Sixty-four.

Just at that moment, an arrow shot swiftly and silently from the shadows. The split second before, it was still atop the city wall, and the next moment it had reached my back. The arrow shaft was lined with bristling barbs, and the fletching brushed against a glowing talisman paper.

Upon arriving here, Duan Nan caught sight of a few familiar figures, yet for the moment, he could not quite place them.

Nai Gao snapped back to reality, nodded hastily, and then hopped off the bed, trotting eagerly behind Lana until Lana closed the front door and even her retreating figure vanished from sight.

Du Yu was even more astonished, never expecting that Senior Mistress Jingyin would come out to greet him personally, nor that the Senior Mistress possessed such skillful techniques of preserving her youth that she looked nothing like her rumored age. Du Yu felt deeply humbled.

"I saved your teacher, and your academy," the man said evenly as the long sword in his hand vanished once more.

Outside the hall's doors, the God of Cuisine watched quietly. He saw no exquisite delicacies, only overflowing emotions—emotions that belonged solely to the Mirror Department. He sighed, turned back toward his beloved kitchen, and discarded all the dishes he had made earlier during his contest with the wet nurse.

This was the sheer pressure of aura. At their level, a difference in realm often meant that mere aura alone was enough to crush a person to death.

A red booklet was pulled out. The mere sight of the cover made Meng Xilai's skin twitch. Once he opened it and verified the identity within, Meng Xilai drew in a sharp breath.

As for why chains were used? Because Ding Jingxi also excelled at whip techniques, and moreover, he believed that such a weapon possessed uniquely miraculous effects against flying creatures compared to bows and arrows.

With no other choice, You Jian had to find a way to survive the next turn. Faced with his remaining hand cards, You Jian made the only possible choice.

Furthermore, if there was anything other than the Blood Lotus capable of saving Ye Weiyang, Imperial Physician Liao would surely have heard of it.

"It looks like he's full of energy today!" Blake said with a smile to Thompson. In the ensuing quarters, Patrice displayed an astonishing form, completely dominating his opponent on both offense and defense, and led the Tigers in quickly widening the scoring gap.

However, if she would think of this, how could Mu Qingfeng fail to anticipate it? Thus, the next moment, Leng Mufan's cell phone rang out.

"Sigh!" A sigh echoed through the air. No matter how hard the Buddhist cultivator and Daoist monarch tried, that sarira was snatched without suspense into the palm of a suddenly appearing giant hand. Immediately, the arm of the giant hand flicked slightly, and a force of unimaginably terrifying magnitude blasted the Buddhist cultivator and Daoist monarch—staff and all—flying far away.

"Trash!" Jun Yixiao scoffed with disdain, then ruthlessly pulverized the minds of the three demon kings, leaving them not even a sliver of spiritual consciousness.

Ding Peng deliberately scanned his hair, guessing in his heart that this fellow probably had the bloodline of the Hu people, yet his feet did not hesitate as he turned and fled.

Ye Qingqiu would eventually have to take over the imperial throne, and Ye Weiyang needed to familiarize her with state affairs in advance, along with Shangguan Jinyan.

A series of violent explosions resounded. Black trees were uprooted one by one, demonic vines shattered across the sky, and the eight-winged dragon-jiao flew about blindly in extreme agony, resembling a headless fly.

Upon reaching the Phantom Moon Kingdom, the traces that had originally vanished were finally imprinted onto Chu Hehe once more by Xuanlv Che, the condition even worse than before.

Jun Yixiao drew a deep breath. How could she have appeared here, and how had she managed to overhear her conversation from such a distance?

With a resounding crash, both parties retreated simultaneously. The Great Ming Incantation Seal and the Frost-Shattering Fist shattered concurrently. Xie Yan, who was slightly at a disadvantage, merely suffered a few split blood vessels on his knuckles, sustaining nothing more than superficial skin wounds.

"It was much like this when I met the children's father," Nangong Liuli confessed truthfully to Murong Shuixiang.

Third Master Gu twitched the corner of his mouth. So be it; this was the true nature of Madam Qian, and it also brought him a sense of peace.

The very instant Lu Lin launched himself, Carvajal had already burst forward and gained half a step's advantage. Relying on this half-step, he directly kicked Zheng Yi's over-the-top pass out of bounds.

There was only half a day remaining of the three-day limit set by Xie Yan to complete the "acting chivalrously" trial quest, yet Liu Baoyuan had still not accomplished the mission. Moreover, since sending back a message last night, no further word had been received.

Before Zheng Yi's pass, this was Jiang Ming's second sprinting run forward. During the first sprint, he had assumed Zheng Yi would neither pass nor be able to pass, given the dozens of meters of distance and Borussia Dortmund's layered defense, so he had stopped.

Hearing footsteps, Situ Bin knew it was his wife. As she drew near to his side, he gently drew her into his embrace.

When she was abducted, Huazhi was twenty-two years old with a two-year-old son. She was bought as a wife by an old bachelor in the village, and her son became the old bachelor's stepson.

Within the forest, there was not the slightest unusual movement, nor did any figure appear, as if no one had ever been hiding there in the first place.

"Double it, double it, I'll go double it right now." Upon hearing the mention of triple, the secret guard who had spoken darted away in a flash.

"Having a conflict with the Director-General of the Arrest Bureau? By what right do you even qualify? Who knows what kind of fallen aristocrat you are." Third Young Master Jiang felt only contempt in his heart.

She found the matter before her quite fascinating. On what grounds did Fang Ran conclude, purely based on her appearance, that she had a connection with the old matriarch of the Fang family?

Li Chang did not conceal the matter, perhaps feeling that Su Heng was already qualified to know, or perhaps believing that it was hardly a secret.

Leaving aside whether Wen Baobao could smoothly awaken the transcendent mental power within her, the other clever minds—including the current patriarch Chongguang—all seemed to regard her as the hope for the revitalization of the Human-Jing clan.

They too yearned for peace and hoped for the establishment of a new kingdom. The very fact that they had all come to vote today indicated their support; they ought not to be the ones launching this raid.

Su Heng nodded. This body-strengthening powder had no effect whatsoever on him, but that did not mean it was the same for others. More importantly, this was won back by Dacheng.

However, if the fatty knew that the class representative selection was a result of Xiao Yawen cheating, I wonder if he should cry, or cry, or simply cry?

When Qimin came to me, a familiar, faint smile played upon his lips. Whenever such a smile appeared, something rather ominous was invariably about to happen.

With a crisp "rip," the "Starry Sky Chain" in the hand of the Lina warrior descended limply, entangling a dark, formless mass. Yet the golden radiance enveloping the Gale pirates ultimately managed to break free and fled far into the distance.

Shen Feng sat together with Liang Xiaoyu and Lu Qingyu inside a stone house, chatting around a table. A set of exquisitely crafted tea utensils sat upon the table, and Liang Xiaoyu now occupied the host's seat, pouring tea for Shen Feng and the others.

Both glacial ice and misty fog were already at hand; what was lacking now was purple water. The quest prompt had mentioned this: the purple water was to be obtained within the Purple Cloud Lake.