Chapter 65: The Cocky Linsi Qing

Fu Siqiao stood by the edge of the playground, holding a photograph, her face filled with bewilderment and utter helplessness.

Her eyes were wide open, her lips parted slightly, and her brows were tightly knitted together as she scrutinized the photo in her hands, as if studying some mysterious treasure.

Fu Xiaotao stood to the side, her face beaming with a radiant smile, her eyes shining brightly like two twinkling stars.

She eagerly leaned in close to Fu Siqiao, pointing at the photograph and chattering away...

The Tower of Time was built along the coastline, and just outside its basement lay a precipitous seaside cliff. A great army of knights shattered the rock wall from within and plunged straight into the sea without looking back. Yet before they even touched the water's surface, they shattered and vanished like foam.

Lu Nanfei and Lu Mingyang both had no idea what was going on. Seeing her so deeply engrossed, they felt it inappropriate to interrupt.

Xiangye did not feel tired at all. After sipping a few cups of black tea, he got up and strolled around. The servants seemed quite accustomed to dealing with all sorts of peculiar guests and paid no heed to Xiangye, continuing quietly with their respective tasks.

"Where is Sizhe? You two catch up, I'm going to go check on my precious grandson." Believing that his continued presence might hinder whatever they wished to discuss, Elder Qiao simply found an excuse to leave.

Suyi followed the others out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, only then letting out a long sigh of relief. Opening her palms, she found her jade-white hands drenched in sweat.

Liu Yingfeng's comprehension of the Yin-Yang Absolute Death Hand was only at about two or three tenths, but even this meager fraction was formidable enough, reaching the pinnacle of the ultimate tier and rivaling the initial stage of the mysterious tier.

The moment the Silent Killer caught sight of that expunged criminal record, he decisively switched to his secondary personality; his intentions were self-evident.

Before Yanyu could find time to gather other evidence to corroborate her suspicions, Fuping and the others had already altered the garments.

"I certainly wouldn't mind, but phrasing it that way would make my intentions far too obvious." Qiu Ruo shook her head with a smile, suddenly noticing Gu Yanzhao standing a few yards away in fine brocade robes before a stall, looking somewhat restrained, clearly having spotted her.

The Silver Dragon Philasou retreated. With the battle ending without a single casualty, Philasou was immortalized as a symbol of both mercy and majesty.

The car had just pulled up to the house when a man in his forties or fifties was spotted standing by the entrance. Could he be a relative of Yuxuan?

Seeing one of the GUYS' Accelerators struggling to pin down the Superbeast while the other attempted to destroy the interference device, Hokuto Seiji grew anxious. Yet no matter whether Aihara Ryu fired lasers or missiles, they failed to inflict even the slightest damage on the interference device.

Su Yutong, however, could no longer afford to care. If Ye Yingfan actually cried out, all of them would perish right here.

Judging by the nonchalant expressions of the passersby, this phenomenon was clearly nothing new; it was just that previously, Qian Lai had always driven and thus hadn't paid much attention to it.

For a normal human being to transform into such a demonic entity—Ming Yongyuan in this state was a hundred times more terrifying than any ferocious beast.

Feeling this shift, Zhang Zhiping inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. He had finally managed to temporarily stabilize the illusory realm and keep himself from being directly blown apart. However, seeing the boundless power still erupting from the Dragon Abyss, Zhang Zhiping did not dare to lower his guard in the slightest, knowing that with the current strength of the illusory realm, it probably lacked the capacity to absorb it directly.

Because teleportation scrolls were exceedingly precious, Long Zhenxing had repeatedly hinted to Chu Yunduan not to use them lightly.

Panicking, she ran toward the door outside, never expecting to collide squarely with someone materializing out of thin air. She should have crashed onto the hard tile floor, but the person caught her, causing her to tumble directly into his embrace.

Across the entire Yunze City, there were only three gaming parlors in total: one in the East District belonging to Young Master Qin, one in the West District controlled by another boss, and the remaining one belonging to Guanshan Hu.

A steel awl was plunged straight into his chest, and the blood flowing from the wound was still not fully dry. Yet, there was not a single soul to be found nearby.