Chapter 65: Lu Tongtong's Transformation

Failing to find anyone, Qu Lianying had no choice but to bring Lu Tongtong back home.

Their home was located in an apartment building allocated by the clothing factory, featuring a layout of two bedrooms and a living room, which was more than enough for a family of four.

Before she even pushed the door open, Qu Lianying, carrying a basket of vegetables, caught the aroma of simmering food wafting through the air. She wondered who could be stewing meat in the middle of the day, when the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

"Mom, you're finally back." Qin Caiyun opened the door and stood on the threshold, squatting down to embrace Lu Tongtong.

Not only had Song Xiuni made herself look neat and pretty, but she had also dressed up Lin Aimin with meticulous care.

Being seasoned veterans, he could more or less guess some of the implications behind this move. Besides, reading expressions and observing nuances was a fundamental skill for any police officer.

No matter how strong a person might be, there comes a time when they need to replenish their energy. Li Shanzhang and Danhong slept tightly in each other's arms, not waking up until past four in the afternoon.

Secretive entrances of all kinds were set up beside Kang platforms, near stoves, under trees, next to stone mills, and inside water wells, while escape routes were reserved in the woods, along earthen mounds, and across the farmlands outside the village.

As soon as the words fell, Chengde did not dare to be negligent. He immediately stepped forward to take the document and handed it to Emperor Yuancheng. As Emperor Yuancheng read it word by word, a raging fury flared up like a fire, inch by inch, surging straight to his chest and lungs.

On the way back, Lin Zhiyuan brought up the impending closure of the auto repair shop, to which Zhang Xuejia replied that she had found out about it only today, no earlier than he did.

"Always!" Conan and Sawada Hiroki spoke in unison. Hearing each other's words, they exchanged a glance, thinking, *So you had this thought too?* Both were amused by the astonishment in each other's eyes.

"Brother!" Seeing that he couldn't be coaxed, Boying glared at Bojing, as if demanding an explanation or ready to fight to the death.

If you were to taste delicacies like teppanyaki, crossing-the-bridge rice noodles, and deep-fried skewers, wouldn't you fly straight up to heaven?

"Alright, I'll leave a string of data over there, and when he checks his phone, I'll contact him." Ark agreed immediately, as it required no real effort anyway.

"The step-back jumper is indeed still the strongest." James Harden smacked his lips and rubbed his chin.

Back in the military camp, many soldiers had sought him out to learn archery. He never kept his skills a secret, nor was there anything worth concealing.

Jiang Yu was speechless: To think that such a great chieftain was actually a hopeless romantic... Could it be that he had been repressed for too long in the past?

Hearing this, White Rakshasa's eyes widened in shock. First, he had finally found a connection between this place and the outside world; second, it was once again related to the Moon God.

Opposite them stood a fierce-looking, bald-headed man with a ferocious face, wearing a cyan spirit beast bracelet on his left hand. His aura was somewhat weaker than that of Lan Fukong.

Oddly enough, the Ghost King's Tomb lacked numerous mechanical traps and hidden tunnels; the entire burial chamber presented the magnificent grandeur of a palace.

That fellow sect member whose skin had been grazed off had no time to tend to his wounds either, simply applying some gold sore medicine by himself to stop the bleeding.

Having said that, Number Ten swiftly removed the black headscarf from his head, revealing a handsome face before turning and walking away.

Wang Mingren was slightly stunned. Never in his wildest dreams had he expected that Xu Zhihua would be the one helping out. No wonder he had been appointed as the team leader responsible for all matters regarding the attack on the Yellow Maple Sect when they besieged it. Yet, he had never heard Xu Zhihua mention anything about Liu Jin.

Almost simultaneously, the void above fluctuated, and a giant white-glowing pagoda abruptly appeared above Wang Qingshan's head, its surface covered in a vast number of skulls.

"Whether they are dead or not, I don't know. But I just want to say, one and all among those present, today I, Lin Feng, am putting it right here: I'll take everything in this venue today! If you're not convinced, come and try me!" Lin Feng said with a stern expression.

What happened today would likely cause a certain degree of psychological trauma to Fan Jiaxu. Given that Fan Jiaxu's personality already lacked a sense of security, Lin Yao was also afraid that this incident would make him even more insecure.

It was not because he had suffered heavy trauma and experienced this dizzy feeling due to a lack of blood.