Chapter 65: Blood Plague

Zheng the Rumor-Monger slowly opened his eyes, looking around with a deliberately profound expression, only to find the villagers' gazes filled with even deeper confusion.

Fine beads of sweat gradually seeped onto his forehead, his throat felt parched and tight, and a guilty conscience prevented him from daring to meet Feng Ruqing's eyes.

He cleared his throat and began his "performance."

First, he cautiously pulled out a small jar wrapped in yellow cloth from his bosom, gently placed it on the ground, and then untied a rusted short blade from his waist.

Zheng Ke was not a student of the Oriental Academy and did not know much about these matters, so upon hearing what Xiao Han said, he nodded in agreement.

Of course, this required exceptionally good mathematics, but Ren He's mathematical proficiency was merely average. While a super-strong memory could help him keep track of the cards, calculating probabilities remained far too difficult for him.

If it were merely a wisp of destructive Qi, the Star River Saintly Sovereign would not have found it so strenuous to control. However, Lian Wu's strength was unfathomable, and relying solely on a single wisp of destructive Qi gave the Star River Saintly Sovereign very little confidence. Left with no choice, he had to make a desperate gamble and unleash all of the destructive Qi.

On the surface, the fourth prince, Ying Tong, had the weakest backing among the four princes, but he also possessed an advantage that none of the other princes shared: Ying Tong's maternal grandfather was the current Prince Zhennan of Great Qin, securing him the allegiance of the southern warlords.

Modern pianos are generally divided into two types: the grand piano commonly seen on stages, and the upright piano in this classroom, which takes up less space.

This was a major issue. If the grouping could influence who claimed the championship, the judges could essentially determine the final outcome of the competition.

She disliked ginger, and naturally, she was quite reluctant to drink ginger soup. Yet, whenever the ginger soup was brewed, she would still pick up the bowl and drink it. For she knew that ginger soup dispelled cold, warmed the stomach, and was beneficial to her.

A vertical precipice of over 600 meters was also a brand-new challenge and attempt for Ren He, especially without any protective measures.

"Uncle Shang is the best to me!" Li Zijun took a sip of the eight-treasure congee, a look of bliss spreading across her face.

Yuan Song felt as conflicted as someone being confessed to by twenty-five campus beauties simultaneously, completely at a loss for whom to choose—a true dilemma of the century.

While receiving an IV drip, Yan Nuo scrolled through Weibo and Tieba, feeling utterly bored while the clouds of worry in her heart had long since crept into every fiber of her being.

He had vanished from her world for over four months, only to reduce himself to such a state.

Of the three major unfilial acts, having no descendants is the gravest. Both Gu Dechang and his mother had mentioned to him quite a few times that they should hurry up and make an effort.

Bang! The water surface ahead of the figure in black suddenly burst open, like a thunderbolt cleaving across the river to rip open a gap, as a massive black-and-white serpent tail swept horizontally through the air.

"You... what do you mean by this?" Jing Meiqing stared in astonishment at Jing Tianchen, who had just closed the car door.

"Are the rooms ready?" Shen Yuhan waved his hand toward Jason lurking in the shadows, and Jason immediately stepped forward.

The young monk was delicate in appearance with thick, sword-like eyebrows. When Bai Yun clearly saw the attire on him, she was profoundly shocked. The gray monk's robe he wore was so familiar, looking almost identical to Li Jingxi's gray robe, with delicate cloud patterns embroidered at the cuffs and wide collars edged with black cloth strips.

They had assembled a large number of scientists to optimize it, and Area 51 had once provided them with extremely cutting-edge technology.

This was not the first time Yan Nuo had been held in his arms, but his chest was always warm and comforting, easily causing the defenses deep within her heart to gradually collapse.

In other words, the greatest efficacy brought by these two immortal-grade cultivation techniques was that a single Nascent Soul cultivator could instantaneously manifest as eight Nascent Soul Lords sharing equivalent cultivation realms.

First, even if the child were born, determining who it belonged to would be a problem. Second, she was already a mighty cultivator in the Golden Core realm; there was no need to meddle in such ordinary mortal affairs for someone else's sake.

Four patients had previously scheduled appointments here, and the other two had sought out Su Yi through word of mouth, both of whom Su Yi treated along the way.

The eyes of the divine beast in front of the building suddenly turned red, its mouth slightly parted to reveal sharp fangs.

During bilateral negotiations, one must test the opponent's bottom line step by step; how could one reveal their psychological expectations so early?

Department Director Wei took thawed pig hearts one by one from the incubator, intentionally inflicted various wounds on them, and then distributed them to the cardiothoracic surgery doctors.

Li Yanping used to treasure Jiang Zixuan above all else, yet now, for the sake of a bite to eat, she was willing to let her sleep with men—truly ironic.

Princess Xinxin's Favorite: Others are understandable, but what is the deal with this civilian internet celebrity? I looked them up and they only have a little over a million Weibo followers. Are they brazenly letting an internet celebrity bleed a star dry? Riding on a star's traffic?

"This is our territory in Xiejing, yet someone actually dares to run wild on our turf? Brother Yan, shall we step in?" Lin Yijin said this with his mouth, but he was already rolling up his sleeves and rubbing his palms.

Lin Yiyi was unwilling to deal with Lin Li right now simply because she had yet to figure out how to face Lin Li in the future.

Clutching his foot with sweat seeping onto his forehead, the male student pointed at Chu Feng ahead and said, "Teacher Huo, I was listening to the lecture properly when Chu Feng suddenly kicked me for no reason. This fellow relies on being the head of the Chu clan to do whatever he pleases."

Xiao Yuanhan's gaze instantly turned blazing hot. He had not expected the system to be so generous this time, directly bestowing an A-grade ninjutsu scroll.

Head after head of thunder wolves, their eyes gleaming with a cold light, continuously surrounded and hunted down Long Hao in a frenzy of attacks, coming on endlessly and ceaselessly.

"Are you saying that when you arrived, Chu Feng was still humiliating Zhou Mengyu?" Duan Jie asked in a cold voice.

"The imperial family of this Cangyan Empire is very likely the descendants of Mu Yi." Thinking of this, Chu Feng grew excited once more; it seemed that those people from back then had left behind a great many clues.

In an instant, within a radius of a hundred meters, all the lower-level vampires from Gansu City who had been lying in ambush and encircling the area died entirely under the shredding power of the Great Freedom Sword Qi.

The domineering fist force gathered the surrounding slaughter like an ancient fierce beast roaring up to the sky, as if intending to shatter the entire firmament. Lin Yun unleashed the top-grade imperial martial art of the Heavenly Corpse Sect.

Xiao Tianhao was well aware that they had just been assigned to the company. Although they had the old leader Jiang Feng here to lend a hand, after all, Jiang Feng was only the second-in-command; they still needed to keep a low profile where appropriate.

Mao Renfeng, who had managed to climb from a county-level section chief to the deputy director of the Military Statistics Bureau, was certainly no ordinary man.