Volume 1, Chapter 66: Tuantuan's Identity

Although it was called a controlled zone, there were actually no restrictions here whatsoever. Even the police were unwilling to get involved, making this place a veritable lawless zone for super-powered individuals.

As he passed near Su Bai, he quietly handed over Su Bai's identification documents without changing his expression.

"I am merely an ordinary person, and there is nothing about me worth you borrowing," Bard replied, though he had already realized what the other party was after.

After all, UF had only just been assembled, and he had yet to play in any decent group scrimmages. Without any prior footage to reference, unless Fuyi could foresee the future, it was utterly impossible for him to guess what kind of tactics UF would employ—or if there even were any tactics to speak of at all.

Although the team had only gathered for the first time that day, everyone chatting and laughing in the locker room made Carlisle almost feel as though they were a veteran roster that had played together for more than five years.

The technique evolved from spatial portals was, in essence, a method of transferring slashing attacks to other locations via spatial portals. Rather than calling it opening a spatial portal, it was more accurate to consider it as teleporting the slash away.

As Nowitzki moved up to the high post, Yi Yang immediately passed the ball, letting Dirk handle it from the high post while he himself began to sprint at full speed.

The person who sent him the message was Wang Chu, and the content was very concise: Stall them. OB's AD Jian Dan and I are already on our way to City O.

"I don't understand Mr. Liu's meaning." Ye Li raised her eyes slightly, noticing that Liu Tianqing wasn't looking at her, but instead gazing out the window. Since he was at home, he wasn't in a wheelchair; a delicate cane stood beside the solid wood sofa. "I am indeed better at housework than she is," she said.

"What does that have to do with you?" Ye Li frowned, instinctively taking two steps back. She thought it in her heart, but kept her mouth shut, only glaring over with vigilance while keeping an eye out for any escape routes in case things went wrong and she needed to bolt immediately.

Hearing Jin Cheng's deep voice, He Qingxue's face instantly turned red. She lifted her gaze to look at Jin Cheng, then darted her eyes around in all directions.

While saying these words, Lin Feng was also communicating mentally with You'er, because You'er had once mentioned that this ghost palace was likely the place where her imperial father had passed away.

"Hehe, are you regretting it now?" I gave him a wicked, sideways glance and squeezed out a trace of a laugh.

Mu Zixiao found it difficult to speak about this matter, because due to Shangguan Rui's departure, the old family estate had been affected to varying degrees, and the situations of Shangguan Jingchen and Su Yu were not looking too good either.

If they all went together, the target would simply be too large and somewhat risky, so moving separately was a wise choice.

"She is temporarily staying in the Red Jade Palace, and two maidservants have been assigned to wait upon her, but the Emperor did not visit last night," Song He reported.

The younger generations of Ouyang Xiuyan's family firmly controlled the entire Artifact Sect, and the core elders and disciples within the sect were also predominantly from the Ouyang lineage.

After they had chatted for quite a while, there finally was some movement outside the house. Judging by the footsteps, it should be that male student named Qingcheng.

As anticipated, his salary this month should be a little over a thousand, which, when given to his father, would be enough for them to live on for a period of time.

"Xin Xin wants to eat that—that beef again today," Xin Xin thought for a moment, swallowed her saliva, and quickly said.

"That token is not mine; isn't it in Zhao'er's hands right now? Besides, those three armies are imperial guards protecting the borders, and they are not allowed to approach the imperial city without an imperial decree," Gu Zhiqi turned his head and said to her.

This could not entirely be blamed on Tao Yaoyao; Qingyue Ying had only been back at court for a couple of days. If people were made to carry water bucket by bucket, it would probably take several hundred people. If the scholars were to hear of this, heaven knows what they would say about her. After studying the matter closely, she found that although there was a pond nearby, it was not suited for manual labor, so she set her sights on the rain pond situated on higher ground.

On that incomparably cruel battlefield, a vast number of powerful sea-beasts perished almost every single moment. At the same time, even more sea-beasts realized the cruelty and terror of the war and directly chose to flee.

"Good. He is already on his way. Pour this into the wine," the mysterious person handed him a pouch of medicinal powder.

This time, Ziqi could no longer ignore all of this. With a reflex-like step backward, she finally managed to clear her vision and see what manner of thing was speaking.

"So it turns out to be Lord Zhou Zhong. No wonder I thought the gentleman looked familiar," Zhang Ping hastily said.

Tianxuanzi naturally struggled. Thus, on the high street, two exceptionally handsome men were tugging and pulling at each other, locked in an endless entanglement.

Yet in this world, apart from encountering a lunatic like Qihao, who else possessed such heaven-defying ability to cripple Master Bu Dai?

When Daoist Tianqing saw him take out the peach wood sword, he had been very casual about it, but upon pulling out this ritual instrument, his expression became extremely grave. He immediately knew that what was about to appear before their eyes was bound to be an extraordinary object.

As Hou Dagui's army fought its way from Henan to Shanxi, Mu Guchun had repeatedly devised brilliant strategies, saving the main army from the brink of disaster several times. From Hou Dagui down to the lowest-ranking soldier, the entire army had long since shed its initial contempt for Mu Guchun, each and every one of them holding him in profound respect.

Looking at the three items before her, Yun Qixi did not know how to describe her current state of mind.

Supposedly, Li Mu should have been drinking Maotai or potent sorghum liquor, but Li Mu disliked fiery spirits, so champagne suited his palate much better.

Therefore, whether in Normandy or Bastogne, American paratroopers could face danger without any fear.

Perhaps because Si Junhao had publicly and proactively reached out a helping hand to her, Aimu was so shocked that she remained dazed for a long time. It was not until the light inside the room grew dim and the commotion faded into quietness that she slowly regained her wits, her dark eyes gazing unfathomably at Si Junhao sitting not far away.

Yin Yanzhong was startled, hurriedly reaching out to steady his wrist. Everyone else in the courtyard was also taken aback, looking at him with a mix of disbelief.

"Remember my college classmate from yesterday? He is my solution," Lin Xingchen said.

Last night, he had thrown out a fit of pique, telling her to send all the soup to Yan Qingzhou, and she had actually sent every last drop.

"Why are you helping me, though?" The moment Yu Manman was treated with gentle courtesy by Wen Zhiyu, she was prone to pushing her luck. She raised her head, staring fixedly at him with high expectations.

Deducing heavenly secrets in his heart and seeing through the foundations of the three parties, he knew the spiritual spring was named 'Falling Star'. Originally belonging to and secretly guarded by the Wind Mother Clan, one of its major functions was the 'purification' and 'nurturing' of abilities. This starlight river water was indispensable for the Wind Mother Clan's reproduction and the Thunder Clan's physical purification of lightning power.