Chapter 66

After some bargaining, the two finally reached a consensus: Shi Xiaofeng's office would be retained, and his car would be replaced with a Cadillac XTS.

Besides, the evidence was already in other people's hands, and what they had said earlier was indeed going too far.

"Mingfan, come up and answer the question on this side. Moying, you answer that one," the teacher on the stage called out. Fortunately, Mingfan had been listening and went up without any fear.

"Let me organize my thoughts first." Ye Zhen would definitely tell Song Hu, but whether he should mention it to those two apprentices depended on the master's intentions.

In an instant, a violent gale rose, and the soil on the ground writhed and clung to Su Jun's soles. Gathering a bit of strength, Su Jun broke into a direct sprint.

However, Li Litian was given no choice in the matter. He saw Li Jiaoyun pull out a glass bottle exuding black aura from somewhere and smash it onto the ground.

Li Qingshan was completely stunned right away, the bloodshot veins in his eyes becoming even denser as anger continuously surged in his heart.

The enemy looked very relaxed, sitting on the ground with his back against a large tree, closing his eyes to rest. He was probably a professional artilleryman, and the rocket launcher he carried with him was enough to prove that.

It was just that Ye Zhen had no strength right now, so he had no choice but to lie down. He had the Holy Venerable help him change his clothes, and then had a place prepared for Ye Zhen to rest and sleep soundly.

This chief executive had a square, broad face. Although marked by the vicissitudes of time, his clean-shaven face was topped with meticulously combed, neat hair, revealing a work style characterized by thoroughness and meticulousness. His slender eyelids held a gaze capable of observing matters down to the finest detail.

Dugu Hong suddenly raised his head, and his pupils locked with those of the other person. In Dugu Hong's eyes, those pupils suddenly turned into two whirlpools, spinning endlessly before him.

Every once in a while, Lin Qing would bounce over and chatter a few sentences. Chen Yi would respond occasionally or simply be too lazy to reply, until she drifted off into a hazy sleep.

"Why?" For some reason, after realizing this, the very first image that flashed through Snow's mind was that day on the school bus, when Dugu Hong had looked on with desolation as Lin Ling left in the company of those three people, causing a sudden pang of heartache in his chest.

His tone was resolute and resonant, carrying a profound depth like wine aged for many years, exuding wave after wave of mellow fragrance. It let her know that a gentleman's trustworthiness and righteousness were never merely superficial shows.

The process of dividing the world into three parts, mutually assisting a Special-type summoning ability user, and enhancing each other through mutual aid was already clearly visible in Dugu Hong's mind.

He lifted one leg of the large tripod higher and higher, the angle becoming increasingly tilted. Finally, amidst a cry of exclamation from Snow, it rolled twice down the slope and plunged straight into the water.

Seeing Princess Lanling leave, Jian Liang shook his head with a sigh, regretting that he had ever associated with people of noble houses, and blaming himself endlessly. Not long after, the prison door opened, and two guards carried in a wooden bed complete with a brand-new set of bedding, unlocking the cell where Jian Liang was held and setting it up on one side. Seeing this, Jian Liang was rather surprised.

Sun Zhongli smiled and nodded. After exchanging a few greetings with him, Yue'er and I walked to the center of the Tianyuan Empire. This was the place with the highest concentration of vendors, selling all kinds of goods—weapon shops, magical crystals, armor shops—with shouting voices endlessly echoing up and down the street.

Tang Yuanyue, a messenger who had spent ten years in the wasteland, naturally had the clearest understanding of the situation there. Hearing her say this, Liu Ye finally felt at ease.

The staff at the exchange center were completely covered in dust by now, yet she still stared blankly ahead, unable to believe that someone had actually managed it—disassembling a space warship right before her eyes.

When Yuanqing said this, Xihe was still immersed in the warmth of her palm. Amidst everyone's singing and dancing, she led Xihe over to a shelf.

The Hundred Knots poison had relapsed. Urgenqi felt his emotions sway, as if the entire world had taken on a rosy tint, as if even the dilapidated town of Wumei was imbued with an atmosphere of happiness. That feeling was simply wonderful.

However, as the frequency of the body-swapping increased, he felt that whenever someone brought it up, he could recall the events that took place after swapping bodies with Mitsuha. By now, he had already remembered leaving a message on Mitsuha's phone just before going to sleep yesterday.

Yuan Shao was the first to arrive. Less than five miles away, a sudden shout rose from behind the mountain, and a troop of soldiers flashed out, led by three major generals: Liu Xuande, Guan Yunchang, and Xu Chu. Having learned in Pingyuan that Gongsun Zan and Yuan Shao were fighting for supremacy, they had come specifically to assist in the battle. Dismounting from their three horses, weapons in hand, they galloped forward to engage Yuan Shao directly.

If he had once held resentment toward the Wang family, he no longer had the qualification to do so. In fact, the downfall of the Wang family was directly related to Wang Hao.

Moses-Di-Tuo-Tuo returned to Jinghe in the Fuyue Mountains of the Hundred Clans Country. As he entered the city, Kunwu was hosting the ruler of the Hundred Clans Country.

Rubbing his eyes, Yile sleepily raised a hand, reached for the incessantly ringing phone by the bedside to silence the alarm, and then closed his eyes again, preparing to catch a few more minutes of sleep.

A familiar scarlet glint seemed to appear within those dark eyes, making them look full of murderous intent and eerie mystery.

Uncle Guo was also looking at me with a face full of suspicion; clearly, my manner of entrance was something he had not anticipated.

Stimulating human genetic material to unleash maximum potential can indeed significantly prolong human life, but it cannot achieve true immortality. The potential contained within genetic material will sooner or later be exhausted.