Chapter 65: Cruising in Style with a Sports Car (Part Two)

Ying Shu was instantly energized and quickly asked, "Where is it?"

[Its owner lives in Room 501, Building 3, Lanfu Community on Watson Street. But just two nights ago, when its owner took it down to the garden for a walk, it ran out of the community and somehow ended up in the unfinished building in the eastern part of the city. When it came out, it headed straight for Xiyue Street.]

"An unfinished building?"

Ying Shu knew there was a huge unfinished building in the east of the city, originally intended to be a shopping mall, but the developer ran out of funds—

Of course, this was merely what Li Zicheng was thinking at the moment, because very soon, Li Yan was going to pull another ruthless stunt on Li Zicheng. It was precisely this ruthless stunt that dispelled Li Zicheng's notion of reinstating Li Yan as a military advisor.

Xia Xiaoxia was discussing something with Xiao Bolian, an aged, wrinkled face still plastered with an alluring smile, looking thoroughly incongruous.

The expression on his face was ambiguous, hard to tell whether it was joy or sorrow, and a trace of struggle occasionally flickered in his eyes. Cradled in his arms was a golden jade pendant glowing with a translucent luster, alongside an exquisite golden pouch, which undoubtedly was a storage bag.

In the short span of a week, he had witnessed dozens of people receive wedding invitations. Three days later, all of them had their flesh and blood devoured, leaving behind nothing more than thin, empty husks of skin.

Jiang Chengxian's gaze locked onto Su Ciyi's back. His usually sharp and defined facial features were now tainted with a dangerous emotion, casting a veneer of biting sexiness over his silhouette.

Her appearance from three years ago, when she was not even seventeen, was right at the age of blossoming buds. How many assassins in the sect had yearned for her beauty, but ever since that incident, all nascent love had been snuffed out amidst the fluttering threads filling the sky.

"Yes!" Yuan Yongyi turned around and closed the door, shutting the neighborhood residents outside. With a turn of her head, she saw everyone in the room kneeling down, even Master Xu was on his knees.

Perhaps because his body had grown accustomed to this environment flooded with the primordial energy of heaven and earth, or perhaps due to some inherent flaws in Li Ming's past life caused by a lack of nourishment from this energy, it was as if his physical form had naturally embraced the tempering of heaven and earth's energy ever since birth.

Legend has it that those consumed by tigers turn into vengeful ghosts enslaved by the beasts, helping the tigers lure living humans to serve as their prey.

Seeing that Hu Wufei had already walked far away, Han Yueqiao grew even more dejected and worried. Seeing Han Yueqiao looking so distressed, Beitang Cheng'er was also deeply concerned, knowing full well that Beitang Yexuan had most likely returned to the celestial realm.

"So that's how it is. Well, alright then. If you have the chance in the future, come visit me again. If I get any better news, I'll let you know." The old man felt a great fondness for the Liu Mang before him, perhaps because they shared a common hobby.

"Third Brother! Save me!!" Liu Yong could no longer hold back. Killing him was one thing, but if he were to become a eunuch in his next life, that would be far worse than death. Disregarding all pride and shame, he cried out loudly for help on the spot.

Viewing the magic scroll once more, she no longer encountered the slightest linguistic barrier. Yet, looking at the magic recorded upon it, she was somewhat speechless, casting profound glances at the few of them now, truly wondering what kind of cultivation lineage they had inherited.

She had thought about it seriously all night and concluded that, whether for Yueyue's sake or her own, escaping from Ye Jinglan was the primary thing to do.

The Xia Jinxin sisters were currently deeply favored by the Old Madam, and Madame Liu was a clever woman who knew how to curry favor with the Old Madam through them, while incidentally building up some goodwill for Xia Ruoxue.

At the very least, it wouldn't be like last time, plagued by that excruciating pain akin to wishing for death and the perilous danger of her body nearly bursting apart.

Was a place like that worth returning to? Yet if she didn't go back, could she stay here forever?

"Sister Chunxi, are you alright?" Seeing Prince Rong's awkward and wooden demeanor, it was Xia Jinxin who stepped in to diffuse the tension, quickly walking over to Chunxi and expressing her heartfelt concern.

They saw the golden holy light within his body surging straight into the sky. Under the reinforcement of this golden holy light, the Angelic Dharma Form rapidly grew in power, ultimately shattering the five-fingered sword mountain.