Volume 1, Chapter 65: Who is the Real Monster!

"Naturally, while this shell is still the third young miss, the inside has long since been taken over by a civet cat."

The Daoist priest did not even dare to lower the peach wood sword in his hand, looking tense with beads of fine, imperceptible sweat on his forehead. As his eyes wandered, a thoughtful expression appeared on them. "Everyone can think carefully, isn't this third young miss like a completely different person compared to before?"

I deflated immediately, slumped onto the bed, and abused the folded quilt for a long time before feeling somewhat better.

"A-Yan, I heard you arranged for her to come to the company. Take me to see her, won't you?" said Song Xuming.

Jiang Guangguang said with a pale face that she was fine, her chin seeming to retain the lingering warmth of Lu Ziyi's hand. A sudden wave of nausea welled up in her stomach, and she hurriedly called out to stop the car. Before the vehicle had even come to a complete halt, she pushed open the door and began to retch violently.

"For you to reach this realm purely through external force is truly remarkable—at the very least, you are the strongest people I have ever seen," Zhan Tian said while dodging, guiding the two of them with an air of leisurely strolling.

Finding that the skirt underneath had vanished, she instantly panicked. How gaudy and vulgar it was! A nameless terror swept through her entire heart.

Faced with Gu Nianhao and the provocations and frame-ups of those who naturally disliked her, she would not feel her heart turn cold, because those people were neither individuals she cared about nor those she trusted.

"Everyone wanting to move cargo needs trucks, but what if they happen to take a completely different route?" Yan Shu raised an eyebrow.

Suddenly, a black dog discovered something unusual and began to bark frantically. Following that, guard dogs all over the city started barking wildly.

Then, with a sudden crack, Gu Luoyu also woke from his brief contemplation, only to see the courtyard wall in front of the villa collapsed in ruins, with no trace of Yu Daoyuan to be found.

I silently glanced at him; he was being far too perfunctory—that fingerprint was much longer than Qi Yang's hand.

The two stood ten feet apart, harboring different emotions, yet both were deep in heavy thought, though what they pondered differed.

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If one were to ask what kind of mindset these people currently held toward Liu Shuang, it was truly a mixture of worry and disdain. Someone who relied on stealth to reach the pinnacle of assassins was not considered a truly powerful warrior, yet regarding Liu Shuang's invisibility, they could only express amazement.

That frenzied primordial energy was actually too much for Zhuo Tian, who stood close by, forcing him to take an involuntary step backward.

Inside the hotel room where Qing Binghe stayed, pitch darkness reigned, for she was currently engrossed in researching skills and had no mind to turn on the lights.

"Whatever you have to say, save it until after your breakthrough. Our time is very tight right now," Li Hexian flicked his hand, and instantly, a formation was laid out all around the peak.

"You're so clever, do you also possess some kind of racial heritage?" Momo could not help asking out of curiosity.

Momo looked at Zhang Meng's retreating figure with a slight daze, her heart uncertain whether to feel joy or sorrow. Upon second thought, since heaven had arranged it thus, there was no need to agonize over it. She thus summoned her soul power, released three speed-boosts, and sprinted back toward the starting point.

"Energy suspension," Qing Binghe's gaze turned solemn. Although her opponent was extremely arrogant, he was, after all, a genuine commander.

"Are the Americans trying to capture Des Moines?" Faced with reports regarding the garrison in Des Moines falling into a bitter struggle, Zhu Hu'an could ultimately only draw such a conclusion.

Liu Tian guessed at the time that it was Fan Yingying's call, but when he took out his phone and looked, he was dumbfounded—it wasn't Fan Yingying, but an unfamiliar number.

"Then go to sleep, I'm leaving first." Seeing that Fan Yingying seemed to have sobered up and should be out of danger, Liu Tian dropped that remark and prepared to leave.

Brady's fighter jet laser had never stopped. He was indeed extremely experienced, and it was clear his combat style wasn't meant for dealing with rookies; instead, he treated it like a life-or-death battle against a mortal enemy. From the very beginning, he seized a favorable attacking position, riding right on Li Feng's tail. The moment he locked onto Li Feng's fighter, the latter would practically be finished.

Du Meiyue was also startled. In truth, given her martial arts skills, she should have been able to discover that the monk hadn't actually left after going outside, but had instead squatted right against the base of the wall. However, the wind outside was too strong, and while she was boiling water and preparing the wooden tub simultaneously, her guard had temporarily slipped.

To avoid arousing suspicion from others, Long Miaoxiang did not proactively introduce Tang Sheng to them, thereby downplaying Tang Sheng's identity. Ling Junye was also unaware of Tang Sheng's true background, as Kuang Shijie would never tell him those things out of fear that Ling Junye might rush over to cozy up to Tang Sheng.

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The laser flashed past his back, but the Mo Shou TN's attack angle and timing were impeccably precise—it struck precisely when Li Feng's evasive maneuver against the laser had reached its recovery lag, utilizing the monster's mobility to close in for the kill.

Fortunately, she hadn't seized control of much power within the fleet, merely serving as a formation commander; otherwise, opposing them would have truly been impossible.

Unfamiliar with the environment here, he simply used the GPS electronic map received on his mobile phone as a compass while pursuing Chen Ziyue, who had already been walking for quite a while.

"If you go, Feng Ziping from Longqing will definitely go, and that whole gang of Longxing, Longjing, Longyu, and Longcheng will follow as well. With your bunch heading to the kitchen, it's bound to turn chaotic," Liu Yi said.

To think that back then, he felt this girl at least had some shred of integrity... Now, she had completely forgotten the meaning of integrity.

The Hell Hades Slash delivered two consecutive strikes, shattering the entire forty-nine layers of heaven. Heavenly Punishment Saint King was struck, sent tumbling back a thousand zhang, and stood rigidly upon the earth with two massive bone spikes piercing his chest, completely devoid of life and thoroughly dead.

"At this late hour, the city gates are already closed and city defenses must be extremely tight. If I try to sneak in and get discovered by the Great Xia Dynasty's army, they will hunt me down relentlessly," said Yin Tianqi.

"Master, please rest assured. Over at Langxia Village, Moshha and his Ghost Shadows are leading the main attack. Junior brother is only going there to guide the way and assist in their assault; nothing major will happen!" comforted the bearded, burly man.

Meanwhile, Ancestor Changfeng had already widened his eyes, staring in sheer disbelief at Huang Xuanpu and his three brothers.