Chapter Ninety-Five: Something Was Wrong with the Geomancy

Zheng Yongli had already learned from his granddaughter today that Yan Xuan could communicate with the dead. Elderly people are often even more willing than the young to accept such things.

Besides, Yan Xuan had even pulled him back from the brink of death; he could be counted as his lifesaver.

When he was unconscious, although he could not move, he was fully aware and could hear the sounds from outside.

Those doctors and Meng Qiuxi discussed him right in front of him...

Nan Qing was still considering whether to pretend she had not seen Qi Yu when Mu Zhi beside her suddenly began tugging madly at her sleeve.

At those words, a new trace of hope once again flickered through Song Jiaojiao’s heart.

Although Zhou Yan’s current status gave her no authority to use the clan’s supreme treasure as she pleased, in order to reassure the Qianye family she could no longer afford to care about such things.

Seeing that the beating had gone on long enough, Zhu Chengcai stepped forward and waved a hand, and only then did the Zhu family disciples stop with lingering reluctance.

Before long, the South Pole Immortal was invited into the prince’s residence, where Tian Zhong received him in the reception hall, accompanied by his senior sister.

Liang Yue said nothing. He only smiled faintly, left behind the words, “Come find me at midnight tomorrow night,” and then closed the door.

Liu Xinyao’s carriage had only just entered the city when, after traveling only two streets, an arrow shot toward it.

Like a carefully carved template from a college human anatomy class, Nan Qing had never imagined that such a textbook-perfect body could exist in real life.

In truth, this was not strange. Even if some people had thoughts of their own and defected to the Yu family, as long as they had not yet been exposed, they still had a chance to turn back.

Wu Ming was utterly unreserved. He shook a long sword from his sleeve; in fact, it was a flexible blade. When his sword technique unfolded, it was as nimble and elusive as a spirit snake.

Cai Ruichen’s meaning was very simple: since you want these weapons, I have no objection. But they will still be sold at the same price; there will be no discount.

Although their strength was enough to ensure they could make money, they would still have to hedge quite a bit, and the profits would not be very high. Gold was different. It would certainly keep rising amid the fluctuations. A fifty-dollar increase in the price of gold was beyond doubt, and it might even rise more than that.

In fact, Kirilenko had also ordered a batch of satellites from Russia, planning to launch them next month and then improve the positioning and mapping systems developed by their company.

With that alone, Zhang Le could already become rich beyond measure. Of course, by now Zhang Le no longer cared about such a sum.

He Zhaoji felt a little regretful. He should not have gone so far away for lunch. If he had eaten nearby, there should at least have been one person here who could become his client, right?

However, Fu Xiang had previously had a sudden inspiration and wanted to test the strength of this combined offensive formation for himself, and to witness the exquisite joint assault formations of this world. That was why he had conceived the idea of breaking this combined technique without using his own gravity-control ability.

According to the map, this tunnel led to the far side of the lake, and in a critical moment it could be used to escape.

Park Minxu was in much better condition than Chen Ran. He did not collapse onto the ground like Chen Ran, but stood straight and flexed his slightly numb hands.

“The entertainment world is full of idols. Through this program, we want to select some people for the Chinese music scene who can truly sing. The current atmosphere in the Chinese music world is indeed worrying,” the producer said.

Fu Xiang stood quietly in place, a faint smile appearing on his face, his heart brimming with inexhaustible confidence.

Murong Feiyan clenched her teeth and could not speak. With both hands, she gripped the edge of the blanket so tightly that her knuckles whitened, then forced herself to lift her head and shake it at Lu Huan, trying to show that she was fine.

“Why did you lie to me? I have no grudge against you. Why go to such lengths? What exactly are you plotting?”

At this moment, they were emerging from the Wutong Corridor. The hundred-meter-long corridor seemed to lift Qiuxiaogong’s mood a little. It was early spring; the branches were beginning to bud and turn green, the season was full of life, and everything was beautifully fresh.