Chapter 65: Acquaintance

The truth before our eyes was utterly bizarre, instantly plunging Gu Qianxi and me into a fog of deep bewilderment.

Right beside the longevity plaque lamp dedicated to Gu Qianxi, there was actually enshrined the longevity plaque lamp of Lin Yulang?

Where on earth, then, was Ye Qiang’s own lamp enshrined?

Gu Qianxi tilted her head in thought for a moment, and with a sudden flash of inspiration, she said, "Pockmark, do you think it’s possible that we made a mistake, and Lin Yulang himself also came..."

At first, Sheng Zhan was rather reluctant to answer Jiang Qiao’s question, but Jiang Qiao kept staring right at him, clearly wanting to hear him give a proper explanation.

She got out of bed to freshen up, and upon entering the bathroom, she saw Sheng Zhan’s freshly changed shirt and suit trousers draped neatly over the rack nearby.

However, the rebels here were simply too numerous, making it necessary to enlist the power of Dragor to help suppress the rebellion.

It was already evening, and a fair number of students could be seen around. Among those they encountered were many from her class who recognized and adored Fu Hua. Seeing their monitor exhibit such an entirely different style brought a peculiar expression to her face that the Herrscher of Sentience thoroughly enjoyed.

Just as these Eighth Route Army soldiers jumped off the tank, a No. 4 tank several dozen meters away suddenly trembled all over, as if it had crashed into something. The tank began spinning in place, even throwing off several soldiers who hadn't managed to leap clear in time.

Fortunately, however, Sheng Zhan knew how to guide her. Coupled with the dimness of the room, where pitch-black darkness prevented anyone from taking in each other's facial expressions fully, it gave her a certain measure of courage.

Yet, back on the Blue Planet, she had known that truly returning to the past was impossible; after all, it was a paradox, the most famous of which was the "Grandmother Paradox."

"The store manager left a message saying he's not in Changkong City right now, pay him no mind!" Kiana pouted, her hard-won alone time with Mei having been interrupted.

Hearing this, Mo Feibai lowered his head even further. What on earth is going on? Why couldn't I control myself?

Swept up by this immense surge of power, the numerous martial sages in the Forbidden City Martial Arts Arena involuntarily tumbled and flew backward through the air.

Yet Mond gave him not a shred of opportunity. Holder's physical constitution was likewise placed under confinement by Mond; his flesh, which had originally possessed the strength of a Tier 9 being, now possessed physical might inferior even to that of a Tier 2 warrior under the suppression of this seal.

The swordsman in lavish robes was one thing, but that Daoist priest exuded a faint, suppressed aura that filled her with a sense of dread.

Taking advantage of the moment before Oscar could recover his composure, Li Chensha immediately unfurled the Golden Crow Divine Wings, transforming into a streak of golden light as he charged straight at him.

Li Chensha now keenly felt that the crisis facing the Douqi Continent was imminent, which was why he was desperately refining the Heavenly Flame, striving to foil the conspiracy of the Tuoshe Demonic Flame as soon as possible.

Xuanyuan Daozang nodded, noting that places nourished by primordial source energy generally tended to give birth to extraordinary heavenly treasures and rare items.

Instantly, everyone was stunned by Su Hanjing's breathtaking, celestial grace, particularly Granny Tang, whose eyes overflowed with a tender, maternal affection.

Waking up from a heavy hangover, his vital energy and state of mind were at their absolute lowest ebb, and his entire body felt limp and weak. Wielding the long sword in his hand suddenly felt somewhat beyond his capacity—it lacked the fluidity he had displayed a few days prior when fighting Xin Xian with iron chopsticks. Not paying attention for even a split second, he allowed Xin Xian to seize an opening, nearly killing him with a single blow.

"Hah, having your physical body shattered by a Great Emperor Realm expert, do you still have the face to speak to me like this?" Wan Chen sneered derisively.

The plum blossoms were blooming in full vigor these days, filling the air with a subtle fragrance as they carpeted the ground. Combined with the lingering snow, it made for a deeply picturesque scene.

Dou Wei lowered his voice to finish what he was saying, raised his glass to drain the red wine in one gulp, and then strode away without even sparing Xu Rui's current expression a single glance.

General Lou Pojun, far away at Hulang Pass, was still guarding the frontier; without the Emperor's summons, he was not permitted to return to the capital.

The young staff members evidently had not yet witnessed the depths of Dou Wei's shamelessness. Upon hearing his words, they immediately spat out whatever they were drinking in disbelief.