Chapter 67: Kneeling and Kowtowing

"Ye Feng, help me!" Su Manman shouted to Ye Feng.

"Manman, don't be afraid, I'm coming to save you right now!" Ye Feng comforted Su Manman, trying to ease her fear and calm her with a gentle voice.

Yue Feng hurriedly clapped a hand over Su Manman's mouth, snarling, "Shut up!"

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The thunderous pounding tore Rong Lie out of a profound sense of absurdity. His chest heaved as a peculiar chemical, only released during Ernia's emergencies, spread from his ribcage.

Upon hearing Jiang Cheng's voice, Gu Ting had already dashed downstairs. Now, hearing her cry out, his heart clenched with dread.

Fang Bai quickly realized that the three crystal cores restored themselves together, not interfering but instead amplifying each other, accelerating the pace of recovery.

Perhaps sensing Mo Ying's gaze, Sheng Shaoan also turned his head this time, meeting her eyes in silent response.

Furthermore, Xu Song was no longer the man he once was. As soon as news spread that he was making another movie, investors would swarm like sharks scenting blood. Even if he couldn't monopolize all the profits this time, at least the risk would be shared.

Just a moment ago, when the Sphinx opened its eyes and saw the blond youth, its pupils contracted sharply. The animation-like spinning circles within momentarily froze, then suddenly spun faster and faster, as if fast-forwarded.

At the arranged location, Ye Shengge and Song Yaoyao found a restaurant for lunch together. The recent kidnapping incident had already made the news. Setting aside public opinion, both fandoms were deeply concerned for their idols' safety.

Since joining the league in 2004 and playing for the Magic, Howard had always been the team's central figure, hailed as the next O'Neal and the undeniable leader of the squad.

Of course, no one truly believed the Suns were as dominant as Jordan's legendary Bulls dynasty. Although their winning streak was astonishing, most credited their rapid ascent to a schedule filled with weaker opponents.

As Xia Xiu approached the brain flower, Leviathan rotated its ghastly, ruined pupils—massive eyes, ruined and oozing black blood, fixed upon the angel who had reduced it to such a pitiful state.

The man in blue said, "You're the bride; you should be looking for your husband. Why are you holding onto me?" His words clearly held a deeper meaning.

After last time's ladder-climbing assault, the Fourth Division chose today to use their battle trenches to hurl soldiers up onto the ramparts one by one, while simultaneously bombarding the city with catapults.

Ye Kai sighed, "I only hope what we find isn't his corpse." And what about the others' bodies?

"So do I. All right, go change your clothes and I'll take you there," Jing Moxuan said, ruffling Qian Ruoruo's hair and planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.

At the sight of the drawn gun, the remaining brothers in the hall all hesitated, unwilling to risk following Brother Dog, yet equally reluctant to admit defeat alongside Li Nan.

"This isn't just a pill tower, is it?" Cang Yuan mused, wondering if the pill tower might in fact be the Medicine Sect.

Helping the "old scholar" out of the forensics lab, they sat together on the sun-drenched lawn. Yu Xinyuan felt his spirits lift, though a shadow still hung over his heart.

So if he has to invite me, and if they still can't understand that everything they're doing now is just precaution, then it only means he's already forgotten about today's lunch.

"Old Zhang, now tell me in detail what happened," Wang Peng said earnestly to Zhang Xingwei.

We walked for a long, long time—so long I couldn't even see the gates of the Underworld anymore. At last, Ban Ruo couldn't hold back and turned to ask me a question.