Chapter 70: His Drunkenness Vanished in an Instant

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Outside the door, several Wen family bodyguards looked at Huo Sili as he hurried out, and then thought of Jiang Qin, who had left alone just a moment before.

They exchanged glances in bewilderment.

At the entrance of the courtyard, Jiang Qin took out her phone intending to hail a cab, but after a brief pause, she dialed Uncle Yang instead.

Meanwhile, Wuyou knew that if the scoundrel before her continued to underestimate her, the chance of her unleashing a fatal ultimate move to instantly annihilate him would grow increasingly higher.

Shortly after, Su Yun felt himself being lifted out of the pool and carried to the open ground of the main hall, where a huge cauldron was burning. He was tossed into the cauldron without the slightest capacity to resist, instantly feeling the boiling heat all around him.

Although he did not understand the meaning of some of those words, he felt that everything Xuanyue said was right.

An aura that had been absent for tens of thousands of years emanated from the Blue-Soaring Blade, piercing into the giant tiger's perception.

Then, having broken free from the restraint of the clips, Herakles took a forceful stride forward toward Tsukiya, raised the giant sword wrapped in countless flames in his hand, and slashed down at Tsukiya.

After Rhodes's mouth began to ooze blood from the numb, reflexive barrage of slaps, Chen Bayi hummed leisurely.

However, much to Tsukiya's astonishment, despite having lost a massive amount of blood, this giant python was still capable of counterattacking.

It could be said that a Four-Winged Judgment Angel, five hundred years ago, was equivalent to being invincible. While somewhat outdated today, suppressing or even defeating any Grand Archmage would still be an effortless task for one.

A basketball team with five All-Star players—he had imagined such a scenario, though he hadn't thought much of it in reality. But a team with three super point guards? That was something he had never envisioned, nor had any coach ever considered.

Today was a special day for hunters. The vast majority of hunters would decline assignments scheduled for that evening or put aside trivial daily chores to log onto the Hunter Network and watch the live broadcast of the Dark Gold Battle.

Ye Yaotiao couldn't help being momentarily stunned. Having known Han Shaoxun for so long, it seemed he had never made such a request of her before. Could it be that this friend of his was very important?

Though lying in bed, Ye Yaotiao was not asleep. The image of the man wearing her clothes kept flickering before her eyes. She constantly felt that something was amiss and suspected that Han Shaoxun must be hiding something from her.

After getting up, he made breakfast and called Tang Wei to eat. Once she left the house for school, Lin Mu also took his keys and drove out.

This guy was simply an absolute blockhead; if he didn't explain things clearly, he might actually force her to go to the hospital.

At this moment, his feelings were extremely conflicted: on one hand, he hoped Lu Jietian would become an overnight sensation; on the other, he wished he would continue to languish in obscurity.

The long tail of the battle armor swayed with his thoughts. He channeled his demonic energy into it, and the tip of the tail erupted into a thick, crimson-red beam of light, just like a laser sword.

This hotel was not the one Lin Mu and the others had stayed at previously, but judging by the environment, it was still quite nice.

Feng Yuan felt deeply anxious, wondering whether she should advise her mother to simply sell the factory and sink all their family assets into Ruofeng.

"Lord High Priestess, what are your thoughts?" Seeing that High Priestess Maya had remained silent for so long, an Elven guard beside her could not help asking.

The miracle that had occurred overnight suddenly ignited immense enthusiasm within the previously somewhat lifeless atmosphere of the mountain. What left Ximen Xiaoye both laughing and crying was that the craftsmen, led by Wang Dali, solemnly paid their respects to their Centurion, and the very first thing they requested to do was to rebuild the Earth God Temple.

"That's good. From now on, I'll take you out for some fresh air at regular intervals, and the rest of the time you'll cultivate right here—oh, right, Xuan Wu!" Ding Ling said, emphasizing his tone.