Chapter 65: Comrade Liping Is Too Pitiful

Song Mingrui's face instantly darkened. His wife had smiled and tried to greet the man, but this fellow was quite something else, sneering as if they owed him a fortune.

Seeing that they were unwelcome, Wei Yao couldn't be bothered to cozy up to him. She took Song Yang by the hand and headed straight home, with Song Mingrui following closely behind, refusing to even spare the man a glance.

"Commander Song, hold on a moment. I have a few things I'd like to discuss with you."

"Commander Song, what is the meaning of this? Didn't you hear me talking to you? Commander Song, Song Mingrui, stop right there."

Mo Xiaoxiao had reached a state of utter madness in her quest to reclaim the Demonic Infant Spirit. What surprised me the most was that she actually stabbed me in the back with a cold arrow, a dagger striking me squarely between the shoulder blades.

The current empress wore a slightly haggard expression. Even after recuperating for a very long time, just three days away had completely transformed her appearance.

"I don't know how to explain this to you right now, but I will make it clear to you later. For now, just go back! An Zhihua arranged Grandma's funeral this time simply to lure you out!" She lowered her gaze, avoiding his direct line of sight.

"Will you ever stop? I am a man, a man!" Nangong Qian emphasized, unsure whether he was reminding Leng Feng or himself.

A sudden surge of icy aura made Leng Lu shiver. Xiao Jingxuan's expression seemed even darker. Did that really look like running away in panic? Someone had claimed she was "scared off," hadn't they?

Although Shangguan Feng didn't know what they were there for, having heard Xuananyue mention that they were coming, she didn't find it surprising at all. She simply held Xuananyue's hand tightly to draw warmth.

Therefore, this was her first time doing it as well, and she was afraid Ji Ruyuan might not be able to hold on. After all, the process was far too agonizing; only someone with a truly resilient mind could successfully purge the affliction.

Of course, Shangguan Feng didn't mind these gestures too much. After all, she was not a person of this era and wouldn't excessively dwell on such formalities.

"Hahaha, that's all the more reason for you to rest easy!" Changlin laughed heartily. Surveillance cameras had long been widely available; while large-scale deployment incurred heavy costs, it greatly benefited public security and defense.

Looking at the boundless ocean, Liu Tian clicked his tongue. It was another endless sea. Whenever he encountered such scenery, the power within his body would begin to hum.

Following Long Tianwei's calm, cold, and almost ruthlessly analytical dissection, Long Yuntian's expression gradually grew heavy, even turning somewhat dejected.

At that moment, hearing Yuexia mention that the former Master of the Vast Cold Palace had discussed him on the road to the netherworld, he couldn't help but recall the circumstances of his first meeting with Yan Luoniang's master.

Gathering all his strength, Chu Tianyu delivered a fierce punch, blasting open a passage. Like a swimming dragon, he rapidly darted through, executing five successive phantom images to evade the all-encompassing rain of swords.

Without invincibility or damage immunity effects, it was likely that no one could withstand Ying Si's seven-stage burst of damage.

"Right, in that base, aside from that USB flash drive, did you find anything else?" Old Song stared intently and solemnly at Zheng Ji.

Because of the Jiang family's existence, the Sha family did not dare to push the Lin family too hard. After all, if the two families joined forces, their strength would not fall far short of the Sha family's. A mutually destructive scenario was something no one wanted to see.

Unless the opponent was trying to achieve some specific objective, combat generally took place in outer space or the upper atmosphere.

Niu Xueliang kept one hand behind his back, his wings folding behind him as he descended onto the dried, mud-crusted ground. Amidst the swirling dust, Liu Tian, who had initially let down his guard, instantly became highly alert upon hearing those words.

"Naturally, yours will not be left out. Judging from our entry, the ruins of this Puppet Holy City are being discovered for the very first time."

At that moment, flying needles shot out from the box once more, far exceeding the previous quantity. The embroidery that had been hanging to the side was already riddled with holes and utterly tattered.

This was a true sea of fire. Looking in every direction as far as the eye could see, there were only raging, burning flames.