Chapter 53 Interview

I want to keep it from Youer for now. I will make arrangements in America first, and then take Youer there for treatment! Zifeng said to Yu.

Time seemed to slow down increasingly, and even Lin Su felt the torment in her heart. She occasionally stole a glance or two at Si Yue, only to find that she truly could not see through what Si Yue was thinking.

"Hey hey, is Lengyi brother ready? Let's go!" Shangguan Mengdong was still leaning against the door frame, maintaining a carefree and cynical posture.

Ziyan took it and began to flip through the menu, which featured dish names she had never seen before. Well, even if it were the most ordinary stir-fry, she wouldn't recognize it anyway—who told her never to pay attention to human food?

Boss Wu turned back, his smile still as amiable as ever, yet Tian Tian caught a hint of detachment in his eyes. Compared to when they had first signed the contract, if one looked closely enough, many differences could be discerned.

For some unknown reason, Shangguan Lengyi suddenly felt as though his future marriage might turn out even more miserable than theirs.

Half a step ahead of Long Tian, emerging from the spatial fluctuations that had not yet fully materialized, a slender and delicate jade hand suddenly and nimbly reached out first. Seemingly slow, it precisely pressed forward to meet Elder Shan's palm.

Ding Yalan knew that the illusion harbored by these men was definitely not without foundation. If Du Mingshang had not given them such a misunderstanding, they would not be staring at her with the kind of gaze that made her spine turn cold.

"Send them to the ambulance. The ambulance is no use anymore, let them go first. Clear the scene." After saying this, Jiang Zhen followed Zhong Shan into the same vehicle. Since this was an excellent opportunity to build connections and cozy up, how could he possibly let it slip by?

However, the mortal realm had returned to peace; yet at this moment, within the ethereal immortal palace of the divine realm, arguments were raging and spittle was flying everywhere.

Lin Yichen nodded in understanding. This was a textbook example—many people's illnesses accumulate into stubborn, incurable chronic ailments, mostly going through such a process. To Lin Yichen's ears, it was no longer a rarity.

Moli had no intention of toying with the Demon King of the Demon Clan. The reason he chose to do this was also because he wanted to use this incident to properly examine whether this sword was truly the sacred treasure of the Demon Clan.

"Master said this trip was perilous, so he privately gave me this pouch," Zhong Ru said evasively.

Duan Lang was slightly startled. Relying on his innate hunter-like vigilance, he immediately grasped the subtlety hidden within.

Han Pingzi arranged all the generals, leaving only General Fei Dezheng unassigned. After everyone else had withdrawn, Lu Mu spoke to Fei Dezheng.

Fan Zhao felt a shock ripple through his heart, his spiritual awareness fully restored. Recalling what he had just done, he wished he could fiercely slap himself a few times.

Deprived of illumination, many people could no longer distinguish between friend and foe. They killed almost everyone they encountered, resembling a frenzy of camp destruction, or rather, the very embodiment of an Asura purgatory.

In the Continent of Myriad Martial Arts, as long as one possessed formidable strength, one's moral character seemed to matter very little. Greedy individuals, provided they were powerful enough, could effortlessly acquire material goods to satisfy their avarice.

As the spear intent arrived, Yuan Chen dared not underestimate the might of this strike. Blazing spiritual energy surged from his body, melting away this oppressive force.

On one side was a beauty like Fairy Lianyue—though Yuan Chen did not consider her a friend, she was at least pleasing to the eye; on the other side, the hostile gaze of Heir Haoyue made Yuan Chen somewhat uncomfortable.

Leaving Chen Juanfeng behind, she clearly sensed his shock, incomprehension, and desolation. Though she felt a sense of guilt in her heart, she had no regrets.

Horii sat on the edge of the bed, pouting his chubby lips. Seeming not wanting to witness such a display of public affection, Horii turned his head away and gazed steadily out the window at a world of pure white snow.

Zhang Shang naturally had no idea that at this very moment, his master was conducting an objective evaluation of him.

Bayar, who had been trailing closely behind his clansmen, watched with his own eyes as his people tumbled from their horses and were subsequently trampled to death or injured by the horses behind them. With a painful expression, he closed his eyes.

He found a discarded paper box to use as an ashtray, smoked a cigarette while lying on the bench, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Had those rumors not leaked out, she might have married Han Feng by now. Once she became Han Feng's wife—and given how capable Han Feng was—would he really not have taken her to the city for medical treatment?

Behind Gabe Newell were Qi Baishi dressed in plain cloth, a bearded and curly-haired middle-aged Leonardo da Vinci, and a somewhat silent Van Gogh.

"This promotional slogan is rather impressive." Department Head Chen looked at the slogan hanging at the entrance of Nansxing Academy, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.

After crawling into his sleeping bag, he did not even waste a single extra thought, drifting off into dreamland almost in the blink of an eye.

"Pretty good, it can perfectly complement you." Huang Yunshuo also smiled with satisfaction. Now that Piaoxue's health and defense were built up, her attack was her weakness. An assassin-type pet with high attack and high agility was simply wonderful.

When Hua Jiu went to look for Jiang Shansxiu, she was practicing sword forms with her new partner in the martial arts arena of Moxie Peak.

"Young Master Hu, please rest assured. Since we are here to discuss business, I must first present you with a grand gift! Meizhu and I will be right back, and we will definitely teach that fellow Tang Fan a lesson and drag him up here! Whether to kill him or carve him up, we will leave him entirely to you to dispose of then!" Song Yingmei said with great confidence.

"No way," Xia Shiguang hurriedly refuted, subconsciously glancing around. Fortunately, everyone else was engrossed in discussion and had not noticed Shirley's words.

Half a month ago, a spine-chilling wave of energy emanated from Lingxi Island, shocking the entire Divine Land. After all, within the span of a mere month, this was already the second breakout momentum at the Venerable level.

Utilizing the matter of Dong Nanxi, Hua Jiu slowly recounted the evolution between the Wu family and the Dong family over tens of thousands of years to Jin Ling.

Shirley was her own biological sister, moreover, Shirley treated Xueying no worse than she did as a mother.

Although that Lander was over three meters tall and completely different from humans on Earth, the terrifying power contained within his body was indeed shocking. Furthermore, his physique was very similar to that of current humans; although there were differences in his ears, single horn, and skin, these differences were minimal.

Revealing a mischievous smile, as the sole witness to that battle, Zela was quite curious about what expression that unrestrained uncle wore at the time.