Chapter 63: Said Wrong

Indeed, the two of them were lesbians. Wang Rong, who had already mentally labeled them as such, felt even more certain of their identity upon hearing Chen Yueyun's words, and she chose not to respond.

Yueji straightened her posture slightly, her voluptuous figure instantly outlining an enchanting contour! Speaking in a languid tone, the sight caused everyone to stare with wide eyes.

Without Elder He, the grandmaster of pill alchemy, Jiang Baiqi was immediately left in a desperate bind. Leaving the alchemy entirely to Siying was clearly unrealistic unless Siying and Ouyang Zongran were both to fully commit to the Special Operations Bureau and work for it.

Demons who reached this level of strength would invariably be of king-tier status, and they disdained entering the Emerald City through disguise. Such beings were useless to detect even if found; only other kings could contend with them.

If Zhang Yan were sent into battle, Wang Lei was confident he could defeat Gongsun Zan within half a month. However, once the Black Mountain Army under Zhang Yan's command ran out of grain, they certainly could not be restrained. The eruption of over a hundred thousand soldiers, like the detonation of a bomb, would undoubtedly be a catastrophe. Beyond that, a crisis would also emerge if the grain supply for Wang Lei's own army were cut off.

Zhou Feng had long guessed that the old codger possessed a soul-imprinted artifact, but seeing it for real now still made his heart involuntarily skip a beat.

"I suppose so." Hearing Li Fangyuan's reply, Zhou Feng nodded gently, taking it as a tacit acknowledgment of Li Fangyuan's conjecture.

With a flash of his gaze, Hong Xiang turned and walked away, having no intention of starting a fight. Yet Beigong Weilong was unrelenting; obsessed to the point of madness with martial arts, he let out a roar and threw a punch.

Yin Lu recalled the alternation of day and night she had just witnessed. Could it be that through this topsy-turvy inversion, a full day had already passed?

The current dilemma was that if priority selection were given to Ye Ning, Siying would inevitably be chosen by Mo Xuan, while Li Yahxin and Han Ning would surely be picked by Qing Chenzi and Daoist Mingxuan. By the time her own turn arrived, the most outstanding candidates from the first wave would naturally be gone.

Hundreds of replies instantly piled up beneath the post, people arguing back and forth fiercely, all swarming the commenter who claimed there was a god-like handsome youth in Class F.

My father glanced back at Ning Qing. In the past, he had somewhat looked down upon him, feeling that he lacked a proper calling and was unreliable.

The room was large, but a bed was placed only in the corner, with nothing else at all. This made the space look empty and desolate, devoid of even a shred of human warmth.

"This... even Yunxi himself can't explain it clearly, how would I know? In short, ever since Yunxi disappeared, no one in the Yun family has been able to achieve this level. Even Zhao Junzhi only knows how to divine fortunes," he said evasively.

"Miser," Gu Zifeng glanced at Leng Mozu, stopping his banter to bury his head in his food. At any rate, he had made up his mind to frequently come here for free meals; as for paying, he wouldn't even consider it.

They say the world is so vast that anything can happen. Even Murong Qingran, a modern person, was immensely curious about the Ice Pearl, except that Aoyuan had not told her what he intended to use the Ice Pearl for.

"Princess, this subordinate... might I have a word with you?" There were some things the Prince would not say, nor did he want them to speak of to the Princess, because he believed it would be exploiting Anran's sympathetic nature, but he himself did not feel that way.

Miao Miao was soft-hearted to begin with. If she chose to ignore this matter now, she naturally wouldn't bother with it later either.

The carriage of the Sui family patriarch ran parallel to ours, and I could constantly hear the old fellow's low, grumbling hums.

Before he could speak, he saw a kind-faced elderly doctor leading three young male doctors walking in through the door.

Zhou Feng did not think that Li Yuancheng and Jiang Shangyue advancing to the Innate Realm had anything to do with him, nor did he think that Gu Xilou and the others stepping into the Qi-Gathering Realm was connected to him. He cared even less about how much progress the remaining people made; he merely felt he had done what he believed he ought to do.

"Truly extraordinary, yet what can you do to me?" Dai Xiangtian sneered, raising his hand to hurl the twin whips outward.

Afterward, he gazed with burning intensity at Baili Tongshao's profile, as if asking: Well, how was that? I performed rather well, didn't I?

With the sound of whistling wind in his ears, his figure shuttling through the mountain forests, looking at Chou Wudi beside him, Wang Hao could not help asking.

Wang Hao's gaze locked, his hand instinctively tightening around the sheepskin scroll as if trying to feel the lingering presence left behind by that man back then.

When Lin Dangdang finally made it back to her rented apartment in Qingcheng through all sorts of hardships, she discovered that she had already moved out and gone to live in the school dormitories. Fortunately, Lin Dangdang was a cat now, so it was easy for her to slip into the campus and find herself.

"Is that so?" Luo An smiled faintly, his figure flickering with boundless light as golden lotuses rained down. Miraculously, a twenty-four-headed, eighteen-armed golden giant form manifested right on the spot.

Given the strength Qi Wandao had displayed, if Wang Hao were to encounter him now, he would not have the slightest shred of chance of winning.

However, on the night when Artoria and the other parted ways with Bai Yijian, after fighting the Servant Lancer Diarmuid, which drew out the Rider, Archer, Assassin, and Berserker Servants, Emiya Kiritsugu contacted them and began taking charge of the battles.

Zhou Feng actually sensed a strange feeling from Miller that resembled the Delusion-Breaking Mirror, though it was far from being as overbearing as the Mirror in directly dragging a person's mind into an inescapable nightmare.

"No, a Dao-spirit wanted to seize a body, and I extracted it," Tian Ermiao said.

Because this was Hu Run's journey, apart from the three thousand royal troops, it also included a large number of engineering academy technical personnel and civilian merchants and scholars. Protected by the royal troops, they were to thoroughly visit and investigate various regions of the Liaodong border, striving to unearth the resource value present in this borderland.

At that moment, the door opened. The arrivals were few—just three people. The leader was naturally Luo Xiu, accompanied by Ma Zhe, and the other was Wang Changfu, the police station chief.

Chatting occasionally along the way, due to the rather long distance, the two returned to Liujia Village almost at sunset.

This remark was exceptionally blunt. Ji You was at a loss for how to respond for a moment, instantly flushing red with embarrassment.

"Haha, this Nameless Saint of Thieves is truly a divine being. His strength is probably no less than the Five Greats of the world, yet for the life of me, I can't think of anyone else in the martial arts world close to the level of the Five Greats besides them," a bald man said, rubbing his head.

The giant received the command and walked over. Coming before the massive boulder, it swung its bronze hammer down fiercely, yet the boulder remained entirely unaffected. After striking it several times, it was all to no avail.

Among them, all the upper echelon and core disciples within the Profound Spirit Sect gathered together. After hearing the messenger finish speaking, everyone fell into a heavy silence.