Chapter 39: Flame Burst Talisman

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At the Qin family’s main hall!
With the arrival of the sole Qin family survivor who had narrowly escaped death at Wang Chen’s hands, news of Qin Mo and his companions being slain by Wang Chen reached Qin Shengyun and Qin Wenlong.
Upon hearing the news, the expressions on Qin Shengyun and Qin Wenlong’s faces changed instantly, turning extremely grim.
“How dare they! I never imagined that in Ningyue Lane, someone would truly have the audacity to kill a member of the Qin family—seeking death!”
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Perhaps, when I was ready to fight to the death for everyone, I was already sold out as a disposable pawn still deemed somewhat useful? Yes, as long as I rationed those potions, I could have lived freely for over a month.
After years of struggle, gradually expanding, the business grew bigger and bigger. Life was now affluent, yet most people never forgot the fine tradition of thrift and never squandered a single cent.
“Yes, my elder brother is currently talking with your uncle. They always talk about boring things and won’t let me listen in. So, I came to you instead,” Zheng Bao replied.
Huangfu Hui was of average height, with coarse features that looked somewhat fierce. Amid the massive Khitan invasion during the late Kaiyun period, he fled south from his post as magistrate of Mizhou to the Jiangnan region. At that time, Han Yi, obeying his late mother’s orders, took up his bow and left his hometown to avenge his family, embarking on his military path.
The night was as calm as water, with brilliant flames occasionally lighting up the distant sky—fires caused by exploding shells on the battlefield, their glow spreading far in the darkness.
With an imposing manner, wearing high heels and a miniskirt, Liangzi jumped directly from the still-hovering helicopter.
Driving straight inside on the electric bike, one found a world within—a scene warm as spring, in sharp contrast to the icy snow outside.
All the crimson waves of fire swirled toward a central point, and with each rotation, the flames lowered one tier.
President Tang now held an official position as a standing member of the Haoyang City Political Consultative Conference and vice chairman of the city’s Individual Laborers Association. He frequently attended various municipal meetings and was quite familiar with the city’s leadership.
The courtyard was empty, no different from when Li Yun had left, except for a thick layer of phoenix tree leaves covering the ground. Seeing the scene before him, Li Yun sighed quietly, realizing that Huang Yihe and the others likely would never return.

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This situation brought no joy to Li Yun; he understood the immense energy contained within the Tongtian Flower. Even if he stepped into the profound realm, he doubted he could absorb all of it. Just now, Lao Qing had started from scratch and ascended to the sixth-rank spirit beast, yet half the energy of the Tongtian Flower remained unused.
Golden internal energy surged through his meridians, nearly exhausted by the flames, but fortunately, a faint strand broke through into his consciousness sea, merging with the golden liquid droplet.
At that moment, Pei Yayi’s mind cleared. Her hand naturally found Qin Mo’s arm, their intimate gesture stirring a pang of jealousy in onlookers. However, that bitterness surely was not felt by Ji Shangnan.
Zheng Chengde could not remain calm, nor could Zheng Jiayu. To have a daily income in the hundreds of millions while working for another’s company—that concept was staggering. Even the patriarch of a large corporation might not earn as much as him.
There was no need for Lu Lin to explain further. The others increased their offensive output, quickly dispatching the remaining Death Knight riders before the team retreated to avoid drawing their hatred.
Li Lanting was responsible for tracking Huang Jun and his son, who had just received false information, aiming to dismantle the intelligence station the Japanese had set up in Nanjing. Yet, such a major incident occurred the moment Huang Jun arrived at the Confucius Temple!
“Get lost, you’re the mischievous one!” Li Meiyi pouted, lightly punching Chen Yidao’s shoulder.
At that moment, another angry roar sounded—clearly Tang San had felt the oppressive challenge and emerged from seclusion.
Qian Qing and Li Zhen glanced at Wang Ning, who quickly responded, “I have not failed your trust!” He then produced a brocade box from his bosom and offered it respectfully overhead.
The atmosphere was somewhat heavy; Lena seemed disinterested, and with a half-baked Great Sage present, he naturally wouldn’t be addressed so familiarly.
The speaker was Eagle Eye, whose voice was as sharp and direct as his fighting style. He had already raised his AWP sniper rifle, the muzzle slightly moving, his left eye aligned with the scope, the crosshairs locked onto the blowpipe-wielding ratman.
Hashirama no longer cried; he was dumbfounded: “A Zhen, give me back my majestic spots! How can he be so cowardly?”
The two radio wave sources were located amid the sun-drenched, passionate desert.
Stanley, drunk, muttered miserably, “Stanley… tell me, what should I do…”
Zhu Yuanzhang’s words contained no insults, yet every single one struck Li Shanchang deep in the heart.

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Though the taste was terrible, after finishing the nutrient supplement, Su Hao immediately felt his hunger vanish and his entire body brimming with energy—the effect was instant and remarkable.
Frustrated with no outlet, Xu Da stealthily slipped to the back of the team, approaching Ma Xiuying’s sedan chair.
After an entire afternoon, Mo Chengzhou was so exhausted he could barely stand, but for Jiang Zhi and the future, he gritted his teeth and endured.
The elderly emperor was no different, his aged body trembling uncontrollably.
In an instant, Lu Haikong’s presence vanished from the place where he had stood, leaving only a golden dragon-shaped balloon over a meter tall.
Actually, if not for needing to extract some information, Li Shuyu intended to kill them outright. Since they still held some value, she kept them alive, but once their usefulness was exhausted, they would die.
“Dongzi, come, have a drink and see how you like it.” Returning home, Li Na brought over a glass. The crystal-clear glass held a bright red liquid that looked, well, very appetizing.
Various scornful insults targeted the Sixth Haikong rang out, as the other seven Xiongnu Haikong strode in. Except for Wuyuntu, who showed some caution, the rest looked upon the Sixth Haikong with disdain.
Indeed, just as Li Chenfeng began to leave, he was swiftly blocked by Yu, who was drinking water.
After Captain Rogers’s reminder, Li Jie and Tony immediately understood: “You mean this is the mastermind behind the scenes?” The mastermind referred to the one who had repeatedly attacked Dawn Technology’s transport planes recently.
Now their show no longer lacked fame; they were building a reputation. The roles had reversed—where once artists scrutinized their program, now the artists sought their favor to appear on the show.
Tony felt a bit brazen, yet no one dared to think him so because the facts spoke for themselves.
“By the way, Uncle Li, my processing plant is about to open, and you’ll have to come preside over it,” Wang Dong shifted the topic when mentioning Sun Fu and his son, as there was little to say without spoiling the mood.