Chapter 265: Reflecting Heaven and Earth

"Grandpa and Grandma don't care about me at all. I originally wanted to come out and find my dad and mom."

"I'm not looking anymore. I'm fine on my own."

Xia Wenbing said this with a smile, but his expression looked somewhat lonely.

Perhaps he had already looked for them, even found them, but they weren't what he had imagined, so in the end he chose to wander outside alone.

"What are your plans for the future?" Shen Siyuan asked.

Xia Wenbing straightened up at the words—

"Hmph, if you don't cooperate with the police station's investigation right now, you'll still die a miserable death. Do you know who the legal representative of this company is?" Ma Zhong asked sternly.

Intelligence showed that the Apocalypse Knights had set up a hidden point in City S, where two knights were stationed, also responsible for the search for ability users in City S.

After taking a few photos, Xia Qingqing once again ran wildly along the top of the dune, which connected to several other dunes.

With a single faint syllable from Dongfang Wuhen and a flick of his finger, Xiao Tiancheng and the jianghu corpse-raiser were sent flying back. Xiao Tiancheng looked at Dongfang Wuhen, who had burst out from the Dragon Spirit's body, in disbelief, then looked at the Dragon Spirit—what on earth was going on?

The two fell silent. After a while, Jiang Jiuyue looked up with a smile and said, "Since you're leaving, take this set of clothes to wear on the road." With that, Jiang Jiuyue took the newly bought clothes out of the back basket and handed them to him.

Luo Qimo seemed to see herself at eighteen, wrapped in a bath towel, the first time she met Ye Tangmu in this villa.

"First impressions are very important. Since the first impression is good, that's fine—it means you didn't slack off while I was away. If you had slacked off, you definitely wouldn't be able to lift this spear, after all this spear isn't forged from ordinary iron." Ming Yu said earnestly.

But the Dragon Spirit had only taken two steps when the voice came again. The Dragon Spirit found it strange—what the hell was going on? Looking again at Dongfang Wuhen's expressionless face, could it be that only he could hear it?

"Hubby, are you crying?" Luo Qimo squinted her eyes, staring at his pitch-black pupils, where there seemed to be teardrops.

Hearing this, several mages hurriedly began chanting spells. They had seen clearly what had just happened on the city wall, and as the instigators, they too couldn't help but freeze on the spot. Had Tong Tian not reminded them, they would probably still be standing there dumbfounded.

Shen Lin Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva. This time he was going for real; he too planned to settle the matter here.

Seeing her cooperate, Feng Lixi's grip in his palm eased slightly. Then, Ye Junluo seized the chance, tilted his neck and slammed outward, opening his mouth to bite the man's web between thumb and index finger.

"Yes, it was obtained by chance by this junior. Because its edge is unrivaled, I took it as a weapon." Dian Feng said no more. Even the Black Sky had its reservations, so naturally he wouldn't reveal that this sword was connected to the Heavenly Emperor.

My heart ached, and I quickly gathered it into my arms, giving it all the warmth I could. At this moment, a pair of hands behind me draped a fox-fur cloak over my shoulders.

But that sacred voice spoke no more. A hourglass materialized in the void, and the countdown began.

Inside the brocade box lay a three-foot-long sword. It didn't look anything special at first, but once lifted, one would discover the sword was extremely heavy, and incomparably sharp. With that weight alone, it could probably smash a person to death.

Feeling the pressure around his body suddenly lessen, Luo Hao couldn't help but be stunned. He searched in the direction of the voice, his gaze suddenly landing on a spot ten meters behind him, and his eyes abruptly narrowed.

"It has been a long time, but—Uncle, you didn't call just to say 'long time no see,' did you?" Chen Xiaoran was someone who valued time; he didn't care for too much pleasantries.

And Feng Lingling seemed to sense Busujima Saeko's heart, squinting her smiling eyes as she kept making sounds that were refreshing to the soul.

So the Killing Curse couldn't kill Harry; the only thing the curse could kill was the part of Voldemort that resided on Harry's soul.