Chapter 826: 174. The Inscrutable Tanlang Brother

174. The Inscrutable Tanlang Brother

The Kui Star Talisman within this pitch-black door could only be perceived by Huang Meilu Xuan's innocent spiritual eyes.

Upon hearing this, Magistrate Ouyang Rong was silent for a moment before suddenly speaking:

"It is the handiwork of a top-tier Confucian Qi practitioner."

"It should be..."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong asked Huang Meilu Xuan again:

"Xiao Meilu Xuan, besides this, is there anything else?"

"Yes."

Huang Meilu Xuan took a step closer and peered into the door for a moment.

At this moment, Magistrate Ouyang Rong and Miao...

The Kui Star Talisman within this pitch-black door could only be perceived by Huang Meilu Xuan's innocent spiritual eyes.

Upon hearing this, Magistrate Ouyang Rong was silent for a moment before suddenly speaking:

"It is the handiwork of a top-tier Confucian Qi practitioner."

"It should be..."

Magistrate Ouyang Rong asked Huang Meilu Xuan again:

"Xiao Meilu Xuan, besides this, is there anything else?"

"Yes."

Huang Meilu Xuan took a step closer and peered into the door for a moment.

At this moment, Magistrate Ouyang Rong and Miao Si...

In truth, there was no need to look at his rank; just by observing his aura, one could tell what an extraordinary figure he was.

Just as he was once again feeling proud of his explosive art, the pressure from those eyes appeared again. Before he could react, a fist from behind knocked him to the ground.

But this sword strike did not bring Cyril the slightest joy; the empty sensation of the longsword striking home made him secretly cry out that something was amiss.

That is how it was said, of course, but once the Heart of Origin was truly in one's hands, whether it could be taken back was not for Nairora to decide.

Although the Rubik's Cube would continue to evolve with the unfolding of the Huang Taiji Bagua, Yog-Sothoth was not yet dead, and no one knew if there would be variables in the future.

The great sword could even cleave those undead warriors as hard as steel, and even Andre, who had cultivated for tens of thousands of years, could not withstand a single blow, yet this soul was actually unscathed?

The fall of Tongtian was a foregone conclusion; they felt the time had come to retrieve their treasures, and if possible, they could even take back a few supreme treasures while they were at it.

Han Fei suddenly turned and looked at Li Si with a smile, his deep eyes seeming to see through Li Si's thoughts.

At this moment, Maite Jia rushed hurriedly into the ramen shop, grabbed the hand-pulling chef, and ran outside, shouting as he ran.

Bai Qi let out a long sigh. Watching the tea in the cup fill up again, he knew in his heart that Lu Heng harbored no hostility.

Only then did Xue Ling notice that, apart from the oversized shirt on her upper body, she was actually stark naked. Her face burned, and not caring about anything else, she hurriedly closed the bathroom door and wrapped herself tightly in a bathrobe before coming out.

She knew what he wanted to say, but for some reason, she was always afraid. The sweeter and warmer it was, the more she feared the arrival of that painful day. Love could bring joy and sorrow; she feared she would always be immersed in sweet happiness and forget the pain of the past.

Regarding this point, Dick was prepared; otherwise, he wouldn't have sent Ruit instead of Alvis on the right flank, as he needed to stabilize first in an away game.

As soon as they appeared, a chill rushed toward them, mixed with scorching clamor. The crowd seemed to have returned from heaven to the human world, enacting Ye Feng's prophecy. Life had to go on, and the long-suppressed coughing and discussion were released all at once, mixed into the bustling traffic outside the opera house, dust flying everywhere.

Saddam laughed gloomily: "And what if I don't let go?" Saddam watched the expressions of those people, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes, ignoring them completely.

In fact, apart from the man in his fifties in the middle who was listening to him, the other two men in their thirties were just real estate developers wanting to tear down the church to build a high-rise. They were actually very impatient, but they still had to wait for this stubborn old pastor to finish his boring and long sermon before they could talk to him.

Wang Xu felt that he had created a good opportunity. Since things had reached this point, there was nothing that couldn't be said, so he immediately chased after her.

Belaron nodded. He had basically been organizing from the back in the first half, and Lille's defense was also focused on the most threatening front-court players. If he were to suddenly surge forward, it was indeed possible to create opportunities.

At the same time, Qi Bing and the two professors walked into the town's police station. Although there was a light bulb on the ceiling, it was clearly without electricity at the moment. However, Qi Bing was well-prepared; he didn't know where he pulled out a candle, lit it with matches from his pocket, and placed it on the table in the middle of the room. ===== CHAPTER 827 =====