoran fell into deep thought. Logically speaking, the police station was a place where the righteous energy of heaven and earth converged; no ghost should ever dare to come here and cause havoc.

"Heh! We understand your feelings, sir. How about this: why don't you first go to the Overlord Gate to retrieve this Taiji Fruit, and then return to participate in the auction? That way, the timing will work out just right for the event."

"Heh! You're worried you'll just keep breaking through like this, aren't you?" After walking a short distance, Peak Master Mu Bingfeng stopped once more, turned her graceful body, and said.

With just a single glance, Chu Han's heart began to beat wildly and uncontrollably. Swallowing hard subconciously, he continued to read on.

Meanwhile, those who fancied their own formidable strength and remained unaffected by Chen煜's prior mental pressure looked on coldly at the unfolding scene.

Every single word of what had been said was already exhaustive, with only one detail withheld by Fahai, who chose not to disclose it to Bai Maonu.

The word "exquisite" was heavily emphasized, yet Roudai's expression remained utterly ordinary. The eunuch pondered briefly, asked no further questions, exchanged a glance, took the wine flask from the hand of a palace maid, nodded, and withdrew on his own.

During the Battle of Ningyuan, the old Khan was claimed by the Ming army to have been struck by a cannonball that supposedly devastated a range of ten *li*, yet the old Khan resumed his military campaigns in Mongolia ten months after sustaining cannon injuries—which was absolute nonsense. Therefore, he expressed utter disbelief regarding Ayuto's earlier suggestion to simply charge through the sea of fire and escape.