Chapter 64 Like a Wedding Portrait

Shortly after, Aunt Fat served their rabbit meat hot pot. Once the broth boiled, Li Jun picked up a piece of rabbit meat to taste. Finding the flavor genuinely good, he nodded repeatedly.

Mo Nanshen was solely focused on checking the letters below and paid no attention to the model. Noticing the absence of 'l' and 'x', he paid for it immediately. The vendor looked at him in astonishment—do handsome men nowadays have such peculiar hobbies?

The arena was not particularly hot, yet the overwhelming pressure deceived their senses, making them feel intensely scorched to the point where their bodies naturally reacted and began to sweat.

Seeing the vine snake about to reach him, the man in black suddenly widened his mouth and spat out a barrage of wind blades.

Tian Ling'er walked toward Murong Han'er with her receipt, while the bespectacled teacher who had just collected her registration fee immediately called the principal. The principal had given explicit instructions regarding this matter, telling him to report the news the moment Tian Ling'er arrived at the school. He had never expected Tian Ling'er to be a student in the computer science department.

Had he not met Wang Huaishi in Africa, Li Mohuang would never have considered making a fortune through arms trafficking, letogether with developing cheap missiles tailored for third-world countries.

Cheng Xinyan flicked him on the forehead with a frustrated and exasperated tone, saying, "Can you still be sitting here safe and sound after being bitten?" She sighed again, feeling her patience wearing increasingly thin, and turned to glare at him resentfully. All of this was caused by this eccentric fellow.

Consequently, Lin Luochen supported her and walked to a nearby shopping mall to pick out a pair of shoes for her.

The layman watches the spectacle, while the expert watches the technique. It was precisely because both he and I were masters deeply versed in illusion arts that we could gauge how formidable this illusion array truly was.

Crystal-clear and luminous in her bright eyes, tears rolled down like flowing light over her fair and smooth jade-like face, dropping onto the ground. She stared unblinkingly at the portrait, as if transported back to her childhood.

Upon reaching the destination, the taxi driver helped me out of the car. I saw that the house was dark—presumably, my parents had not yet returned.

Generally speaking, for sects with a long heritage, medicinal pill formulas are passed down completely, so the phenomenon of them being lost does not occur.

Hupi wanted to demand, "Lin Feng, what do you mean by this?" Regrettably, his lips were tightly stitched together with a silver needle, rendering him unable to speak. He could only stare fiercely at Lin Feng, wishing he could kill him with his gaze.

"Shall we go over and take a look too?" Batu, unable to sit still any longer, stood up once more, preparing to take me across.

After the meal, Ouyang Longfei and Zhang Hu departed, with Zhang Hu politely telling Ouyang Longfei that he must visit the Zhang Family Chamber of Commerce.

At this moment, Hong Yue walked over. The fierce battle earlier had left her somewhat disheveled, and her red leather armor was damaged, exposing patches of snow-white skin, though she remained entirely oblivious to it.

"I only heard the news and came now, and you're here too?" Liu Ai'min's attitude toward Xia Qinglian remained quite favorable.

Gu Ling'er was somewhat dumbfounded. Could this man have lost his mind? Why was he speaking on her behalf? If she were in his shoes, she would surely harbor a wish to kill herself; how could she possibly side with an opponent who pushed her away and disliked her?

Those who had entered ahead of time had already advanced into these passageways. Aside from a few Martial Arts Committee disciples guarding the area, there were no other challengers in this hall-like space.

"Yinkong Lanyue, I've finally found you!" Li Tianyou retreated to put some distance between them, then unleashed his spiritual sense in an attempt to locate Yinkong Lanyue, who was hiding in the shadows.

"This poor Taoist is none other than Queen Mother of the West from Mount Kunlun! I have come here today at the behest of the Jade Emperor for the sake of your future!" The Queen Mother of the West was concise and went straight to the point.

Listening to Li Ziyuan's endless nagging, and watching him act like someone worried about a child embarking on a distant journey, Ma Yongcheng felt somewhat amused. Having partnered with this fellow for so long, this was the first time he had ever seen Li Ziyuan nag about a matter with such tireless persistence.

The thought of Demos's former boundless pampering turning into present coldness and cruelty created such a pathetic disparity that she cast aside her status and wept bitterly before her servants.

Liang Shan put on an arrogant front, fabricating a nonexistent junior martial uncle as he explained to Leng Qianqian.

A dark green blade light surged into the midair, emitting a dazzling radiance before bursting apart and splitting into thousands of blade arcs that slashed outward in all directions.

Murong Zhi lay quietly on the bed. Basically, only at this moment did she appear less aloof—having nightmares just like ordinary people, talking in her sleep just like ordinary people, and waking up in the midnight hours. Right now, her expression looked deeply conflicted.

One faction consisted of all infiltrated forces led by the Dark Demons. Because the outbreak came so suddenly, they secured an absolute advantage right at the war's inception.

"Miss Lin, we are about to set off back to Yunshan. You should really come with us." Lin Xiaoli pleaded with her incessantly, but the only response he received was the chirping of birds in the courtyard.

Using the previous nibbling strategy as a cover, they managed to deploy the vast majority of their forces step by step. Furthermore, upon entering the final deployment phase of this sweep, the Japanese military imposed strict martial law on Hubei County Town and Pingchuan. During this troop movement, the Japanese military did not notify the puppet army at all.

"Jing Wuxue?" Han Xiao raised an eyebrow, figuring that this fellow must be a descendant of Jing Li, the commander of the Underworld Palace's imperial guards who had brought him to the Underworld Palace in the first place.