Chapter 151: I Ran Faster Than a Rabbit

Aoxi also found it rather bizarre. Did they not know what they had just done last night? How could they brazenly stay at home like this? Did they really think the police could not find them?

Good grief, the house was rented, and registration was required. What era was this? A quick search in the database would bring everything right up.

Of course, it was hard to say for sure. After all, Xiao Hei and his peers had very low levels of education, with barely any of them having made it to high school.

Moreover, America was famous for its carefree education system, where prior to university...

"No, Great Patriarch, you've misunderstood him. The boss is just feeling homesick," Long Tao hurriedly explained.

Even the once magnificent and brilliant Holy Clan could not escape the signs of decline. Short of reaching the Supreme Realm, one was ultimately just a chess piece in this universe, manipulated at will by heaven and earth with no power to resist! To leap beyond this universal chessboard, one had to become the ultimate player!

She looked at Qin Zheng stepping out of the car, and a sudden ache pierced her heart. If she had never left his side, could all those injuries have been avoided?

Tun钦's military forces were quite formidable, controlling a massive poppy plantation, making him a local warlord. Few outsiders dared to trespass in the territory he controlled, but today, they encountered an unexpected visitor.

I couldn't help but find it amusing. Is human memory really like this? She had forgotten that she was once a princess, but she had not forgotten her royal temper.

Committee Member Zhang pulled out a cloth handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. After tucking the handkerchief back into his sleeve, he took two deep breaths of fresh air, and only then did his emotions finally calm down.

"What time did you talk until last night?" Seeing the dark circles under Nie Wanluo's eyes, Qiao Neng felt both heartache and helplessness.

"Hmph! If Pei Feng can complete a new project worth two hundred million in such a short time, I, Zhao Lingxian, will resign from the board of directors, become an assistant to the new employees, and gladly concede defeat!" Zhao Lingxian dropped this condescending remark, which nevertheless managed to shut him up for the time being.

Commander Li was completely unprepared for this move. The moment the torture instrument struck, he felt a numbness in his thighs, followed immediately by a sharp crunch.

There was nothing much to pack in the room. After stuffing his clothes and other belongings into a bag, Lei Chen headed to his newly rented apartment.

Lin Di found it increasingly amusing. Bai Mengqi probably felt too embarrassed to directly ask about the test account, so she was resorting to all sorts of methods to lure Lin Di into bringing it up first.

After the battle in the garden ended with Langdon piercing Babula's heart with a single sword, Old Wang departed immediately. The strongest enemy was already dead, and with Hogg and the others around, there was no need to worry about anyone being able to threaten Langdon.

Standing in the rain and watching the blood continuously spill from Yingyi's lips, Fuji felt a bone-chilling coldness in his heart, not even greeting Fujiwara as he passed by his side. He said nothing, simply standing in place and looking at Yingyi, silently and quietly watching. Amidst the hazy mist of the drizzling rain, a patch of vibrant green drifted down soundlessly in the tranquility.

If no accidents had occurred, the gold bars must have been stolen long before Fan Qianwan set her sights on them. The title of Saint of Thieves was merely a smokescreen used to deceive the public.

He suddenly stood up and faced the window, as though unwilling to let Madam Shen see the expression on his face. At that moment, the chiming of copper bells rang out from outside.

"Hiss, hiss-hiss..." Kazuvito let out another low roar, raising his hands behind his back. But it was not just one hand; both hands reached back simultaneously, each grasping a throwing spear, and lifted them up to the sides of his shoulders at the same time.

"Quick victory, quick resolution." The calm and composed words tumbled from the lips of another youth. Yingyi's gaze fell upon him, and she saw a head of silver hair, slightly longer in the front, shading the upper half of his face, with two strands of ink-blue hair standing out the most amidst the locks.

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Wu Yong offered sacrifices to heaven and conferred gods upon the realm, a ritual that lasted for nine days and nine nights. During this period, Demon Lords launched assaults and myriad demons sought to disrupt minds, until the moment of consummate virtue finally arrived. In total, three hundred and sixty-five superior gods were conferred, comparable to Nascent Soul cultivators; three thousand intermediate gods, comparable to Golden Core cultivators; and one hundred thousand lesser gods, comparable to Foundation Establishment cultivators.