Chapter 127: Strange Occurrences at White Stone Post Station

"Do not try to scare us, Innkeeper. If there were truly demons here at White Stone Post, why would you still be running your shop?"

After a brief moment of shock, someone reacted and spoke in rebuttal. The crowd nodded in agreement. If there were demons, you would have run away long ago instead of foolishly staying here to run a business.

The old innkeeper, however, gave a bitter smile. "In this day and age, it is the same everywhere. If White Stone Post is plagued by demons today, who is to say other places won't be tomorrow?"

He did have one requirement, however: if he wore a suit to go out that day, Jing Xu had to tie his tie and give him a kiss before he left.

Liao Fuyi did not share this sentiment; even in the dead of winter, he still dressed as if he were going out for a summer afternoon tea.

Maggie, on the other hand, was more magnanimous, taking the initiative to greet Fan Xizi, who was standing to the side practicing breath control.

"We won't do it again, we won't do it again! Please, spare us! We'll kowtow to you!" They scrambled to their knees, and one burly man spoke in a panic.

Stepping out of the elevator, one was greeted by a massive hair styling studio, surrounded by a 270-degree floor-to-ceiling glass wall.

The surroundings had quieted down significantly, and the atmosphere had calmed. Although the sinister wind still howled, it no longer affected the group. While the gusts whistling in their ears made everyone's hair stand on end, no one suffered from hallucinations anymore.

"Yang Jie, thank you. First, you kowtowed to my parents; now, let us kowtow to your father—my father-in-law," Xiaoyue said.

In truth, Su Hao knew that the head of the Lin family was a meticulous man. After killing the Cangshan Sect disciples, he had dispersed his family in the dead of night and burned everything he owned. It would take the Cangshan Sect time to uncover the truth, and by then, he would have long since fled to parts unknown.

With a dull thud, the bald man, known as one of the ten great masters of Dragon City, collapsed straight to the ground, turning into a cold corpse.

Inside the cockpit of the "Gipsy Danger," Tang Yu hid in a corner with Kristina. His face was twisted with ferocity as he peered through the damaged cockpit at the "Sky Hook." The biting night wind blew over him, but it could not compare to the coldness in his eyes.

A massive boom echoed out, and the energy cluster struck the bull-shaped monster’s body, exploding on impact exactly as expected.

Another issue was the price; it was simply too high, far exceeding everyone’s psychological threshold.

"There are no special rules, let's just play. Didn't you say you knew how?" Sister Na suddenly became a bit skeptical of his abilities.

I possess a vast fortune and countless family assets, but I can say quite clearly that there are very few things in this world that truly belong to me.

"Don't be angry anymore; he just loves Anna too much." Seeing that his persuasion had no effect, Lyle poked Bill and gave him a look, asking him to help smooth things over.

This audition was meant to test a singer's original capabilities, so naturally, one could not get by with old songs.

Little did I know that Liyang, having regained her composure and realized I was only faking the pain, pulled her hand back and actually used her scabbard to strike me hard.

Lin Jian had collected enough materials for forty or fifty people to advance to legendary-tier classes; this was a truly generous haul.

The man she had longed for day and night for five years had finally reappeared by chance; how could she give in so easily?

Old Madam Yan was finally satisfied upon hearing this. Looking at the golden, fragrant eggs floating in oil, she glared viciously at Gu Nansheng—that shameless little hussy.

Ye Nancheng’s face darkened. "Uncle?" Was he really that old? He looked at the girl before him, pursing his lips in silence.

He subconsciously walked over on tiptoe. He had only taken two steps when he heard a voice, light and familiar beyond measure.

Zhou Songzhi frowned slightly, finding it truly incredible. This child did not act like a child at all. The ruthless words he spoke had actually startled him for a moment.