Chapter 33: Blood Sacrifice

Observing the man’s look of disgust, Jiang Ning became certain of one thing: the heroine’s "universal charm" aura seemed to have failed. The characters in this book did not dote on the heroine as they did in the original plot. Just as she was puzzled, dozens of long arrows descended like a dark, pressing cloud.

Song Changhe was caught off guard, his arm brushing against the soft curve of Zhuang Qingmei’s chest, which gave him a start. He had intended to visit his grandfather’s estate today, but it seemed that plan would have to be shelved; in any case, today was no longer suitable.

When Xi Luo spoke in such a manner, it meant she had already grasped the connections involved.

"Understood, Master." Sensing Zhou Yuanyuan’s current thoughts, the Chaos Bead dared not ramble further, fearing it might be dragged out to face the consequences.

Only one remained. The responsible blood sacrifice had already completed the first two strikes. As the third was thrust forward, the soldier bug seemed to twist its body in pain. Shang Zhengyu’s Ghost Eye had already foreseen that this strike would not be fatal.

In truth, Ouyang Miao had been quite open and honest at the beginning, even feeling a sense of relief, but as time passed, she began to dwell on the matter more and more.

"No need, no need. Let Luo Zhan and the others carry it. Why don't you come inside and sit for a while?" Xia Hong hurriedly interceded.

As for Lan Jing, since Tang Chunjing had already been picked up by Tang Lin, she felt it didn't matter whether she went back or not. Returning might only lead to awkwardness.

It seemed He Jingjing was very familiar with the people at Qingxin Bar; otherwise, why would she be staying on the second floor?

Ouyang Miao spoke of what she had seen in Xianyang, carefully selecting only the pleasant topics, and the atmosphere improved significantly.

"It’s just... sigh!" She let out a soft sigh without continuing. There was no news of Boss Gu; if there were, it would truly be cause for celebration—enough to pop champagne.

"Tomorrow, you will accompany your brother to the Su residence. The Su family intends for you to marry Su Jinqing, and they wish to meet you tomorrow!" Time was pressing, so Magistrate Li did not beat around the bush and stated it directly.

But given the circumstances at the time, to save Qin Che and ensure everyone’s safety, she had no choice but to eliminate the avatar of the Demon Lord Baya in that manner.

A-Tao glared fiercely at Green-Eyes and Lazy-Bones. Once they were out of the palace, she would teach them both a lesson.

A-Tao lay against his chest, gnawing on his nipples for a long time, but nothing came out. Strangely, however, the nipples seemed to have grown larger from her sucking.

"Evidence? He’s asking us for evidence! Tell him what our evidence is." The man shoved the person beside him.

Is it a bit too late to be afraid now? This must be what they call a guilty conscience. What is false cannot become true, and what is true cannot be false.

Wait, why was the girl’s gaze toward him so distant, filled with an instinctive sense of alienation? He desperately wanted to ask what was going on.

A-Tao was the exact opposite; when she was happy, she would give you a cocky grin, and when she wasn't, a couple of slaps to the face were the least of your worries. Every move she made was barbaric and overbearing, much like a rough man.

Xu Jiao turned her head and saw Lan Yi nearby, brewing medicine. This meant she had been saved. Her legs, which had been broken by Chu Li, didn't seem to hurt as much anymore, and it appeared the bones had been set.

The fluidity of their movements made Xi Lingyu frown slightly; it seemed there was little genuine affection between this couple.

He gritted his teeth, enduring the pain as he bent down to pick up his sword with his left hand. Gripping it, the intense agony in his body made his hold unstable, and his hand was clearly trembling.

"As long as Chengzé returns safely, I can spare her life," Liu Ying said, casting a faint glance at her before turning to leave.