59 Miracle

Glancing at her senior sister, who had been completely brought back to life by his medical skills, she then looked at Lin Yi. In that very second, Long Diefei realized she no longer hated him quite as much.

"Fortunately, we arrived in time this time; it almost turned into a major disaster. If he had escaped, countless people would have suffered," the elderly man sighed softly. Mu Yunfeng and Dao Fei nodded in agreement.

"It is said to be a gigantic centipede, and this centipede wasn't afraid of Master Zhenwu at all. It actually started fighting with Master Zhenwu right in the main hall, scaring the emperor himself completely pale," the gossip-monger said.

Mo Juqin's face had been wearing a pleasant smile, but at this moment, the smile had long since vanished from her face, and the chopsticks in her hand were instantly set down on the table.

Dora knew how to trim her sails to the wind, but as soon as the words "warm the bed" escaped, a trace of involuntary panic flashed across Wang Chen's face.

Qin Fei was responsible for recruiting disciples. Being able to recruit a genius was naturally a great merit, but if he recruited a traitor instead, dying a hundred times would not be enough. Therefore, regarding Wang Chen and the other four, frankly speaking, he still held a degree of suspicion—wondering whether Wang Chen and his companions might be spies from another sect.

Director Leng took the jade ring, put on his reading glasses, and illuminated it with a flashlight. A gentle and comforting warmth emanated from every spot his fingers touched. Being in this line of work, he certainly knew his stuff; at a single glance, he could tell that this piece of jade was no ordinary item, but an extremely rare treasure seen only once in a millennium.

Making someone who was naturally modest and polite disguise himself as arrogant and rude was also quite difficult for him. At least by this point, he felt he had done enough.

"Damn it~ Where the hell did he wander off to?" With no other choice, Soul-Stealing began to complain immediately; waiting any longer might mean missing the opportunity.

The giant man was confident in his divine strength. Seeing that Ye Haochuan was foolishly trying to trade punches with him head-on, a sneer already curled the corner of his mouth.

It was already noon. On the ship, an elegant young gentleman stood leaning against the railing, dressed entirely in white with his ink-black hair tied up high, possessing a refined and peerless handsome appearance.

"And who might you be?" he asked in a low voice, barely managing to support himself so as not to let the opponent see his weakness and exhaustion, though one hand still involuntarily clutched his chest.

Fuxi recalled past events of yesteryear, smiled faintly, and raised a cup across the air in a toast to King Yejin. King Jin, Hua Hou, respectfully bowed deeply to God Yuanzhao, picked up the massive goblet in his palms, and drained it in a single gulp.

An apple costing ten yuan certainly didn't amount to much, yet it brought an immense sense of satisfaction to Miao Miao's heart.

The face of the former lover Huayou gradually dissolved, the features of the new God of Longevity Mu Yinchuan slowly took shape, and the high-pitched scream of the bride Rui Canji echoed from within the bridal chamber.

"I wouldn't dare. What if he really knows and is deliberately making things difficult for us? If I went to ask him, wouldn't that make me the catalyst!" Meili said, clearly not so easily instigated.

Although Liuguang's first hard-fought battle was not handled with the effortless ease of Murong Chui, faint hints of the demeanor of a generation's master strategist were already visible in him.

The brothers of Dixiong could not help but feel emotional, because lined up neatly in front of the door were over twenty luxury sedans. The rides of Pan Dao's brothers were all Audis or higher, while Pan Dao himself drove a silver Cadillac hypercar. One could only imagine what kind of net worth they possessed, whereas they themselves were truly only just beginning.

Mother Cheng's eye for detail was naturally quite good; she could also see that the formal wear worn by Li Lufei and Nie Yukun formed a complete matching set. They were "elder sister and younger brother," after all. Weren't a sister and brother wearing a matching set quite normal? What was there to suspect?

In truth, she did not quite understand the significance of the Seven Killers to Ling Siye, nor had Ling Siye ever revealed anything about it. She only knew the importance of Yunrong, Ku Ku, and Xiao Xiao within the East Palace.

When Lin Lu came out after removing her make-up, she saw Xu Yanchen and Su Yi together, with Wen Caiqing following right beside them.

Liu Hao smiled and greeted everyone. After exchanging pleasantries, everyone boarded the vehicles, arrived at Shali Village, and went inside to interview the villagers who had been at the scene of the traffic accident yesterday, as well as witnessing the scene of the arrests made today.

Xu Yin twitched the corner of his mouth: "I just feel that right now, the Prince and I are grasshoppers tied to the same rope, so there is no need to keep certain things hidden."

In the eyes of that ghost, this was Master Wang standing up to protect him. Instantly, a sense of closeness toward Master Wang welled up within him, and upon hearing that Master Wang was going to take him away, the ghost was naturally overjoyed.

"Alright, Yalin, did you call us over just to watch your performance?" A young man with a gloomy gaze walked up, wearing a seductive and chilling smile.

It turned out they were merely two C-rank fellows. George quickly arrived and swiftly knocked out the two hapless guards with a couple of blows, leaving them slumped on the cold ground, unconscious and with their fates unknown.

She clearly knew that Madam Cheng needed Dian Dan Shen for her illness, yet she only saw it as an opportunity to manipulate Fu Jun, completely failing to consider that Madam Cheng was suffering under the agony of her illness.

His skin was charred and ruined; even if his face was exposed, no expression could be discerned, but through his eyes, Wen Yan saw an unmistakable wave of restless agitation.

Though not entirely certain, fortunately, she now had a hypothesis; if she could deduce further from it, that would certainly be best.

While eating the fresh watermelon sent by Qin Yulong's assistant, Wen Yan browsed through the backend of her social media platform.

Ye Feng understood that Zi Yanran was already extremely weak by now; today when he came, it took her a very long time to even sense his presence.

Also within these past few days, Qi Lu realized that the intelligence teams under her command had internal issues; they each had their own distinct traits and specific regions for gathering intelligence. Upon meeting Xiao Li, Qi Lu had Yu Qian, An Shaojie, and Tang Mingrui communicate directly with each other.

Aka would love to inherit Aoya House and help Grandma Oran continue to carry forward Aoya House in the future to help more people. The establishment of the dojo and its merger with Aoya House presented a wonderful opportunity for Aka.

Xiang Lan desperately wanted to tell her that her dad was currently very busy trying to find her a real mother, but in the end, she didn't say it, only mentioning that her father was very busy.

Before them, several other investigative teams had accepted this mission and come to search for the missing members, but ultimately all returned empty-handed, finding not a single trace or clue as to why the victims had vanished.

"Shark-slaying Demon!" the young patriarch of the Sea Shark clan cried out in alarm, a mix of grief and indignation flashing across his face.

Xiang Lan stared with wide, terrified eyes, shaking her head vigorously while making muffled, resistant noises of refusal deep in her throat.