Chapter 63: Impossible to Remain Friends After Divorce

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Lu Jinchuan looked at Ji Shu, his voice uncharacteristically cold and detached.

Xu Baiwan also sat down, took a sip of wine, and said, "I'm just meddling in other people's business—do you not know who I am?"

Seizing this golden opportunity, he immediately rushed forward and unleashed several skills directly upon the deity's avatar. These abilities struck the avatar's body in the blink of an eye. By all accounts, there should have been no issue with this, but the catch was that his skills carried flames.

He leaped into the air, his entire body blazing with battle aura. The formidable power distorted the surrounding toxic Qi, and with a soft pop, the phantom Gu controlling him was forcibly blown apart by sheer force.

The few people who were dining instantly froze, their nerves tensing up. Should anything go amiss, they were ready to draw their weapons from their badges in a split second to fight, though whether they could win was an entirely different matter.

"I..." The five of them had already coordinated their plans beforehand, so as he quietly led these two people out from the side, abnormalities also began to occur over on the other side.

There was no need for others to know; as long as her actions aligned with her own conscience, she felt that everything was worth it.

Seeing this, Qingge's expression tightened. Without time to ask further, she turned and hurried toward the elevator alcove, disappearing from sight just a moment later.

During the days Song Shuyan fell ill, it was always the maid Qingyi who attended to her personally, remaining almost inseparable from her side, which brought a lingering warmth to the depths of Song Shuyan's heart.

Across Jialing, hundreds of thousands of people all heard this voice, every single word seeming to shake the very depths of their souls.

Furthermore, their innate talent, "Bloody Battle," allowed them to boost their combat power whenever they were injured. Under these circumstances, Avalon finally seized control of the battle's momentum, while the two Persians began to fall into a disadvantage.

The note read: "Do you wish to know the truth behind the ghost phone? Come alone to the fourth floor of Hengfeng Building at seven o'clock tonight."

Regrettably, not a single person in the entire village possessed the affinity for it; none could learn spells, and some could not even practice the most basic breathing exercises.

It was imaginable that as his cultivation realm improved and his physical body was tempered to even greater perfection, his combat prowess would likewise increase significantly.

Before Tianxianzi's furious shout had even faded, Long Ziwen, the venerable elder representing the Immortal Dynasty who had arrived at the scene, sank his expression and sharply retorted.

Coupled with a fifth-tier Demon Soul Ghost Bone Battle Puppet, the Dark Poison Sect would be finished this time even if he didn't make a move.

Shanyazi hurriedly retrieved a bottle of mineral water from the trunk and poured it over Huo Xiaoying's face, using his hand to wipe the blood away at the same time. Then he rushed over to Gu芊芊's side, only to find blood at the corner of Gu芊芊's mouth as she lay unconscious.

If what the manager said was true, then there was only one explanation for why such a situation was still occurring: someone must have orchestrated this matter deliberately.

Carolina gazed at the meal. This was the sort of extraordinarily delicious lunch she could only manage to eat once a month, and now, it was laid out right before her eyes.

Hardening his heart, he immediately spun around and slashed fiercely at Binjie with a treasured saber. The space itself split open, creating a fracture that continuously expanded forward. He had also noticed that the opponent had only this single Nine-Star Bitter Sea cultivator behind him; once he killed him, there would be no need to flee.

And this time, even if he hadn't done it, Hussein, the master of the Carefree Sect, would undoubtedly suspect him at the very first instance. Yet, a full day and night had passed since the explosion, and he still hadn't received any notification or order whatsoever.