Chapter 148 Living the High Life

A miserable cry echoed from inside the bus. At this moment, everyone could not help but admire Ah Shu; this move was simply brilliant. By first diverting attention and then launching a sudden strike, the onset of pain was delayed, but it became all the more excruciating.

"Indeed, it should be the Feathered Serpent, but it is already dead now..." Su Ze nodded with a complex expression.

This was a Divine Domain! A Divine Domain represented a deity, and with so many existing densely packed within the same space, would they not end up fighting?

Guo Jia, standing nearby, clearly shared the same thought as Chen Yan. He nodded immediately and retreated alongside Chen Yan.

"Cut the crap! This is what our commander requires us to register! You better report it obediently, or else you'll suffer!" The officer clenched his fist in a symbolic gesture, as if trying to intimidate Chen Qing.

However, Siming's current appearance was an absolute trap. If that lolicon happened to be charmed by her cuteness and genuinely mistook her for an ordinary little girl, harboring evil intentions and approaching her, he would be in truly disastrous luck.

Due to the timely evacuation, only a portion of the house was burned down, while all money and movable property remained completely undamaged. Mi Zhu sighed with deep emotion. From then on, he became even more charitable, widely aiding the poor.

The fire lizard possessed a pair of muscular arms covered in black and red scales, and a face resembling that of an eagle. When summoned to the material plane, fire lizards were mostly used to assist furnace workers and blacksmiths. Their ability to handle metal amidst raging flames made them renowned and exceptional smiths.

"What? I'm coming right now!" Qin Mubai hurriedly got up to change his clothes, wondering why he was being summoned so abruptly at this hour. What could possibly have happened?

Changsun Wuji looked at his son, his gaze shifting with a complex expression. He remained stunned for a long time, utterly speechless.

Beneath the X-ray vision, Zhou Qian's clothes vanished, her skin and flesh disappeared, leaving behind only a skeletal frame.

Even a mere glance would cause one's calves to tremble; the guards naturally dared not take her words as a joke, their fear-filled eyes on the verge of tears.

Two flushes of crimson suddenly bloomed across Wang Zixuan's exceptionally pure, fair, and flawless face. She instantly turned bashful and shy, her demeanor turning reserved and constrained.

"Old Ancestor, what on earth was that just now?" Jing Tian felt a terror surging from the depths of his soul that instantly paralyzed his entire body.

"Alright then, Wan'er will listen to you." Tantai Wan'er gently bit her red lips, a gentle and mild smile once again blooming across her cold and aloof face.

"In my hands? If I had the key, I would have opened it long ago..." I replied with an innocent expression.

Except for Ruan Zhinan, the weapons of everyone else were clutched in Lou Shenghao's hands. His arrogant laughter carried a hint of helplessness.

"Sorry to disappoint, but I was the one who struck." Situ Xuan chattered endlessly and dawdled—wasn't it just a matter of killing him and getting it over with?

Inside the director's lounge of the building, a middle-aged man wearing a duckbill cap and a slightly plump build was sitting comfortably in an armchair, sipping morning tea.

"General Tchaikovsky exaggerates. To put it bluntly, my position as a supreme commander is merely that of an agent for the Polar Bear Tribe, or rather, for you, Elder. How things should be done ultimately depends on the General's will." A great man could bend and stretch; Tang Zhan would never quibble with the other party over empty fame.

"So, Haibara won't be coming for a while, right?" Conan put away the playful expression on his face and asked casually.

Upon arriving at Jinglong Temple, Huili met with Long Jingyu. Hearing that Huixiang had perished in the Kingdom of Phoenix, he could not help but shed tears of grief. Upon learning of the situation by the Jinglong River, he led men rushing toward the riverbank.

"Then what flowers should Zhou Song send? And what flowers should we send?" Juhua asked Su Xue on behalf of Zhou Song.

Currently, there were over two hundred million temporary Huacheng citizens equipped with smart clients, alongside several hundred million tourists who had arrived here from beyond Huacheng just to watch videos and learn Galaxy-tier techniques.

The four of them occupied a favorable terrain and vantage point, completely camouflaged. Seen from afar, their presence was entirely imperceptible.

These heroes were generally warrior-type heroes capable of both absorbing damage and dealing output, such as Yang Jian, Cao Cao, and Master Laozi or Hua Mulan.

"It's fine, since we ran into each other, let's sit together. Didn't I want to ask them to help clear things up earlier anyway? You're just being too sensitive." Tang Zhun waved his hand with a smile and invited them to be seated.

A skinny, monkey-like man with a gold chain hanging around his neck, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and a middle-part hairstyle sat astride a chair by the table with a sinister smile covering his face.

She thought to herself: if they had already crossed the footbridge and he was still carrying her on his back, his motives must be impure. Thinking of this, although she dared not open her eyes, she wanted to throw a temper tantrum! But upon second thought, what if they were still on the footbridge? If she acted spoiled now, wouldn't they both be in danger of falling into the river?

Tony did not say anything, but it had already become a consensus within the RN team that Meng Yu would take charge during the matches. Meng Yu's leadership had never gone wrong.

At this moment, Xun Hu could only seethe with rage, his entire suit of armor vibrating, yet there was nothing he could do. In the end, he could only say through gritted teeth, "Consider yourselves ruthless," after which he ignored everyone else.

However, executing this technique was no easy feat; it required seizing the right moment and precise coordination between the two.

Enthusiastic applause and cheers erupted throughout the venue, yet Ye Xiu found it utterly insipid. Being watched by others like monkeys fighting was never what he sought; he was merely doing it to trigger the main storyline quest.

Wanzhen was both pleasantly surprised and worried. She had heard of Jigong's great reputation as a profoundly merciful living Buddha. To encounter him now was the height of fortune! Amidst her pleasant surprise, she was also worried—what kind of great disaster had befallen the Zhang family? She hurriedly summoned her servants to carry her sedan chair back home.

Daike didn't even have a chance to execute his subsequent moves before he was beaten by Ye Xiu until his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

However, knowing was one thing; for Lin Kongxue to break through this place with her current cultivation and formation mastery was simply too difficult, unimaginably difficult.

Time ticked by second by second, and the scorching sun overhead mercilessly poured its heat down upon Haolan, soaking his clothes through with sweat.

The note in her hand had been transmitted through the air shortly before, belonging to the departed young man. His purpose was to stop her from bidding any higher, as he wanted to trap the Prince of Qin. At the time, she had played along with a mentality of watching a good show, and the result was quite satisfying.

Her slender finger twitched a lock of hair resting before her chest as Shi Qingyan smiled sweetly, the momentum radiating from her entire body not the least bit weak.

The departure of Qingli meant that the mission to seize the Myriad Illusions Ruins had come to a temporary close, though unfortunately, none of them emerged as the ultimate winner.