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Dong Zhilan took it and pondered for a moment, her eyes flickering with a hint of unease before settling on the verse inscribed on the nearby banner. Then, Shen Tianhong glanced at Jiang Ji, intending to greet him politely, but Jiang Ji clearly had no interest in acknowledging him. Lin Fang’s mind felt as if it had been blown apart, his blood boiling fiercely as he struggled to suppress the murderous impulse surging within him.

“And then?” This time, Cheng Xue appeared slightly confused; she wasn’t sure what Colin meant by “then.” Chi Ying led Xu Lai upstairs, passing through several layers of security before finally stopping in front of a room on the second floor.

At this point, she suddenly widened her eyes, realizing that the situation was almost identical to what they were currently experiencing. Of course, Xu Lai didn’t overlook other details; from them, he could deduce what had transpired in the world over these years.

Xie Junze was thrown into a daze, the world spinning before his eyes, his neck, back, and hips aching sharply. Yet within this inn, all rooms were freely accessible; they could come and go as they pleased and step outside onto the road. Clearly, this inn was unlike a public hospital that would seal them off in a space disconnected from reality.

Xu Lai had initially wanted to learn Zhao Gang’s whereabouts, but Pan Chuchu didn’t even know that Zhao Gang had defected from METS to Jiangling City, let alone whether Zhao Gang was alive or dead now.

This yin-yang diagram coincided perfectly with the Plum Blossom Stakes practiced by Chen Fuyun under the old master’s tutelage in Baji Quan, the yin and yang energies within exuding a remarkably harmonious aura.

“Water cannon burst, bone boomerang!” At Merlin’s command, the battle began.

Once his mind settled, his expression darkened: “The Human Way Fruit cannot be deceived; any slightest trace is immediately detected.” Looking at the fortune above his head, half of it had been stripped away, plunging him into the realm of the Ghost Immortal.

Zhen Miao, thinking of Zisu’s advancing age and imminent release in the coming years, planned to promote her from a second-tier maid to first-tier among several maids, thereby elevating Jiang Zhu to second-tier.

“The Abyss Guardians survive by devouring awakened beings; this conjecture seems true...” Lei Wang said with some difficulty.

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Jiang Yu glared until she pouted and straightened her posture, then he explained the situation.

She couldn’t help but recall that before the ancestor’s image disappeared from the space, he had told her to protect the Bai family, to guard their lineage—perhaps this was the ancestor’s restriction on the space, forbidding her from harming Bai family members.

According to Gao Fei’s optimistic view, if casualties were disregarded, successfully eliminating eighteen Blue Prison warriors was a great victory.

Even now, although Sun Xin pleaded with her, she was not one to show mercy; this matter was clearly a result of the prince’s favoritism toward Qingcheng. Thus, she listened and agreed to raise Sun Xin’s son.

Lying back for a moment, his desire undiminished, he sighed silently and slowly rose. His robe open wide, revealing a strong chest, he casually threw on his outer garment and calmly entered the purification chamber.

“You certainly wouldn’t dare, but once you put on that mask, you would. In short, you were controlled,” Feng Yi signaled to him not to be nervous.

The moment the child left the body, she heard the loud cry, a satisfied smile curling her lips. As she opened her eyes to see the child, her vision blurred gradually, and she involuntarily sank into darkness.

Seeing he had understood her meaning, Feng Yi snorted coldly, turning away without further response. At that moment, the now composed ghost officials swarmed forward, swiftly subduing the disoriented old ghost official.

This ledger was a record of preparations for the Qin princess’s coming-of-age ceremony, already nearly complete when Yuan Fei handed it to her.

He deliberately revealed the game publisher’s nickname, which happened to be connected to the Lonely Drifter Bar. A clever person might catch a whiff of something.

Mainly, he had no money on hand and couldn’t force matters. He resolved that even if he signed with Star Emperor, it would be a single-contract deal, not a servitude contract—one script at a time.

Looking from here, only a vague silhouette was visible, barely recognizable as a lean man. Nothing else could be seen, yet Xie Luanyin’s breath involuntarily tightened.

“The exact number is unclear, but judging by the look, there must be at least seven or eight thousand,” Wang Chong said gravely.

This bracelet consisted of a dozen yellow beads and several irregular jade pieces. Li Si’s sharp eyes immediately spotted the jade carvings of boys and Buddhas.

She certainly remembered those days when Li Yong was obsessed, determined to marry Xie Xuan. She had also thought that having the Dingguo Mansion as in-laws would be a great support for Li Yong’s ambitions, adding leverage. At first, she had feelings for him.

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Four ghostly orchid flames instantly engulfed four men in black, reducing them to ashes that fell into the lava bathed in blue flames along with their spatial rings and other items.

At this moment, Xia Muchao rose from his seat, holding a wine glass as he approached the man named Mei Siyuan, took the wine flask from the table, and fetched Mei Siyuan’s cup.

Ximen Honglie made his stance clear, and Long Sihan immediately felt a bad premonition—sure enough, Ximen Honglie spoke.

Long Xuanyan rarely meddled in such matters, but when it concerned Long Sihan, he would intervene.

“Just waiting for you to say that!” Jun Jiugong’s face brightened as he immediately called his assistant to dispatch the salvage team.

“Come on, come on!” Ning Qianxue refused, but Lu Heqing persisted, sometimes softly blowing into her ear or gently nibbling her earlobe, his tongue teasing lightly.

“Well, Susan, you really don’t believe in ghosts at all,” Liu Meilin said, picking up on Susan’s dissatisfaction and continuing to ask.

Long Jingxuan remained silent. When he removed the exquisite human skin mask, his face slackened grotesquely, resembling a demon.

“Who exactly am I? That Li Su, and those others—who are they?” Li Su recalled no one named Li Tian, Xue Meimei, Chen Ting, Susan, or Liu Meixi. “Then who are they, and who am I?” Slowly, Li Su began to find the truth unbearable.

This time, using the heaviest one-kilogram lead weight, despite the buoyancy of the seawater, the lead still sank steadily.

Finally, calm returned. With him present, I always felt secure; no matter how great the challenge, I was never afraid as long as Zeqing was by my side.