Chapter 61

Gao Ming did not even dare to breathe heavily by the side. This Director Xing was the director of the provincial government office, with unfathomable backers behind him. If Yu Guozhi were to offend him, even as a national-level expert, he probably would not fare well.

Still retaining consciousness, Danluo thought he had been completely obliterated, but fortunately, under such colossal force, he managed to preserve his old life.

Perhaps the branches were extremely withered, every single root was wrinkled and shriveled like a varicose hand—the upper arms were dry, the forearms were dry, and even the elbows, wrists, fingers, and fingernails were dry.

Everything within the field of vision was veiled in this soft net, down to every blade of grass and tree; they lacked the stark reality of daylight, possessing instead a hazy, ethereal color. Each item concealed its delicate characteristics and kept its secrets, imparting a dreamlike and illusory sensation.

"Puff~~" Arcanine was struck by Hariyama, who appeared instantly before it. Enduring the pain, Arcanine spat out a stream of flames, forcing a distance between itself and Hariyama.

With that, it admonished Su Yunliang and Shen Qinghong once again: "Remember, make your move as soon as we go out later. Su Yunliang, you will execute spatial teleportation directly, and we will help you."

After Jiang Hongyu left in a huff, Su Yunliang pondered for a moment and still accepted the red jade she had thrown down, carefully storing it away in her spatial dimension.

And this technique was presumably something even Xerneas and the Tapus had never mastered, nor even conceived of.

As the prayer progressed, Steven's expression suddenly shifted. With the radiance of the multicolored meteorite, the entire Sky Pillar began to tremble.

"You really have a silver tongue." Huang Dani guessed that this fellow probably wanted to ask about the Chinese mitten crabs and drop by to see her along the way.

They pushed open the door and walked inside, only to find a piano room that had been abandoned for a long time. Right in the center of the room stood an antique piano that looked immensely valuable.

Even so, Zhang Dagui and his wife still complained that the work was poorly done, claiming that things were not properly tidied up and the like.

Lü Yan recalled that about five or six li before entering the village, there was a patch of newly constructed factory buildings. At the time, Lü Yan had merely glanced at them and paid no further heed, only to realize now that those were his newly built factory premises.

Indeed, to the Dharma-Propagating Heavenly Lord or rather the Celestial Physician, Chu Li and Li Fan were both such mice.

These second-generation heirs usually did not do physical labor, but because of Lu Xi—and due to the Lu family rules requiring special training for such matters—Lu Xi had dragged the other sisters along for rigorous training, so they executed tasks without any ambiguity.

Without a moment of hesitation, Ye Jun continuously unleashed dozens of Golden Light Spells, every single one striking Zhou Yiming while cleverly avoiding any fatal points.

He seemed to have forgotten his maternal grandparents' attitude toward his mother, and even more so, why they had exploited his mother in such a manner.

"Really?" Jiang Yuxi's expression instantly cleared up, making her previous expression seem entirely fake.

"With the mayor here in person, are you still going to block us?" Han Zhenming's confidence soared, believing that Zhao Meilan would definitely give face to Wei Tao.

Guo Furong knew that Lu Hongru had drunk a lot and was somewhat groggy, but for some reason, her own head also began to spin. Unsure of what was happening and assuming the potency of the red wine was simply kicking in, she slowly slumped over the dining table.

After dinner, Lan Mei still wanted to chat with Wangsheng, which Yuanniang perceived, so she shooed her off to tend to her duties. Resting back inside the carriage, Yuanniang drifted off to sleep unawares. Waking up in a daze once, she felt that the sky outside must have turned dark, and the interior of the carriage was pitch black as well, with no sign of Lan Mei.

Hearing Yin Junfeng put it that way, Tie Xiangxue felt somewhat dejected. Raising her head to gaze at the horizon, she saw no clouds there—only an unbroken, fathomless expanse of deep blue.

"This is all fine; anyway, you just need to know that you're my boyfriend!" Mei Wuhua checked her watch again, appearing somewhat flustered.

Originally planning to stay the night at the temple, the Old Madam suddenly had everyone pack up to return to the manor before nightfall. Suspecting it was due to the events of the daytime, Yuanniang quietly followed the others into the carriage.

Ye Xiang collapsed in a pool of blood with one of his arms missing, crimson blood soaking the ground beneath him. Not far away, Chen Feng's throat had been slashed, and he had been dead for quite some time!

"Audacious! Is this how you speak to your father and your mother?" Yin Jianchen pointed at Yin Junfeng and rebuked angrily.

Five minutes later, Lin Feng slowly walked over to an elm tree at the entrance of the village. As soon as he crossed another arched bridge, he would reach the road behind the village.

At this moment, in this eerie place permeated with darkness and evil aura everywhere, no one noticed Beiqi Yun's ultimate and powerful strength that he had kept concealed all along.

Mu Yiyao was in the middle of quickly explaining the situation when her arm was grabbed and she was yanked into an embrace.

Old Su nodded with gratification. This son of his had not entered the official bureaucratic system, but as long as he could successfully reach the pinnacle, everything would still be in time, and Su Kaixin had never let him down.

In the air, that voice remained calm and gentle, yet deep within its tone, it seemed to harbor something subdued—anger, memories, or perhaps nostalgia and mourning.

As the two flew among the clouds under the moonlight, Shanhua used a towel to wipe the sweat from Lanzhi's brow while smilingly remarking that although it was a desolate mountainous wilderness, the massive roar produced when the rocks plummeted from high altitude, causing trees to snap and the very ground to tremble, would surely have been heard by people in the nearby villages.

On the day of Pan Qianqian's birthday, Qingqian specially booked a private room at Dexianzhai to host a banquet celebrating her birthday.

With Saudi support, Batu found transportation suddenly convenient, and a large number of affordable vehicles flooded among the common people. The desert off-road vehicle Sun Yi had procured belonged to the top-tier modified category among them, capable of scaling sand dunes like child's play.

After a while, a maid came to announce that the Old Madam had sent someone to summon her, which finally jolted the deep-thinking Chen Lan back to reality. Acknowledging the summons, she hurriedly made her way to the Old Madam's quarters. Amidst the winter chill, Qiuyue retrieved a pink-green thin satin-faced cotton cloak from the inner chamber and draped it over Chen Lan's shoulders.