Chapter 61
Inside the car, Su Mo dialed Xiao Nansheng and Lisa's numbers repeatedly, but one phone was turned off while the other simply rang without anyone answering.
Zhan Bing pressed his lips together, a brilliant light flashing within his sharp and cold eyes as he stared intently at the "Divine Eagle" headquarters before him.
Liu Xin had felt a strange sensation in her heart over the past few days. Whenever she had free time, she found herself watching television, specifically tuning into the Binhai local channel—which she normally despised—to watch the most uninteresting news programs. The reason was simple: Chang Wu had frequently been appearing on Binhai Television lately.
With this single move, he ignited a massive battle. In the blink of an eye, the various guards and the three elders were locked in a fierce, chaotic brawl.
"Classmate, excuse me, you're in Class 2, Sophomore Year of the Sports Department, right? May I ask if Classmate Hua Shaolong is around?" Perhaps feeling a sense of affinity due to their similar physiques, Fu Yulong scanned the dozens of students both inside and outside the arena, yet went straight up to Teng Fei, who was resting on the sidelines while drinking a beverage, and asked.
"Huh? How come there is practically no reaction at all?" Looking at the opened spatial gateway shimmering with platinum light, Zhao Hao and Tohru-san and the others wore expressions of momentary bewilderment.
"What do you want?" Dongfang Ke roared coldly, staring at the dozen or so corpses of his clansmen, his heart bleeding.
"This is simply fantastic! I never imagined that technology could advance to such a degree today, just as I never expected Microsoft to achieve the status it holds today." On the video call displayed on Zhao Hao's screen was Bill Gates.
This martial technique had been obtained from the storage ring of the Purple Bear Chieftain, and it was also the only Mysterious-grade martial technique the chieftain possessed.
Such an operation inevitably required massive financial backing to sustain. Song Yu thought to himself that anyone capable of running a pleasure house of this caliber must be an extraordinary individual.
By the afternoon, Yu Tianyi and the three others still had not seen Dugu Bo, so they decided to return to the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy on their own.
"Both your innate talent and the strength you demonstrated during your battle against the Venerable Flame Martial Saint have proven your qualifications. Therefore, you are entirely worthy of the title of Young Master of the Sword-Nurturing Villa." As Li Xiuming spoke, he even handed Xi Yun a wedding invitation.
The psychiatric patient uniform he wore was stained heavily with blood. Once the blood had dried, it formed stiff crusts, making the clothes rigid upon his body and emitting an unpleasant odor.
Zhong Yu had no idea what Guo Pengfei was thinking, and even if he did, he would only sneer at it. Their horizons were simply different, and their positions in life did not match.
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Qin Jiuzhou sensed the changes occurring within Jiang He's body. While a trace of secret astonishment arose in his heart, his expression suddenly shifted upon hearing those words. He quickly made his move, extending a hand to pat Jiang He lightly.
That couple from the [Eating Shit] internet meme was there as well. They were still arguing, surrounded by a dozen or so patients who were shouting words like "taking a dump" and the like.
It wasn't that Shen Qingjia hadn't noticed Wei Yu's affection for her, but she felt a lingering sense of guilt toward him in her heart, knowing full well that she had let him down.
Su Xiaoxiao's expression shifted drastically. She struggled to get up and run away, but it was already evidently too late.
Guo Dingzhi clenched his fists tightly. Had Chu You not abducted Shen Qingjia, by this time, they would have already been married, and she would have been his wife.
Whether on a mental level or a spiritual level, he simply could not accept this horrifying fact.
Pushing open the door, Shangguan Shishi squeezed inside wearing a pair of pajamas. Her smooth, silky long hair cascaded over her shoulders, while her fair neck and delicate features were illuminated by the lamplight, making her look exceptionally striking.
Ling Yifang pondered inwardly: "It seems this matter is truly quite troublesome. If I really were to invite the Sect Master of the Cloud Firmament Sect to intervene, the favor owed would be enormous." Although he had saved the life of Duan Mutian's beloved son, that debt of gratitude was likely still insufficient to offset the weight of summoning the sect master himself.
"Senior is merely gambling that I will not lose. Do you now believe that taking this risk was worth it?" Ling Yifang stared fixedly into the old woman's eyes.
Throughout countless genius tournaments spanning millions of years, he had always ranked first. Although he had heard that a certain universe overlord had taken Rong Jun as a disciple, deep down in his heart... he had never truly regarded anyone else as a rival.
Even so, the two of them were peak封王 (King-level) powerhouses after all. With their status, they undoubtedly possessed heaven-defying life-saving trump cards. While they would certainly try their absolute best to kill Luo Feng, they wouldn't go so far as to waste their most lethal ultimate trump cards blindly.
"How could it shatter?" The alien venerable had never expected the problem to lie with the inheritor, because he had been watching the entire time, and the inheritor had never even touched the heart of space.
Ling Yifang's attack did not target the burly man directly, but rather the chair upon which he was seated. Instantly, before the man even had time to react, the chair beneath him burst apart with a loud bang, transforming into countless wood splinters that sprayed in all directions.
Therefore, before his departure, Xiao Jiu left a letter each for Emperor Jianguang and Li Changfeng, stating that should he encounter any "unexpected misfortune" in the days to come, the letters could be opened and read.
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After skipping and jumping through twenty years of life, the days ahead called for slowing down the pace, growing mature, and taking steady steps forward one by one.
Ye Yang did not doubt what Ruo Yun had said. Her identity could not afford to be exposed, and the person who should be most acutely aware of this was naturally herself.
The Ouyang family? It seemed certain that something must have happened. Jing Xiyue pondered internally. She felt completely indifferent toward the Ouyang family, so once the words passed through her ears, she simply cast them to the back of her mind.
When Ye Fan saw Zheng Yong's movement, his heart instantly turned to ashes. He never imagined that he would actually fall into a trap.
Ye Fan had originally thought that the Ye clan was as soft-hearted, foolishly kind, and gentle as the rumors suggested, but everything she had learned from Yuzhu today gave her the most profound understanding of the late matriarch of the Ye clan.
Wenren Haoxuan pressed down upon me, his expression somewhat pale yet remarkably calm. The bewilderment and distraction in his eyes had already vanished entirely. There was no trace of astonishment, only a tranquility as still as water.
"I could neither reject his request nor break my promise to you, so I went with them."
At this moment, Beitang Hanbing's mind was also in complete chaos, and she could no longer remember what she had done previously.
Feng Hongge also knew in her heart that, although she had never tried it with her own abilities, some elixirs of this caliber undoubtedly belonged to high-tier medicinal pills, and she simply lacked the capability to refine them.
"A cat that has been kept for a long time will suddenly leave, and it will probably miss it for a few days." Mu Xiaoluo inexplicably uttered these words, then let out a soft, helpless chuckle. If Chu Yu were to overhear such remarks, his face would undoubtedly darken in a fit of rage.
At that time, I really just held a mentality of giving it a try, predominantly treating it as a joke, and never took it seriously at all.