Chapter 62: Picking Fragrances (Part 6)

After conducting a thorough search, the royal knights discovered an extremely intense wave of arcane energy fluctuations in front of a thick mahogany door on the second floor. They immediately went to inform Schlieffen.

"This is white porridge. Drink it while it's hot. Since you know how to use spiritual power and have already mastered it quite well, you should be able to manage on your own, so I won't feed you." Having said this, the man placed the bowl and spoon he was holding by A Zhi's bedside and turned to leave.

In Wang Kun's impression, places designated with the suffix of a studio or retreat were generally somewhat retro buildings. However, in this economy-driven society, it was rare to see a restaurant opened in the suburbs; after all, who wouldn't want to place their hotel in a prosperous area with high pedestrian traffic?

The forgetful-of-origins samurai sword of the Japanese fighter had been completely suppressed by Zhao Ziyue's military saber, and multiple bloody wounds now marred his body. In contrast, the more Zhao Ziyue fought, the more refreshed and spirited he felt.

Ignoring Gu Yutong, this fellow mysteriously pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed Elder Zhang's number. Upon hearing from Elder Zhang that Dean He's wife had passed away many years ago and that he remained single to this day, the miraculous divine doctor Liu revealed two rows of neat, white teeth.

Sensing Seapustin's gaze, Gorden had no time to spare a thought for anything else. With his eyes locked relentlessly onto the black dragon, he pulled the trigger of his heavy crossbow.

"Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. Marriage is still a long way off; is there any need to discuss it so early?" Wang Kun said helplessly. Why did everyone love discussing his marriage so much? Not even a stroke of the character had been written yet, and how could anyone still expect to be so free after getting married?

Liu Yan gave a faint smile, watching the triumphant receding figure of Zhang Erhu, and thought to himself: If you can still act so cocky later, I'll write my surname Liu backward.

Wang Qiang, the chief of the Jincheng Branch Police Station, wiped the sweat from his forehead, knowing that he was doomed this time. Xiangshan hadn't experienced an incident like this in many years, yet he never expected to run into it himself. Whether this could be handled properly or not, his position was likely impossible to preserve.

"Yes, we will all be safe and sound!" Yun Fei'er seemed to be touched by Liu Yan's perseverance, nodding as she spoke.

Upon hearing this title, the youth in brocade attire was momentarily stunned. As a young man from out of town who was unfamiliar with the situation in Chang'an, he searched his mind roughly and recalled no peerage such as the Duke of Cai in the Great Tang. Therefore, subconsciously, he was rather unimpressed.

It was currently mealtime, and the place was crowded. Had Yi Feng not used his connections to reserve a private dining room in advance, he truly wouldn't have been able to find a place to sit, which showed just how overwhelmingly popular this old establishment was.

"Hmph hmph... hmph hmphahahahaha!" At the thought of this, the Eastern King could not help but let out a burst of cold laughter.

"Those dozen jars of Immortal Drunk of mine have been stored for hundreds of years..." Ancestor Linghong wore an expression of deep agony. "If you want me to part with them, you'll have to spar with the disciples more often to give them practice!" True to being a sect master, upon seeing Su Tong return, he did not forget to squeeze out her remaining value, his mind entirely set on having her offer pointers to the disciples.

"Gu Zichen has been missing for four years. What on earth happened to him?" Yao Beikun was also unclear about their experiences in that other realm. Perhaps no one truly knew Gu Zichen's real identity.

"What about the Golden Spear King?" Night Blow swallowed hard and asked urgently, the death of the Golden Spear King having always felt like a thorn stuck in his throat.

Dan Xuan felt a surge of shock in his heart. However, after shaking for a brief moment, the rumbling sound vanished, the surroundings returned to peace once more, and the tremors ceased as well.

"If I had not seen it with my own eyes, how could I, Leng, be so certain!" Leng Changyue said sternly.

Therefore, the grievances held by Gu Mingyue's family toward the Gu family seemed impossible to ever truly let go of.

In Bai Shu's view, Ye Taoling held an inexplicable fondness for Ziyuan. Every time the two of them met, they would chatter endlessly without paying the slightest attention to anyone else.

Ye Xian also understood clearly that unless it was a master practitioner, the clinic would not call him, meaning there must be an extremely tricky patient.

It was impossible to fathom what kind of transcendental, pinnacle-level craftsmanship could allow people to build such a magnificent city upon the water.

Underfoot, the massive body of the skeleton ghost was enveloped by black Qi, which transformed into billowing smoke that permeated the subterranean palace. After a burst of black smoke, the giant skeleton ghost vanished into the depths of the underground palace. Holding the nether blade, this Chen Junling held the sword in one hand while forming a sword finger with the other, softly chanting esoteric incantations associated with the nether blade.

Because Lin Yu's back was pressed against the wall, it effectively compressed Qi Hao's range of movement. In other words... Qi Hao could only deliver sword strikes directly ahead and through the air.

Violent coughing echoed out as the hazy dust between heaven and earth completely dispersed, and even the howling gale subsided. A blue-and-white figure slowly stepped out from within, directly casting an indifferent gaze toward the panting bull-headed monster not far away, a hint of emotion flickering within his expression.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, Mo Fan finally made his way to the ticket window in line. Amidst the astonished glances of the staff member, Mo Fan purchased a ticket and entered the amusement park. Mo Xun'er actually quite enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention.

Lying on the bed and pondering for a long time, Lu Xueqi took out her phone and called Li Hao, but no one answered.