Volume 1, Chapter 66: Lin Beiye, What Is Your Relationship with the Masked Man?

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After all, his boss, whose long-established authority was well known, was standing right beside him with an icy stare. How could he possibly dare to change his words? Hadn't he noticed how satisfied his boss looked every time he called her "boss's wife"?!

Cheng Lingzhi, who never paid attention to current affairs and news, expressed complete ignorance regarding Situ Haoyu's seemingly widely known identity.

Yingjun never expected that there would be Heavenly-level masters in the Golden Triangle: "Uncle Yun, judging by your tone, you seem quite familiar with the Golden Triangle. A Heavenly-level master sounds a bit troublesome. Do you know what other factions exist in the Golden Triangle? Could you tell me about them? And who is this Heavenly-level master, exactly?" Yingjun also wanted to be prepared and know both himself and his enemy.

A corpse without blood would naturally turn into a mummified body, and a person without a head could certainly no longer live, even though he was not an ordinary person.

Some people said CCTV was too overbearing, but actually, all of this was quite normal given that its backer was the government. In fact, this kind of situation existed in all circles across the country.

"Lingzhi, you heartless girl, why did it take you so long to come and see us!" She grabbed Cheng Lingzhi's hands tightly and refused to let go.

Xie Bi glanced sideways, and before he could clearly see the newcomer, he felt a fierce and rushing current of air striking his cheek, the wind cutting like knives. Xie Bi possessed martial arts that reached the divine realm, and with lofty skills, he was bold. He completely disregarded the newcomer, and right then, he stood frozen in place, silently circulating his protective aura.

Sitting on the stool beside the bed, Cheng Lingzhi cast a faint glance at him, suppressed the urge to feast her eyes thoroughly, and with great difficulty averted her gaze from him.

"But I also want to drive away the Yellow Turban bandits. Yet what should I do with such a huge family estate? No, I must still start an enterprise," Zhang Fei insisted.

Gao Yixuan nodded, chatted with his boss for a little longer, and seeing that Cheng Lingzhi still showed no signs of waking up, he finally headed back.

"Beep... beep... Connect me to the division commander!" Once the call went through, Staff Officer Liao immediately poured out every single detail of the news he had just learned. Yet it seemed his superior could not make the sole decision on this matter either and had to report it to higher authorities. Staff Officer Liao could only remain glued to the telephone, anxiously awaiting a reply.

Gan Pan lingered at the very end, wanting to say something, but ultimately didn't dare. He didn't even dare to greet Jinkui, and instead followed closely behind the Grand Tutor and the others as they left.

Waiting for the crowd to disperse, Xiao Yan looked at the brocade box in Wu Shaoqi's hands with a puzzled expression, wondering what kind of item could possibly cause Wu Shaoqi and Zhou Xingyue to fight over it.

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Everyone understands the logic: on the long track of life, you can never expect her to know only you, nor to see only you.

However, because Song Yazhu was still on maternity leave, before she could go to work at Song Bainian's company, she had to return to her original unit to hand over her work and complete her resignation procedures.

Zhang Jiaze's irritation toward mahjong grew a notch higher. While offering comfort, he carried Zhang Yinuo into the bedroom.

However, because of the seal, the newly resurrected members could not leave the planet until the awakening of the King of Light, when he restored himself to the Supreme tier and broke the seal set by Pluto-Feng.

Yet, right at this moment, a terrifying thought suddenly arose in everyone's mind—could there be more than one such monster? Or were there other things lurking in the tomb? Moreover, just looking at the present, dozens of armored corpses had already died. Had they all truly perished completely?

Xiao Yan shook his head. With his current strength, this kind of monetary temptation had completely lost its effect. If he were truly in need of money, he could simply shake down any gang member and easily obtain billions of emperor crystals.

Even if he performed a thousand or ten thousand acts of filial piety before his Imperial Father, when his Imperial Father wished to depose him, these good deeds would be of no use whatsoever. His Imperial Father wouldn't even hesitate. If his Imperial Father simply felt that deposing him as Crown Prince would benefit the stability of Feng Country's realm and the consolidation of imperial power, he would depose him without the slightest hesitation.

"Hehe, then let's sleep together. I also want to sleep for a while to regain my energy!" Long Qing said with malicious intent.

Although he remained alive, he had to watch the Tang family wither away branch by branch. This scene and sentiment tortured him deeply.

"Hmph, egotist! Don't go crying about your clothes and pants not fitting when you get beaten down later!" Xiaoyu left behind a harsh retort and stormed off angrily, evidently feeling extremely dissatisfied with Long Qing's lack of regard for her.

Hong Jing was at a loss now. If Wang Jue knew they were coming today, how would he divert their attention? Supposing this place truly was the stronghold of the flower demons, he couldn't possibly relocate the entire peony garden on short notice.

"What is it?" They never visit unless there's a reason. Judging by this lineup, it must be a major event.

Shui Yi knew that Leng Yue was willing to give her this time as a tacit approval of her intentions. This saved her the trouble of further explanation.

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However, whether it was a magical tool or a dharma treasure, neither was ordinary. They were bound to exude misty precious colors and oppressive spiritual energy, and some could even generate spiritual fluctuations fierce enough to alter the color of heaven and earth.

The wild bear stood motionless in front of the red-haired elder, letting the long spear pierce him as if it were merely tickling him.

Madam Luoluo stood blankly in place for a while, then summoned someone to tidy up the private room before leaving the Iris Pavilion to return to Weilan Courtyard.

The fallen Corpse Demon King simply stood there with towering majesty, his tall figure resembling a mountain, his sleeves fluttering in the wind.

Only Lu Dongli harbored not a shred of doubt. No matter how astonishing, incredible, or unreasonable Feng Jinjie's words were, he never doubted a single fraction of them.

Guarding the Green Illusion Wonderland for countless myriad years, and facing strong and cunning enemies from the dark side, achieving such results was truly worthy of pride and boasting.

"What? Our divine being, the world's number one expert, and the leader of the Divine Realm Guild, also knows how to be afraid?" Beside him, Bai Ling mocked Haotong with lively eyes.

A super billionaire would also fear a tough street vendor fighting him to the death. The logic was simple and universally applicable! Especially before figuring out what lethal weapon the street vendor held in his hands, a billionaire would be even less willing to rashly rush out of his car to brawl with a vendor.

This Liquid of Life could definitely be considered the absolute finest among supreme treasures. Its effect was the instant restoration of 50% of mana. For this reason alone, it was priceless. For high-level individuals, it significantly increased their chances of survival.

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