Chapter 64: It Is Lu Tianyu's Turn to Shine

Zhang Jingyan nonchalantly smoothed her long hair. "Whatever. It's your own show anyway; ruining it won't affect me much."

Rachel withdrew her smile. "We'll see."

Withdrawing her gaze, Zhang Jingyan picked up her phone to reply to a message.

The vanished Mismagius instantly reappeared, raising both hands to unleash Power Gem upon the ball of yarn lying on the ground.

Showing not the slightest bit of tension, he actually assumed a horse stance and danced his hands gracefully through the void. A wave of power surged forth from his palms like ripples in a deep pool, washing upward wave after wave.

The Demonic Bull smiled. "Since that's how it is, let me show you a trick!" He rolled up his sleeves, let out a loud roar, and punched toward empty space! The void instantly shattered, radiating boundless power! Then, under the brute strength of the Demonic Bull, it gradually closed back together.

Fortunately, with great demons capable of transforming to look like humans present here, no one dared to step forward.

Wen Yukou did not answer. Suddenly, someone plucked a string. "Clang—!" Xiahou Chenxiao's mind and soul shook violently. Seizing the opportunity while he was distracted, Wen Yukou shoved him away, flashed onto the tower gallery, and gently covered her mouth when she saw everything clearly before her.

In the end, the interrogation began just as Nanny Lian could no longer bear to watch and Wen Yukou finally spoke up.

Feng Yao knew that this place was no longer safe. After consulting with Jiang Rui, Feng Yao decided to head to the Suiming Kingdom to reunite with Yan Wu, and to let Yan Wu know her true feelings. Ever since parting ways at Kunlun, she had slain her inner demons and even carried his flesh and blood. Determined to express her feelings, Feng Yao resolved not to suppress her heart any longer.

Then, with a resounding "clank," that streak of golden light was instantly sent flying by Gan Liang's Fiery Sun Sword.

Madame Dou's expression remained calm on the surface, but tumultuous waves were raging within her heart. It was precisely Xiyue who had pushed Wen Yukou into the ice lake back then, while Jiaoyue was responsible for stalling Huayue and Nanny Gui. Both of them had acted according to her commands and done a good job, which was why she had privately added gold bracelets and earrings to their rewards.

Wen Yukou's eyes were deep and dark, as if she had guessed her thoughts. She smiled faintly, quietly retreated, and did not launch a frontal attack.

These words hit Lei Feng's Achilles' heel dead center, and it was only then that Lei Feng realized the money in his hand was not just for travel expenses, but hush money as well.

A distant bell tolled from the church, and the ceremony was about to begin. In his desperation, he drew his gun and aimed it at the top of her head.

However, Song Duanwu could only appreciate Young Master Ye's kind intentions in his heart. Fortunately, Ye Zhijian did not force the issue. Since the principal person involved had no intention of going, Ye Zhijian simply returned to his accommodations at the Wangfujing Peninsula after dropping Song Duanwu off at the Friendship Hotel.

Guo Lin took only a single glance and abandoned the idea of landing there. However, as Guo Lin spread his Kunpeng wings and glided through the air carrying Bai Bing, it caused the outer-court students on the island to look up one after another, their eyes filled with envy and adoration.

Ling Yu was about to step forward when suddenly, from beneath the distant main hall, a figure slowly walked toward them. It was none other than Yu Xuerui. She had changed into a purple sportswear outfit, making her pretty face appear even more touching.

In particular, the look in Lu Shuang's eyes was one of pure terror. I originally wanted to say a few heroic and ambitious words, but seeing everyone wearing such expressions of awe, I swallowed back the words I wanted to say.

"But why would he take it? President Hong has been in the advertising industry for so many years; could he really not see through something like that?" Wang Ouyi asked in puzzlement.

"I am Tang Yong, please enlighten me." Just as Xiao Yan was standing in a daze, his opponent cupped his fists in salute and stated his name.

The combat style of the Purple-Gold Magic Wolves was clearly passed down from generation to generation, and even the Purple-Gold Magic Wolf King was no exception. Fortunately, Okriman had already noticed this from the ordinary Purple-Gold Magic Wolves earlier, so he managed to avoid being easily attacked by the Purple-Gold Magic Wolf King.