Chapter 64

Li Susu raised her eyes to take a glance, and the first thing she caught sight of was a meticulously pressed suit. Her gaze traveled upward, and when she clearly saw the face of the man stepping into the elevator, all the color drained from her face in an instant.

His mind was consumed by the single thought of preventing Jiang Yan from seeing his phone, yet he failed to realize that his behavior was as good as explicitly telling Jiang Yan that he was hiding something and refusing to share it.

Su Man was clearly somewhat heartbroken. Looking at Su Ran's reaction, her lips parted slightly, and the sadness on her face was plainly visible.

"It is your blessing that our Yuanyuan even acknowledges you, so don't be ungrateful!" Sun Shi stepped forward first, pointing at Wen Shu to reprimand her.

Once they had retreated a hundred meters or more backward, Shi Xiao's mind stirred, and he activated the mark of primal power on his wrist.

It was only at this moment that Liu Baotian realized: humans are truly solitary creatures! The broader the horizons a person has seen and the more experiences they have been through, the more solitary their inner world becomes.

She was gradually growing accustomed to practicing calligraphy, but developing a unique style and spirit of her own was not something that could be achieved overnight.

His eyes no longer carried their previous oily look. Dressed in that athletic tracksuit, Gong Qing actually exuded a touch of youthful vigor.

Amidst his confusion, he caught sight of the words "Lottery" written not far away on the opposite side, and seemed to understand something.

"Imperial Father, those temples and palaces in Xianyang—why don't we just tear them all down? They take up far too much space." Zhao Qingrui held a map of Xianyang City, her brows deeply knitted as she spoke.

With the arrival of the September school term, teachers and students across the country once again embarked on a busy teaching life.

The Vanguard Bureau did recruit demon employees, but the political background check process was extremely rigorous, and there was a strict head count limit. However, if Tao Leyuan wished to apply, given her identity, passing the assessments would be no problem, and she could easily join the workforce.

Because she was looking at him up close now, Meng Churan felt that Jiang Ke looked somewhat familiar, yet she simply could not remember where she had seen him.

Needless to say, Claire understood what Colonel Seton was trying to express, but he did not interrupt Colonel Seton and instead continued to listen.

Li Yan rode Juying toward the North City Camp, while Han Qian held a horse-lance, with a quiver of arrows and two long bows strapped to his back, riding on horseback closely behind Li Yan.

Even though Li Gao still felt some unease inside, Li Yan had instructed him before his departure not to lightly engage the Wei army in battle, knowing that once hostilities commenced, the situation would become uncontrollable.

Although Liu Anyan's words had been guaranteed by a double layer of barrier spells and theoretically should not have reached anyone else's ears, the real fear was that the scenes leading up to the appearance of the white-browed elder might also have been illusions.

"Hah, a second-generation rich kid, a second-generation official kid—if he heard this, he'd probably die of joy, instantly transforming into an elite figure." Thinking this, Fan Xiaotong could not help letting out a laugh.

Each of the 100-point medium health restoration potions provided him with 25 health points of recovery per second. In the end, Gao Yang grunted, dashed forward with a charge to catch up to the priest—who had turned around with a grimace and stopped fleeing upon seeing his teammates coming to the rescue—and delivered a final spear thrust, sending the slightly slower-attacking priest crashing to the ground.

The actions of Mustang and his group today were akin to rebellion. To avoid bringing trouble upon themselves after quelling the situation, they needed to sever all communication between Central City and the outside world.

No matter what, Zhao Hao had gained another three million plus merit points from this battle. He had originally thought he was still four million plus merit points short of leveling up, but due to the momentous significance of the Battle of Baigou River, the system unexpectedly rewarded an additional five million merit points. Thus, the system broke through and advanced another level.

PS: To prepare for tomorrow's official launch, this chapter is a bit short; please forgive me... However, the next chapter won't have to wait until evening—the two chapters will be released back-to-back.

Cheng'er finally sighed, still feeling that Xian'er held no particular fondness for the child in her belly.

Most of them possessed fiery tempers to begin with, and they had just been waiting for Zhao Hao's words. One by one, they leaped three feet into the air and pounced toward the doorway like wolves and tigers.

Although there were still a few other wandering customers strolling about at this moment, a glance at their attire and dressing made it clear they were extraordinary individuals and certainly not petty thieves.

As soon as Wang Jie stepped into the vehicle, it shot straight up into the sky with a "whoosh" and sped toward the center of Shouchang District.

Ever since his return, the Emperor had spent the past month and a half mostly handling state affairs, or else resting at the Phoenix Parasol Palace in the temporary inner court. He had rarely even seen the Empress or the Noble Consort Shu who was carrying an imperial prince, let alone these inconspicuous concubines.

Now those mechanical parts seemed to be operating in an orderly fashion, executing a program that had been set long ago.

Binter spoke with difficulty, trying to inquire about Qin Luo's identity. Yet under the weight of that ancestral bloodline pressure, he felt his upper and lower jaws trembling uncontrollably, making his words utterly incoherent.

Shen Yi'an could be said to exist like a god in this place; a single word from him could not only cause them to lose their jobs, but even drive them into complete bankruptcy.

That was because the magic mirror broke through the caliber limitations of the magic cannon, allowing it to release much more powerful, higher-tier spells—something the Broken Tooth obviously didn't have much use for.

Some people might think face is worth nothing. Chinese people simply care too much about saving face, often doing things that torture them just to keep up appearances. For the sake of a single shred of pride, they are frequently willing to disregard everything else. But this is by no means a simple matter of losing face; it is a man's dignity.

"Old thing! Can't you restrain yourself just a bit!" Che Li shouted loudly from behind the dwarf mage. Just a moment ago, she had given the dwarf mage's head a hard whack with the back of her double-bladed polearm, denting his wizard hat completely inward. Even though she used the blunt side, the blow must have been intensely painful.