Chapter 66

As the dragon elders cast their gazes over, everyone watching the competition by the Transformation Dou Pool looked over as well.

Hearing Xi Jiatong’s words, Shen Anqi was once again reminded of the matter of buying a car. At the thought of cars, she narrowed her eyes, pondering whether she should find a way to get one out of her spatial dimension.

Liu Feng’s face was filled with excitement, and his form of address shifted from teacher to master. Following him along this journey, An Qing and Xu Jiao wore looks of deep reverence, and their behavior grew increasingly submissive.

Putting away his phone, Xie Xiren turned back to the computer, turned off the mute button, and his expression returned to normal.

Although her son had called to say he was bringing his partner back, she had been too excited to pay attention, and only now did she realize that there was another young woman present as well.

With a deafening explosion, Lan Jiyue’s breakthrough was forcefully interrupted by an external force, and she began to spew mouthfuls of fresh blood.

Mu Baobao sensed the displeasure in Fan Ling’s tone and, wishing to avoid any conflict with her, took a step back on her own accord.

Mei'er nodded, though her face remained heavy with worry. The situation she was about to face was indeed tricky, especially given how complicated the current members of the Mei family were.

The braised dishes were the most expensive option, costing forty cents a portion, while the vegetarian dishes were much cheaper at ten cents a portion.

I had been waiting for the right moment to arrive, and before that moment came, I never forced myself to consummate our marriage. But you did.

The clear and resonant voice caused a shock to their hearts, gradually calming them down as their gazes refocused on Long Tianwei, full of anticipation for his performance.

With those words, she vanished like a wisp of smoke, only to return a moment later with a hat perched crookedly on her head and a belt that completely clashed with her dress, smiling cheerfully.

When he was still three zhang away from Shen Ruoshi, Shen Herong suddenly felt the surrounding space shift. Turning back, the scenery behind him had turned hazy and gray.

Some luminous paper materials emerged, with various plans and fragmented contents drifting past—all of them wild and bizarre schemes.

Chang Huaixin took a heavy drag from his cigarette. Above their heads, a purple bolt of lightning twisted and leaped like a spirit snake, followed instantly by a thunderclap that shook the earth and heavens. Although Chang Haixin had been prepared, he still gave a start, causing the cigarette ash to shake loose and drift down onto Yan Tuojiang.

Lu Mingxiang realized that the decline of Europe was inevitable. Walking along the banks of the Rhine, the cool breeze blowing against his face slightly eased the gloom in his heart. Before setting out, he had expected to finish all his business and embark on the return journey within a week, but reality made him realize that he would likely have to delay his stay a bit longer.

The former first bowed to Han Sutian and then to everyone present, skillfully bypassing Feng Qingtian’s position. Finally, after he finished bowing to the assembly, his dark red robes fluttered, and though advanced in age, the fierce old man spoke with a voice that could pierce the clouds and shatter stones.

"There's no need to distinguish between yours and mine; whatever I buy for you will be registered in your name," Zheng Ji said with a shake of his head.

She turned around, pressing her somewhat lean face, along with strands of hair, against the top of his head, and wept endlessly.

At that moment, a loud, clear whistle suddenly echoed from the corner of the plaza, and a white figure soared into the sky, tracing a magnificent white arc in midair. With a few graceful spins in the air to gather momentum, the figure landed lightly on the stage like a fallen leaf, moving with effortless ease, ethereal and transcendent.

Niu Sanjin was mistaken; he had thought his elbow strike would be enough to make Tang Niu let go, forgetting that Tang Niu was notorious for his desperate, life-or-death fighting style. A warm, damp sensation at the back of his neck told him it was Tang Niu’s blood spraying out!

Though the beggar’s unkempt hair concealed her face, and her tattered clothes masked her figure, Fang Mian still felt a deep sense of familiarity, as if she had seen her somewhere before.

The sheer force of Ziyi’s strength was evident as fresh blood suddenly trickled from the corner of her mouth, a chilling and heart-stopping sight to behold.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Yan Yan isn't even eighteen yet; how can she date so early? I won't allow it!" Watching the brother and sister echo each other, Lu Zheng assumed the strict authority of an elder brother and glared at them.

In an instant, thousands of tender and affectionate feelings spontaneously arose in both of their hearts. Bathed in the faint starlight, the atmosphere grew even more cozy and warm. A gentle breeze blew, stirring Yi Mingyang’s hair as a few stray strands brushed across Xiao Huan’s face.

Cheng Lingzhi blinked, unable to resist exposing him, "I performed surgery on you a dozen days ago..." So just how long ago was "a long time ago"? A dozen days?

"It's a deal!" Manager Li immediately let out a rogue’s whistle and swayed his hips as he walked toward those few thatched huts.

Though he obediently stayed put, anxiety still gnawed at his heart until the sound of hurried footsteps reached his ears, allowing him to finally let out a sigh of relief and set his worries aside.

The door Fang Mian had just pushed open was only halfway open when her movements froze. Her mind remained in a daze for two seconds before she spun around as if struck by lightning.

"Hello, Director Li, Planner Yuan. The road conditions were quite good driving over to your side just now, and we didn't run into any traffic jams." Li Hao shook hands with the two hosts respectively, and then, warmly welcomed by the two executives, the three of them chatted and laughed as they entered the company interior to briefly tour the gaming company's environment.

A scarlet phoenix soared from the iridescent garments amidst a series of piercing cries. Flapping its blazing wings, it circled continuously within the living room of the villa, instantly subduing all the ghosts summoned by the Blood Lotus and bringing their attacks to a halt.

The sinners' clothes had vanished, leaving them completely naked, but no one was in the mood to appreciate this rare scenery. They were all soaking in a massive wok of boiling oil; the golden-yellow oil looked tempting—on the condition that it was frying chicken legs instead of their own bodies.

He asked nothing at all, nodding in a daze because the gentle mother who had always smiled at him was crying. She was crying; no matter how cold or harsh that man's expression had ever been, she had never shed a tear before, but now she was actually crying.

The clumsy giant robots were also covered in scars, with exposed wires trailing from their bodies. Their central nervous systems had been completely destroyed, and their optical brains could no longer analyze enemy situations for them. They were now nothing more than truly immobile machines.

With Yang Yan’s voice, the short swords flying toward him struck what felt like an invisible steel plate, producing a series of crisp, clear impacts.

Yet clearly, the few grey-robed middle-aged men maintaining the operation of the spiritual array in the surrounding area were not in a good state at the moment. All five of them had tense bodies, fixing their gazes outside the array to take in everything before them. Without exception, their somewhat pale complexions looked quite unsightly.