Chapter 150: Strange Sister

Lin Li bought Dodo an ice cream, though he knew she couldn't eat anything, he still couldn't resist buying it for her.

Dodo held the ice cream in her hand, stuck out her tongue to lick it, and the spot she licked instantly turned gray-white, but when she pulled her tongue back, it returned to its original color—even if someone carefully observed, it was hard to notice.

At that moment, Dodo licked the ice cream while tilting her head to look beside her.

When she looked at others, Lin Li

The next second, Taotie lunged onto the spot where she had just been, its eyes blood-red, clearly still under the influence.

"Because everyone here is a vicious fugitive; if you pose any threat, those around you will kill you instantly. Gradually, no one dares to cause trouble anymore," Tang Tang spoke after a long silence.

In the second half of the club, though still busy, no one called Jiang Zhi out to serve drinks; after another two or three hours, the supervisor came to settle Jiang Zhi's bill and said someone was waiting for her in the underground parking lot, telling her to go over.

When they reached a deserted place, the mechanical dog set Li Shang down, then extended two mechanical arms from its mouth to clean his wounds.

Seeing Tan Feibai silent, Xu Yi rubbed his hands, then swiftly snatched a pistol from Tan Feibai's person.

As Ruan Shiying entered the room, she left behind tiny drops of blood on the floor—each drop fell from one of her ten fingernails.

Years had passed as if it were all a dream; after wandering aimlessly, she had returned here again.

Zhu Yue glanced at Qin Liu with approval—a clever conversationalist always grasps the most central and critical issues.

"Stop eating nothing but apples. Oranges are good too." Li Shang happened to meet Lü Zhiyu, who still held up an apple. Lü Zhiyu glanced at Li Shang—his gaze was cold, but he said nothing more. Then the two walked into the hall, one behind the other.

Over the past month, Su Xin had mainly been recovering from the latent injuries caused by his earlier outburst.

In desperation, Xu Liang raised his blood-red Burmese knife to block Ma Sheng Xining's descending flame sword, yet Ma Sheng Xining still seemed deeply wary of the blood-red blade in Xu Liang's hand.

Xing Hua and the others nodded slightly, glancing around, only then realizing that mist had filled the space around them—spreading throughout the entire forest like a layer of white frost.

Before them, a colossal figure slowly approached; its entire body was snow-white, as if containing an entire winter, radiating cold so intense no one could approach it—anyone who touched it instantly turned to ice.

Wang Ling took a Soul-Replenishing Fruit from her storage space, bit into it, and her headache lessened. After finishing it, she took out another.

Especially after hearing Guo Chong describe the illness, many symptoms were similar, making Lin Jue even more convinced the prescription might be effective.

Victoria's people immediately exhaled in relief—Yang Ge had become their spiritual leader; as long as he was there, no problem was unsolvable, and some even had smiles on their faces.

The so-called skill time lag is also a technique for casting spells; once a mage masters a skill, they can use their spiritual power's upper limit to simultaneously form multiple instances of the same skill, thereby increasing its damage and area of effect.

"Ah!" Ai Mei felt the warm breath from Li Ang's nose against her chest and couldn't help screaming.

"There must be a mechanism—this is the Mausoleum of the First Emperor! How could there be no escape route?" I said.

The key question is, if this transformation originated from him, can the reincarnated child still halt the worsening situation?

Before him, three incense sticks for summoning the gods were lit; his hands kept forming strange seals, and a powerful, restrained energy was building within him.