Chapter 63: The Professor's Wife Murder Case (12)

"Alright, alright!" Chen Guofeng agreed repeatedly.

Just as Hou Liang and Lü Zhong were about to lead Chen Guofeng to their car, Zhou Lin also followed them out. "Chen Guofeng, do you have any idea what Li Wei's real job is?"

If he knew, then who was orchestrating this scheme?

Chen Guofeng was taken aback. "Isn't Xiao Wei a dancer? She runs a dance studio! Could she be doing some part-time job?"

What a fantastic part-time job!

That part-time job was truly something else!

This Demonic-Subduing Pot was originally his personal magical treasure, which fell into the hands of a human-sect powerhouse following his fall. Later, when the Nine Provinces fell into chaos once again and the war between humans and witches broke out, it was acquired by the Xuanyuan clan and shone brilliantly in the battle for the throne of the Human Emperor. Unfortunately, since it was not his own native item after all, it could no longer unleash the power it should have had.

"I have no idea what your intentions are, but anyway, I have never been able to figure you out. Things only become clear after the results come out. Have it your way, then!" Yu Qiang sighed and said.

A month later, Zhao Zhengce strolled once again through the East District Farmers' Market of Xiheng County, where he had first met Xie Tianhua, the loach vendor. This time, even Zhao Zhengce felt somewhat bewildered.

The wine cup flew over, spinning. Zhuang Wangao casually intercepted it and drained it in a single gulp. However, at that moment, drinking alcohol while nursing a cold from the wind was already prone to adverse reactions, and draining it all at once instead triggered a series of coughing fits.

Therefore, even if Xiao Han were to build a factory, he would never get involved with energy. This was his primary principle. Thus, as for what kind of factory to establish next, Xiao Han still needed to conduct an on-site investigation before making a decision.

Alpha was extremely confident: if he wanted to track someone, he could definitely do it without a sound and leave no trace!

Su Fuqing was originally wondering if there was any other way to be discharged from the hospital. Now it seemed he had no choice but to honestly follow the rehabilitation procedures for discharge, and he couldn't resort to force either; he had to obtain the permission of the master of the array formation.

"Who else dares to come and fight me?" This was the second time. Within Wang Mu's army, there was absolute silence.

Moxi looked with deep worry at Yin Ruojun, who was driving. Gosh, Yin Ruojun wasn't wearing a seatbelt; should she remind him just a little bit?

Upon learning that Zhang Rui's condition was completely normal, Li Ru instructed the servants to take good care of Yan Yan's family dependents, ensuring that their food and clothing were supplied according to the standards of the inner courtyard dependents, before resuming his stride toward his own residence.

Chu Jiangchi hurriedly wrenched himself free from Zhou Caiwei's grip and rushed toward the doctor who had just pushed the door open and emerged.

Hearing that soldiers were hanging an imperial decree on the watchtowers outside the palace gates, Li Ru knew that an internal crisis had already occurred within the palace. He hurriedly inquired about the contents of the decree, and thinking of Dong Zhuo's carriage which had entered the palace not long ago, he hastily added another question.

It had always been an supreme grand event of the wizarding world. Although in recent years it showed signs of being surpassed by Hogwarts' tournament, as an old-established grand event that had lasted for thousands of years, its prominence remained unrivaled for the time being.

"What kind of monster nonsense is this?" High up in the sky, Ruofeng stood with his hands behind his back, composed and serene as he faced Tantai Mieming, as breezy and light as if that slap had not been delivered by him at all.

The so-called success of a general is built upon ten thousand withered bones. Shi Lang was definitely a military talent, and in this regard, he would never show soft-heartedness.

The demonic might of Cang Qiefu swept across the land, leaving not a blade of grass wherever the demonic energy passed. Xi Qiuyu's scholarly righteous wind purged the area, bringing vibrant vitality with every gentle sweep of holy aura.

Old Chu was stubborn by nature, but he had one sole weakness: he could not bear to hear anyone praise his son.

At this moment, Shi Ruoshuang wore a stealthy grin, as if she had just gotten her hands on some extraordinary treasure.

What was said on the other end of the phone made everyone present laugh until tears came out of their eyes, except that everyone kept quiet for fear of affecting the test results.

That muscular man with the black tiger tattoo—when his massive palm reached forward and grabbed, it indeed grasped something, straight and hard, but unfortunately, it wasn't a neck.

Caifeng and A Cai ran over to Yingniang's side together and, gazing at the man making a phone call, could not help feeling excited.