Sixty-three

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Night fell, and the streets gradually emptied, leaving only chaos strewn across the ground. The autumn wind in the capital was exceptionally cold; Su Wan sat beside the wonton stall, unable to resist curling herself into a ball. Beside her, Gangzi grew anxious, glancing at both sides of the street and muttering complaints, "Damn it, why haven't those lazy fools returned yet?"
"Maybe they've taken a wrong turn, or something's happened?"
"Boss, don't worry. I'll call and urge them."
From within the cage, Jiang Ming’s voice sounded. He stamped his foot violently, sending out a wave of energy that rippled through the ground like an earthquake.
Shen Lanzhu had just sat down; when she raised her eyes, she gazed past the prince seated before her and saw a face she barely recognized.
Childe had already received the news—the princess was missing. It was undoubtedly the work of Ai Fei. Yet he could not fathom how the princess could have been abducted so easily.
Moreover, since the war had ended in defeat, it meant Bai Feng’s troops had suffered heavy losses.
Fortunately, it was the room where he and Zhu Gui had once rested, and inside there remained half a box of instant noodles and several crates of drinks.

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The entire off-road vehicle now looked as though it had rolled through a pile of zombies—blood and bits of flesh covered its body.
Today, with fair weather, the CP9 members enjoyed a rare moment of relaxation, free from the worry of enemies in pursuit.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning slashed across the sky, and the once clear heavens were abruptly shrouded by oppressive black clouds.
Two palms swept by with a roaring wind, crashing with the fury of the sea, their impact echoing dully as they passed through Hailan’s shoulders.
There once stood the Tower of the Sun, which Hou Yi destroyed, but the formation within remained intact.
Since the area was blanketed by restrictions and he could not forge a path to the surface, he ceased trying. Knowing that the “Void Realm” could scout the restrictions in advance, it was safer to travel underground.
Old Sakurai was unconcerned; for someone so powerful, a measure of arrogance was only natural.
Once the conversation concluded, the banquet officially began. Zhao Ying guided Bai Ling through each dish, while Old Zhao and his three sons accompanied Bai Ling in drinking.
If they were not allowed inside to confirm matters, even if the master had no connection to this person, it could still invite criticism. Today’s gathering brought together the younger generation of every great family in Deno; should rumors spread, the master would find it hard to handle.
Rong Shuxuan hurried after, thinking he’d found some new delicacy, only to discover it was a stall selling flower cakes.

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He was desperate to know what had transpired all those years ago, but each attempt to recall brought unbearable headaches.
Cloud paused, grasped the dazed Xiao Weibing, and followed closely behind Fairy Luo Fu.
Suddenly, Sister Ge, who had been listening at the side, could not contain herself any longer and knelt before me with a thud, catching me utterly off guard.
“Hiss!” Blood sprayed from Auk’s body like water from a misbehaving faucet.
In a moment of urgency, Wang Feng quickly assembled Han Zhijun, Tian Zhiyong, Chen Bo, Yao Liang, and Li Qiang—the five regular members of the Leopard Special Assault Team—and hurried toward the police station. The remaining fourteen special forces members and some station officers were left to handle checkpoint inspections.
“How did you come to be here?” While running, Wolf Hongxiang questioned the elder wolf’s pup. After all, the distance from Wolf Valley was not insignificant; given the current state of Wolf Valley, its inhabitants would not easily stray far from its surroundings.
The words of the Gold Walker struck like a heavy hammer in the minds of the elite warriors of the Eternal Group. Instantly, those who had been raging and clamoring for a duel with Hao Yu fell silent, their gazes turning wary and guarded.
“Could it be that I died and came to the underworld? Yet, why do I see no guiding vengeful spirits? Is it possible I was sent straight to hell without the proper procedures?” Yao Muchen pondered as he cautiously ventured forward.