Chapter 63: Taking a Commemorative Photo (Double-Length Chapter)

Seeing that her sneak attack failed and that her dad had scooped up some snow, An'an immediately turned around and bolted.

However, this little rascal misjudged the length of her own legs and her agility. When she turned, her foot failed to clear the ground and remained half-stuck in the snow, causing her to lose her balance and topple to the left.

The snowball that originally would have missed her hit her dead on, and the momentum directly resulted in yet another "soft landing."

Lu Jinqiao: "......An'an, are you alright?"

It was quite obvious that this replication-type esper had done something right here, causing the Babel virus to break out from this very spot.

The emergence of supernatural abilities had also broadened their definition of assassination; as long as the target was successfully eliminated, even a full-scale, head-on battle was entirely acceptable.

"I wonder if this recovery speed is affected by other factors." He Dou fell into deep contemplation, then resolutely used his spiritual awareness to stimulate the spiritual seed within his body.

The Madam thought to herself that once she reached Capital City, she must visit Ciyun Temple to regild the Buddha's statue and light two everlasting lamps. This would accumulate good karma and blessings for Yun'er, praying that she would enjoy peace, health, and longevity from then on.

"I was wondering who it could be, and it turns out to be two newly secularized stinking monks daring to hijack my sister," said Liu Jin, whose face was smooth and hairless, forming an orchid finger gesture with his right hand.

The newcomer rolled down the car window. After the "younger sister" chatted with him through the window for a few moments, she climbed into the back seat.

Clearly, He Dou had arranged for Stelle to stay here with great thoughtfulness, as Stelle would be looked after by Laplace, a trusted friend of He Dou.

Ultimately, gold dust held a much greater temptation for the Golden Emperor. Unable to replicate it and in desperate need of gold dust, he agreed to cooperate with Vivi's side—one providing the gold, the other providing the sand and technology. However, for the sake of his pride, the Golden Emperor demanded that the matter be kept strictly confidential.

This wisp of aura was exceptionally lively, its outer layer gently undulating, interspersed with bubble-like energies swirling about from time to time.

Under the sniper's surveillance, no matter who you were, the moment you made even the slightest movement, the next second would inevitably welcome the summons of the Grim Reaper.

She did not answer Huangfu Yao's words. She would win; everything Yu Xinyan brought upon herself was her own doing, and she was merely bringing the truth to light. If Yu Xinyan hadn't gone to such extremes, perhaps she really would have let it go, but now, that was no longer certain.

Trapped in a variety of studies during his youth, upon becoming the Imperial Grandson in adulthood, he lived deeply under the shadows of his grandfather and his deceased father.

Leng Qianqiu had just stated that he lied because he was afraid of Leng Mo coming after him. If Leng Mo were to truly pursue trouble with Leng Qianqiu now, it would only validate Leng Qianqiu's explanation.

"You've lost too much blood and your body is very weak. You should rest a bit longer!" Shan Xuan kindly suggested.

The suddenly reignited morale helped them withstand the Southern Army's assault. After a fierce battle, the troops besieging Shuncheng Gate were repelled, and Beiping was temporarily secured.

Hao Qianqian had already suspected that Ling Feng had ties to Yan'an. Now, hearing him put it this way, she truly believed that he had no close connection to Yan'an and that his relationship with Long Keyun was strictly that of classmates.

Hearing Tang Huanxi say this, Shan Xuan knew they could no longer delay. She immediately flew on the wind toward the direction of the entrance, though she still remembered to take Tang Huanxi along with her as she flew.

Without even needing to guess, this monk was undoubtedly one from the collapsed Guanyin Temple. The temple had fallen, yet this monk had not left; he must certainly be a devout and foolish monk.

The He family's business ventures were extensive, primarily involving entertainment establishments such as inns and brothels, seafood, and the salt trade.

First of all, there was Roger's extraordinary soul. This was not particularly earth-shattering, as Heloise's own soul was also exceptionally powerful.

"Lead us inside!" Kakashi's black-and-white eyes gazed closely at Deidara's unsightly expression.

By now, the three of them had been fighting for nearly an hour. At present, there were virtually no other disciples around them—only a half-dead King Cannibal Fish, which also happened to be the weakest one of all.