Chapter 220: The Confession Session and the Remaining Issues of Mummy Three

So, you are the founder of Umbrella, Su Qing, Su Qing, no wonder when I first met you, I felt this name was very familiar; it really is you, only your appearance was disguised! Now that you have restored your original appearance, I am indeed a bit unaccustomed, but I will get used to it in a day or two.

Early in the morning, Ruiwen turned into a little chatterbox, chirping away as she began to speak.

Su Qing sat on the sofa, raised his hand to make a pause gesture: 'I last night already

Since San Guan and Chen Cang are not far apart, the two forces gathered together and marched as one.

The soldiers inside the defenses had long been ready, but to outsiders this place appeared completely 'empty of anyone'—whether scouts or Holy Temple guards, they followed orders to conceal their bodies beneath the fallen leaves, remaining motionless.

This car had been following the Lada car all the way here; seeing the lights on in the courtyard, the black-clad man in the passenger seat took out his phone.

The six gold-robed figures also felt this sharp sword qi; as they turned to look, their faces instantly changed, and a low growl began to spread.

The firelight within the city grew ever larger; many of those who were watching saw that the Guanzhong army had taken so long to suppress the rebellion, and their thoughts became increasingly unsettled.

Moreover, the current Xianbei, following the deaths of He and Lian, have long since fragmented into disarray. Tribes capable of fielding ten thousand warriors are now exceedingly rare. Even such a super-large tribe, facing the 20,000 cavalry of Bingzhou, has absolutely no chance of victory.

Finally, after Doug Ruiqiu missed a buzzer-beating ultra-long three-pointer, the game entered halftime, with the Knicks leading 54:50 by four points as they went into the locker room.

However, in the over-nine-thousand reincarnation battles, Ling Feng also encountered many strong opponents; some were even stronger than him, and some had already reached the strength of the Ninth Layer of the Innate realm.

Xu Huang's face bore a dim expression as he recounted to Yan Yan all the details of the battle at Bai Po Valley.

Moreover, the snow-white giant beast, having just struggled to save its own life, was nevertheless willing to lower its head and show a fawning expression.

Seeing the other's anxious expression, Mu Yunqian kept a cold face, fell silent, and quietly looked at him without speaking.

Even in high school, I had heard Shen Weiwei sing; back then, her sweet voice left an indelible impression on Ma Tianchang.

These security guards were far stronger than him and the young people of the Song family—unknown how many times stronger—yet he effortlessly knocked down about thirty people in one blow. Even the man who claimed to be the security captain instantly hit the ground, let alone shouting; he couldn't even raise his hand before being flung down.

Walking down the corridor, hearing the slow footsteps, looking out the window from on high, I took a deep breath; as if closing my eyes, all the memories of the past surfaced before me—Huangfu teacher, Miao teacher, her smile, her criticism.

Ou Du closed his eyes, furrowed his brow tightly, and felt deep self-reproach, guilt, and even some hatred toward himself for the harm he caused Jiang Lan Zhou when his illness flared.

But Zhang Lin was unwilling; after all, these things were ultimately caused by the annoying Ma Tianchang.

But this time, no amount of forcing would help; his thoughts were like a bird fleeing in swift flight, flapping its wings wildly and soaring high, beyond any hope of catching.

The old ancestors remained silent; in this age where spiritual cultivators are everywhere and body cultivators have declined in the degenerate era, could it be that their spiritual cultivation is still inferior to that of body cultivators?

Now, Wei Han found the current chief clerk, examined the files, and fully redressed their grievances; the elderly and children in their families who had suffered unfair treatment back then were all properly resettled, and compensation was provided so they could live in peace, no longer implicated.

You should know that Li Tong was insulted only because she stood up for him, and he almost lashed out at his own tour guide.

Lian Yicheng approached Yun Mengxue; her steps involuntarily retreated, her heart pounding thump-thump-thump, until her back suddenly leaned against the courtyard pillar, her head flushed with heat, and she reached out to push Lian Yicheng, who was now only a few centimeters away.