Chapter 266: The Special Tang Tang

Indeed, it wasn't just Tang Tang who was startled.

Xiao Yue and Doudou were too.

Others couldn't see the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, but as its spirit souls, they clearly saw its spectral shadow.

Even as spirit souls, they were thoroughly frightened.

Doudou immediately crawled onto Shen Siyuan's back, while Xiao Yue pressed tightly against him as she sat.

As for Duoduo, far away with her parents, she immediately opened her umbrella and hid beneath it, then cautiously peeked out.

"Mm," Lan Aoyi looked gratefully at Shangguan Lingyou, then gently kissed her pink cheek.

Ye Canxue and Chiyou also arrived above the blood clouds, and the Youming flame seized the chance to surge into the blood clouds.

Zhou Lan was equally pleased to witness this scene, squinting slightly as she watched, her eyes brimming with killing intent.

"Why?" Lin Jie looked puzzled at Lili Si; she was relatively familiar with her now.

After the Chairman's car was strafed by Japanese fighter planes, Dai Li and Mao Renfeng found no resolution; Li Lanting suggested a thorough investigation of anyone with knowledge of the Chairman's movements, and the prime suspects—Huang Jun and his son—soon came into the Special Services' view.

Saying this, Ji Shangnan sat down beside Luo Jinshi, mimicking a coquettish posture by resting her head on Luo Jinshi's shoulder, as if Luo Jinshi truly could nurture her.

Ye Canxue drank with Zeng Qingzi for a while, then took leave of him, carrying Chiyou as they flew southward.

Whoever it was, after countless years of loneliness, suddenly gaining someone to speak to—especially their master—would naturally feel far happier than before.

Now, hearing Lingyun's words, the four felt instant relief; being listed among the inner sect members meant they were the sect's prime focus, and they would have no further worries.

He had thought this would be boring, but when he saw Yuan Kaicheng actually attempting to sign a contract to hand over Shandong Province to the Japanese, his fury erupted instantly.

Though his appearance hadn't changed much from last year, several new wrinkles had clearly formed on his forehead. But from the voice just now, Zhu Lao's fiery temper remained utterly unchanged.

Completely unlike his peers, unlike people of this era, he gave her a sense of ethereal unreality.

Tianxiang walked over in her long, black-stockinged legs, collapsed onto the sofa, and picked up the juice beside her to drink.

The Abyss Holy Monarch, lord of the Abyss realm, had descended onto the Douluo Continent—signaling the arrival of the final battle.

She had originally come to scold this guy, but hadn't expected him to act so unpredictably; even after knowing she wasn't Bing'er, he still dared to be disrespectful—had she finally stopped hiding her true feelings?

"I voted for myself." Park Myeongsoo glanced at Kwon Jiyoung's twisted expression and found it unbearable to look at.

In Lin Qiu's memory, this was the first time she had seen Li Hongwei look so serious.

Soon, Yin Luli had been driven back; six elders of the Ouyang family, wielding long spears, slashed at him in unison, forcing Yin Luli to grip his sword with both hands just to hold on.

Although Lin Qiu and the others already knew about Sun Qianqian's situation, hearing it suddenly still made Sun Qianqian feel awkward.

This is precisely: preparing early for Christmas Eve, yet the con artist stirs up trouble; a tender farewell, how many human bonds it imparts.

Since Qin Yuan didn't tell Qin Leng the truth when he came out, there must be something he was avoiding.

Chapter title: Tension and Relaxation, Constantly Pressuring the Rat; Half-Hearted, Issuing Another Edict to Warn Imitators.

This struck a chord with Qin Leng; he truly couldn't be too cruel, for Tang Tong had miscarried because of him and was now infertile. In Qin Leng's heart, he still felt he owed Tang Tong something, so he was powerless against her capricious outbursts.