Chapter 62 Mutual Accusations, the Truth Behind the Poisoning?

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The sudden appearance of the inspectors completely disrupted the progress of the competition.

Lin Gaoyuan watched angrily as Qin Feng was taken away, wanting to step forward and argue, but he was held back firmly by those around him.

Without figuring out the situation first, rashly provoking a conflict with the inspectors was definitely not a wise choice.

Lin Gaoyuan hurriedly sought out the referee in charge of the grand tournament and explained the situation.

The other party clearly had no idea what was happening either and directly announced...

The young man shook his head, insisting on going up to check. Suddenly, Meng Lian caught him off guard, raising her hand and knocking him out.

Sega primarily focused on adult games, which, as the market gradually matured, became one of their winning trumps.

When Ye Tian passed by the military restricted zone designated by the MK mercenaries on his way back, he suddenly stopped.

The turbulent outlet of Mirror Lake meandered toward the distant, hazy horizon. That azure, winding form reflected the entire sky upon the water's surface.

The young man's face drained of color in fright, and he hastily left the exhibition hall. With half a foot over the threshold, a conflicted expression emerged on his face... He didn't want to meddle in other people's business, truly he didn't.

Ye Tian nodded, pulled a roll of transparent tape from his carry-on bag to seal the man in black's mouth, and drew a sharp dagger, plunging it straight into the man's eye.

However, Xia Yuqing was also well aware in her heart that Nie Zhengkai was indeed the dual-cultivation partner with the best conditions she could possibly find under her circumstances.

Yet right now, even if she wanted to drag this fellow down and beat him up, she would first have to pin this mechanical rabbit to the ground and thrash it.

However, as a peak master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, would Tang Mingzhi so easily disclose information about spirit stones to others?

The young man's arm was not strong; in fact, it trembled slightly with uncertainty. All of this was honestly conveyed through their pressing bodies, carrying over a scorching heat.

Over the past few days, Warden Liu had been visited time and time again by Shangguan Lu regarding Zhang Qintang's case. Forced by circumstances, he could only loosen his stance. Inside the prison cell, Shangguan Lu sat in high spirits, holding a teacup and sipping tea. Although Warden Liu wore a fatigued expression, a thinly veiled joy was unmistakable in his eyes.

Shangguan Lu slowly opened his eyes. Once his consciousness detached from the sea of awareness and returned to normal, his ears were instantly flooded with fierce roaring sounds, the clashing of swords and spears, and agonizing screams and wails. His heart skipped a beat as he swept his gaze across the Blood Wolf soldiers engaged in a bitter battle atop the fortress wall. He immediately recognized the fatal flaw of the Blood Wolf forces and understood that the battle situation was far from optimistic.

Duxin wanted to say something more, but was shooed away by Hillis, leaving him with no choice but to return and rest.

Hearing three subordinates in a row praise the exact same work, the editor-in-chief, who happened to be passing by the hallway, paused in his tracks as he was about to return to his office.

"Didn't you say you couldn't bear to part with me? Why are you smiling so happily?" Suisui's words instantly made Lord Zhou's face stiffen.

And no passionate words would ever pass his lips. Bai Xue had always believed that throughout his entire life, Yang Chun would never utter a phrase like "we are friends," but now Yang Chun had said it—he had said it so abruptly.

Suddenly, she felt as though she actually was Bai Xue, and that she truly ought not to have forgotten this matter.

Mufeng's words struck right at the core of Zhuge Liang's heart. The essence of his Longzhong Plan boiled down to no more than two phrases: "three-way division" and "northern expedition," and Mufeng's concerns were indeed exceptionally reasonable.

Cui Ze was very familiar with the person who spoke first; they had interacted quite a bit during their time on the ship recently.

After leaving and walking outside the screening room, the three of them began discussing it as they walked.

Damn it all, I haven't even settled the score with you for pulling so many strings behind the scenes this time while failing to clean up the mess and almost ruining everything, and now you want to push your luck?

He leaned forward excitedly, ignoring Sun Qingyu's weapon blade, as if he would rather sacrifice himself than make such a trade.

Gao Qiuguan looked at the Ghost Official Token in his hand, his eyes narrowing slightly. Then, with a wave of his left hand, a burst of corpse aura erupted, directly blasting the slightly flickering Long Ao-tian into a pulp of flesh and blood.