Chapter 64 An Unforeseen Method of Surprise Attack

Shi Jie silently ate his food at the side, and upon hearing this, he retorted in an undertone, "What a brainless and pathetic example." Inwardly, he muttered: It would be a miracle if Shen Chenren ever paid you any attention.

Bai Yuxi’s face flushed slightly, and she softly said, "I-I came to find Yifei to-to get-my handbag!" Seeing Bai Yuxi’s cute appearance, Mo Linghuan gave a light chuckle and said, "Oh? Yifei?" The name Wu Yifei did not ring a bell in Mo Linghuan’s mind at all, as she had no idea who Wu Yifei was, and the smile on her face gradually faded.

Huangfu Rou returned to the soft couch, pondering the words she had exchanged with Imperial Consort Xue yesterday. It seemed that Consort Xue had long known the Empress would make a move, which was why she spoke those words to her at the very end. Her intuition had not failed her; those were indeed her final words, her parting entrustment.

"I’m glad we got to properly re-acquaint ourselves tonight." Sheng Mingzhu paused for a moment before waving her hand, signaling that Li Haorani could leave.

"Very good. Do you see that window on the far east side of the fifth floor? The curtains are open, and the light is on." The man continued to direct him over the phone.

In two or three strides, he reached the side of the car, casually pulled open the door, and took the passenger seat.

At first, no one paid attention to Meng Changsheng’s condition, until after a moment when someone finally noticed it. Amidst such heavy snow, Meng Changsheng had no idea how long he had been walking through the blizzard, yet not a single snowflake clung to him, and the white horse beneath him remained similarly immaculate.

That was the power of a mighty physical form. One must not blindly pursue spiritual cultivation alone; physical conditioning must not be left behind.

After settling Lord Qu down to lie flat, a sound like a chirping bird rang out as a black dragon phantom flew out from the wine jar, frantically fleeing toward the outside of the corridor. Coral pondered for a moment, suddenly comprehending something, and reached out to check Lord Qu’s pulse. In an instant, everything became clear to her.

The bloodline essence of the Scarlet Refining Fire Qilin, hidden deep within his blood, burned once more. Wisps of flame pierced through his pores, burning furiously around his body. In the blink of an eye, the layers of vines wrapped tightly around him were burned through with numerous large holes, transforming him into a giant fireball.

"Master, let’s not do this anymore, let’s go home!" Jiang Xi said as she went to pull the old man’s arm, but the old man stood rooted to the spot, immovable.

There was no time left. Her shadow could deceive the eyes of ordinary cultivators, but it could not elude divine sense detection, and the only way to avoid being discovered was to take the risk and charge straight through.

With the documents in her hands, her confidence was even greater, and she had no fear that the possessions belonging to her in the will could be withheld.

Shortly after, a canopy curtain was pulled aside, and Liu Rou stood by the bedside with a posture resembling Medusa, her boneless, jade-like fingers gently stroking Yang Qing’s cheek, faintly revealing her alluring, snowy-white skin.

At that moment, steaming hot and fragrant dishes were served onto the table one after another. The servants respectfully placed the dinner before everyone and quietly withdrew.

This forced the security guards to intervene, as it concerned their reputation and security duties, and disturbing other wealthy patrons coming to deliver money would be extremely troublesome.

The doctor felt a chilly draft all around him. Lifting his gaze to look at the stern-faced man radiating a terrifying aura, he could not help feeling his scalp tingle.

A thorough reprimand left this group of drivers too terrified to even breathe deeply, each of them drooping their heads in sullen silence.

Zhang Jing turned pale with anger after reading only half of it. Yet she also found herself in a difficult dilemma because she genuinely knew Qiu Tianjue, who was an acquaintance of Bureau Chief Qu. Moreover, it was not an equal dynamic; Bureau Chief Qu appeared to be intensely sucking up to Qiu Tianjue—at least, that was the exact dynamic during the two banquets Zhang Jing had attended.

Jia Rong was originally not qualified either, but ever since Jia Yuanchun was bestowed the title of Imperial Noble Consort, his social circle had elevated by quite a few notches, and he too had received an invitation to this banquet.

Our most normal judgment would assume Jieyou’s approach was a peaceful dialogue, but in reality, it was followed by a resolute and decisive cutting off, as well as viciously cursing the other an idiot.

"You've been in a fight? With whom? Iron Man or the Hulk? Could it be Thor?" The clerks stationed in Section Six had a deep understanding of and yearning for the Card Game, and upon learning that the Avengers were modeled after their prototypes, they naturally grew even more curious about the organization.

The Confucian Master Sheng Xiaomo, Penglai's Nie Qianzhang, along with the leaders of the Kongtong Sect, Taibai Sect, Shaobai Sect, and other top ten immortal sects, all cast their gazes toward the Changliu Immortal Venerable.

The opening of the Yanhuang Battle Array generated a tremendous response. Anyone who had ever fought alongside the Yanhuang direct-subordinate troops had witnessed the terrifying power of the array.

"What is it?" Xue Qingwei took a deep breath, suppressing the impatience and anger raging in her heart. She frowned as she looked at Xiao Fan and spoke stiffly.

Yan Jie also felt a stir of vigilance within himself, secretly warning himself never to become a pawn in the hands of someone as ruthless and devoid of affection as Qin Ye, lest he be doomed to eternal damnation.

Anpu was not a professional, but the reason he could instantly perceive it was purely a matter of feeling—especially regarding Sherlock Holmes's manner of speaking and narrating the stories of others using the first-person "I."

Regarding this, quite a few people on the Danhou Platform wore bizarre, strange expressions as they looked at Master Chenfeng and Xiao Fan, their looks resembling those of people watching two ridiculous and comical monkeys, utterly bizarre.