Chapter 67

He had no idea how the other person had obtained his phone number, but an underlying sense of hesitation stopped him from hanging up.

Diana felt a tinge of surprise; brimming with self-confidence, she had long since grown accustomed to being the center of attention.

Opening her eyes, Tian Ye looked into her mother's face and cried out, "Mom!" With that, she flung herself into her mother's arms and wept.

Gazing at the magnificent grand gate before him, flanked by a pair of colossal stone lions, the corners of Qin Yu's lips curved upward slightly. At this moment, he remained completely oblivious to everything concerning Xie Aoyun and his companions, and was simply preparing to pay a visit to Wei Ting's home.

Even the lowest-tier spiritual herbs were of the fifth grade, and Qin Yu even managed to unearth a seventh-grade spiritual herb among them. This was truly...

Yet just as I finished my bath and laundry, and was about to retrieve the items from the treasure chest inside the coffin, I suddenly felt a chilling draft across my back. Looking back, a pair of eyes with nothing but whites stared from right behind my head, scaring me out of my wits on the spot.

Huang Xiao had no way of knowing whether Meng Niya was telling the truth, but as long as a glimmer of hope remained to bring Ye Feng back to life, he was willing to try anything.

Facing a vast, surging horde of elite alien warriors mounted on seahorses, Shen Wu watched as their commanding officer stepped forward merely to show off, only to be pierced straight through and killed by a single blade strike from Lark. This completely enraged the seahorse knights.

Having spoken, the Buddha waved His hand, transforming the Manjusaka flower into a white hue, and planted it by the Buddha on the opposite shore.

"Don't worry, didn't I put on the T-shirt you bought for me yourself~ I'm sure there won't be any trouble from here on out. Today, the two of us are going to have a fantastic time at the anime convention," Si Qiyu said with an ambiguous smile.

A single holy emissary was terrifying enough to effortlessly shatter the national fortune of the Wanqian Immortal Dynasty, let alone such an astonishing Holy Cult Master?

Inside a dilapidated building in the suburbs of Xiliudu, Luo Tianque beheld the corpses of his parents preserved inside a cryogenic coffin.

"You are Yaya's godfather, while this deity is Yaya's biological father. Isn't that quite a coincidence?" Jun Luoyuan offered a nonchalant smile, his appearance and bearing matching You Ye in every respect.

Judging from Shen Wan'er's description, the Empress was not an unreasonable and overbearing person; rather, she had strongly urged Shen Wan'er to seek immediate medical treatment in case it turned out to be a serious illness.

The three old men trembled with excitement, terrified that Duan Lang might go back on his word, and hastily stuffed the immortal rice into their storage pouches.

Having slacked off for yet another day, and plagued by the thought of unfinished work while stranded in the lonely mountains, Mu Shiyu let out a melancholic sigh.

Get lost! Just as he was about to eliminate one rival in love, another one pops up out of nowhere. How could he possibly stomach this rage?

Duan Lang casually handed over the phone and blissfully accepted the sound-transmitting jade slip, feeling as though he had struck a massive bargain.

"How dare you tarnish my reputation!" Nangong Xiaoyue instantly lost her sanity with rage, pointing at Feng Jingyu as she roared at the top of her lungs.

Watching the giant red fiend launch a frenzied assault right before his eyes, Han Sanyuan could only stare back with a bitter smile filling his heart.

Upon hearing the instructions, A-Lin and the others sprang into action immediately. A-Lin, in particular, fully understood the gravity of the mistake she had made and knew disciplinary action was bound to follow. But this was no time to dwell on that; her priority was to minimize the fallout caused by her own blunder to the greatest extent possible.

With a furious roar from Yan Feng, he raised both hands and unleashed an even more formidable demonic aura. Billowing black mists blotted out the sun and sky, plunging the surrounding area into instant darkness.

There was only one person who could pull off such a grand display at Bureau 947 and dare to leave such precious items lying around in their own office.

Jing Lang would undoubtedly return to Blackrock Depths to farm for gear later on, so preparing the key in advance made complete sense—after all, not every dungeon run featured a rogue with lockpicking exceeding 280.

Yet, graceful and dashing though he was, carrying the mental sutra once given to him by Yan Chixia in his bosom, he remained an ordinary man in the end, incapable of withstanding the dense, oppressive yin energy of the netherworld for so long.

That reckless white snow was just like herself, and this scarlet, burning cigarette butt was akin to that young girl.

At breakfast time, Lin Wu and Rillaboom sat on the grass eating sandwiches, while a Dreepy rested atop his head, blinking its eyes.

Even though he had spent decades undergoing trials of the heart within the painted mural, his greatest regret upon the brink of death was having failed his wife—a flaw deeply embedded in the recesses of his state of mind.

Lan Lin suddenly regretted the malice of his momentary impulse; all the hostility he had felt vanished instantly, his earlobes turning awkwardly red as he awkwardly scrambled to cobble together some words of amends.

Li Si nodded indifferently to show he understood, and the others naturally raised no objections. The tall and robust cultivator then summoned several other Core Formation cultivators, gave them instructions one by one, and the group flashed away outside the grand formation.

Four guards pressed the tips of their swords against the chests of the four thugs. The guard who had severed a thug's arm with a single slash spoke coldly, slowly sliding his blade back into its scabbard, leaving not a single drop of blood on the razor-sharp edge.

Sawei already knew that Ruth was a mermaid, because the part below her waist was indeed a fish's body, meaning Ruth was actually a rare mermaid.

The place was both gorgeous and serene, and for a fleeting moment, Guo'er wished she could settle down right here.

"Is there anywhere else you'd like to visit after dinner?" Having nearly finished his meal, and seeing that the day was still young, Bai Hui wanted to ask where Zheng Bona might want to go next.

"Wait... let me go take a look instead..." Although Bai Wu was currently wearing an apron and sleeve protectors, if he were to go near Zheng Bona's painting, he might easily get paint on himself and ruin her artwork. Figuring he could spare a few minutes, he decided to check on it himself.

The larger a grand illusion realm became, the exponentially harder it was to expand it further. Especially for him, as he could not afford to spare even a fraction of a percent of his focus.

"This gentleman is a complete stranger; he must not be from this county, right?" The madam was worldly and experienced, knowing that anyone altering their facial appearance deliberately sought to conceal their true identity.

Pu Lie had already briefed these craftsmen; they were the Prince of Linzi's trusted confidants, and whatever work they did here had to be kept strictly confidential. The Prince of Linzi would never treat them unfairly, but anyone daring to leak even the slightest secret need not dream of returning to Linzi.

Su Lu possessed a pouch capable of holding a vast amount of items, and he packed everything he could possibly carry into it.