63. Unmasked 7 (Double Chapter)

Upon entering the black vortex, Yang Ye felt his vision go dark and he lost consciousness.

Liu Wei had originally intended to bet on Devil Muscle Man to win, but after checking the odds, he realized that even with a ten-million-yuan wager, the profit would only be a few hundred thousand.

It seemed that his words were not uttered casually, because Cui Song was still undergoing emergency treatment at the hospital.

My mother-in-law and the others returning to find me must have watched last week's show. I had long anticipated this possibility, so upon seeing them both, I felt not the slightest bit of surprise.

Hearing this, the newcomer hurriedly nodded. He knew that any further hesitation would result in Moyue, already consumed by raging fury, slapping him to death on the spot.

"How agonizing it is to be an undercover agent—how could ordinary people possibly comprehend it? Seizing their psychology is simply too effortless for me," Dan Lu sneered, his composed demeanor leaving no room to doubt his words.

I tidied my clothes and walked out. The moment I reached the entrance of the examination room, I saw Wu Lan tugging and pulling at a doctor. It appeared the doctor was trying to persuade Wu Lan to wait quietly for me inside the room, but she was unwilling.

At that moment, facing Yuan Kai, the seventh-rank Earth-realm Sword King burst into laughter, completely disregarding Yuan Kai.

Fu Chen was rather taken aback, a sudden sense of alarm rising in his heart. Amidst Zhao Yao's startled exclamation, he executed a lightning-fast side kick.

Such a Dan Lu was undoubtedly dazzling, even evoking in me the sentiment of "he is truly worthy of being Li Yi's father." Nodding involuntarily, I inwardly despised myself for my lack of backbone.

The oppressive might that the Big Dipper could not resist for a moment fell upon the ordinary soldiers of the Holy See and Mount Christian as heavily as a thousand jun, causing them to collapse to their knees one after another, utterly devoid of any power to resist.

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Upon hearing him address the man on the throne as "Royal Father," Qiyun and Mao Xiuzhi immediately knew that the person sitting there was none other than the legendary and formidable Helian Bobo. Qiyun wanted to raise her head to see what Helian Bobo looked like, but before she could catch a glimpse, she was forced down to the ground. Left with no choice, she kept her head lowered and knelt on bent knees.

The moment the puppet of the Death-Heaven Sword God appeared, it instantly erupted with an unrivaled oppressive force, suppressing the auras of everyone present.

Chixi forced herself to maintain her composure. Although she knew she was in the wrong, Linfeng's reaction and attitude still made her feel somewhat embarrassed for being so harshly criticized in front of outsiders.

However, Lady Hua had already been bitten, blood streaming freely. Clutching her wound, she retreated in terror by several paces: she had indeed come in a fit of anger to settle accounts with Lady Shi, never expecting that Lady Shi would show not the slightest remorse and would instead injure her again.

"Senior Brother Yunjing, I think she owes me an explanation, doesn't she?" Lin Xiaoxiao said indifferently. Her gaze drifted aimlessly before finally landing on Yan'er, filled with incomprehension.

Looking at the equipment that had taken such a hard effort to drop, Wang Tian felt an urge to cry. Was this thing really that pathetic? In the face of his own attack power, wasn't it just like paper? Casually tossing the equipment to Flame Feifeng, Wang Tian walked straight ahead.

Years later, whenever Zhang Yue looked back on this period of history, he would be filled with lingering regret. This misunderstanding ended up costing him several more mountain-like obstacles on the road to pursuing beauties than anyone else.

Meanwhile, some individuals seized this opportunity to settle scores with old enemies. In the thick fog, figures became indistinguishable beyond three or five paces—the ideal conditions for murder.

Ye Xiaoxuan thought to herself that worming her way into the Bo family certainly required her own methods, but whether she could actually marry into the Bo family remained highly uncertain.

"No need. I'm just going to see a friend. A brief visit will suffice. Book the flight for tomorrow," Chen Yilin said, narrowing his eyes as he gazed into the distance at the dark-green mountains, a lush and verdant landscape offering fine scenery and good waters.

"If you meet with a mishap, do you think I would still wish to linger in this world?!" Lin Qingyue's gaze fixed upon Ye Changtian, a single sentence causing Ye Changtian's heart to tremble.

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Dongfang Wuhui certainly knew how to choose a location. Ever since the explosion triggered at Crane Immortal Lake affected a radius of three thousand miles, that area had become a dead zone, devoid even of fish and shrimp in the water. It was said that traces of spatial destruction energy still lingered at the bottom of the lake.

"President Li, you may not know this, but eating snacks is a bad habit," Zhang Buxi reminded him earnestly.

Everywhere were dark red viscous fluids dripping down from above, while the thick pipes on the side occasionally emitted loud "gurgling" sounds, as if something within them were drinking greedily.

Zhang Yi was utterly speechless, wondering what they took him for. Was he really that kind of person? It seemed the various flowers grown at their place were genuinely magnificent; could he perhaps take a few seeds away?

For she was terrified that if she met those people's gazes, fear would take hold and affect her emotional state, throwing her into an even greater panic.

The scores in the martial arts examination immediately following Chu Dongyang's showed a distinct gap. This was within expectations; throughout Lemon City, no one had ever reached the Intermediate Initial Illumination stage before entering high school, save for Chu Dongyang alone.

After going out to forage, Shi Mo checked her balance at the bank. Although the place Qiu Ruoyun lived in was nothing to boast about, her living conditions were not straitened; at least there were nearly one hundred thousand savings in the bank.

Stealing a quiet glance, she had not forgotten what Su Minghan had said the first time. Given his black-bellied nature, using public office for personal revenge against her was definitely not out of the question.

Suffocated somewhat by the strong fragrance emanating from beside her, she suddenly sneezed, raising a hand to lightly rub the tip of her nose.