250: Chapter 250 The Way of the Assassin: The Ghost Assassin Appears!

"Things? What things?"

Juan and Nguyen Thi Kim were stunned, but immediately understood.

What Chu Sheng was referring to were those Star Source Crystal Cores that the Philippines and Vietnam had brought out from the secret realm!

"You!"

Juan gritted his teeth, about to say something.

According to the rules, even if they lost the Tri-Nation Competition, the Star Source Crystal Cores collected by the contestants from each country could still be taken away by them.

However, before he could speak, Gu Yuexi...

Yet, the sincere and gentle expression on the other person's face made her feel an incomparable sense of closeness, and she felt inexplicably inclined to trust him.

"How is this a monk? Isn't this a Daoist priest?" Father stood in the room, squinting at the gate as he muttered to himself.

However, the war eagle did not head east; instead, it descended toward a valley halfway up the mountain on the west side of the main peak.

Since the killing intent of their respective masters had dissipated, the lackeys behind them naturally put away their weapons.

Of the two speculations, Ye Qingxuan undoubtedly leaned more towards the idea that he still had a convenient senior brother. If this were the case, and if this senior brother from his speculation was still alive, then perhaps the Yuxu Palace would gain another expert.

"Hello, Sir!" I said woodenly to the old man, and even gave him a proper bow.

Having suffered for so long, I naturally wanted to see the results, so I unconsciously walked to her side, ears and tail perked up as I looked at the easel.

At this moment, Wuzhi struck Yuan Zhen's large head with a palm. He felt as if he had struck a massive boulder of gold and iron; not only did he fail to crush it, but the recoil alone made his palm go numb.

With thick bloodstains in his eyes, this child had killed people in the past few days, and not just one—at least more than ten.

To prevent Su Yuchu from being disturbed by reporters, Feng Yu had someone book the next flight, rushing back to the capital overnight. However, Su Yuchu refused; even though she was injured, she still wanted to continue filming. She did not want to give up halfway.

Seeing that Ye Xiu kept silent, Xiong Simeng seemed quite displeased, secretly thinking that this swindler was quite composed—she had mocked him so much, yet he still wouldn't get lost?

Dr. Yang smiled confidently, thinking to himself that, as expected, everything in the world is toxic; there is nothing in the world that is non-toxic. Whether it is poison or medicine simply depends on the dosage.

But after the bomber acting as a scapegoat pulled up sharply, Matsuda's bomber was exposed, falling into Cao Wei's sight. He immediately locked onto it with his Eagle Eye and switched to automatic mode.

"For this, I must invite my team member to come on stage and explain it to everyone. After all, she is the primary witness, and I am only relaying the information," Guo Duan replied.

Seeing the strange looks everyone was casting at her, her face turned pale and then flushed, and in her heart, she hated Su Yuchu to death.

Jiang Fangfang hadn't expected that after her brother married his wife, she would become an outsider. She was angry, but no matter how much a family quarreled, they were still family. Zhao Huitong could leave, but she couldn't take her brother with her.

Xue Xiaomin returned to her room, threw herself onto the bed, and burst into tears. Having such a thing happen and being seen by Zhao Huitong, she simply felt she had no face left to live.

It was just like the Peng Demon King, who could have lived peacefully at the Beijing Film Studio as his Great Sage Grandfather, yet in order to avenge Wan Youli, he remained silent until he made a shocking move.

"Fighting is not the answer, and not fighting is not the answer either! Hmph, I think it's better to find someone to persuade Gu Qing to give up attacking the Xiaoyue Domain!" A Poison Saint was truly too sleepy and in a terrible mood, so he started mocking directly.

"The place where I live is not in the Imperial City, but in a fodder yard outside the Imperial City! Don't worry about where to stay; there are empty rooms in the courtyard, though they are a bit crude!" Shi Jingtian said somewhat embarrassedly. Fortunately, he had bought some simple furniture back then; otherwise, how could anyone live there?

"Sigh!" Thinking of Qin'er, Shi Jingtian let out another long sigh. He couldn't let Zifan down, nor could he fail Qin'er. What should he do? Could it really be that he should take both of them and live in seclusion in the jungle as his big brother said? Thinking of this, he felt he was just letting his imagination run wild, and couldn't help but slap his own forehead.