Chapter 300: Taozi

Jiang Tao faintly heard a child's voice beside her ear; half-asleep, she couldn't make it out, instinctively tilting her head to listen better, the drowsiness slowly receding, though she wasn't fully awake yet.

She opened her eyes, glancing around—the surroundings seemed unfamiliar until her gaze landed on the gauzy curtain stirred by the sea breeze, and only then did she fully awaken.

She remembered: last night, for the first time, she had stayed overnight at Shen Siyuan's house.

And the voice she heard

Honghong acted recklessly, immediately grabbed her axe, deliberately invited Liao Beibei to her home, used all sorts of methods to keep him calm, refusing to engage in any improper act, insisting her period had started and she'd wait until tomorrow, while also scheming to make Liao Beibei spend the night—Liao Beibei thus walked straight into the tiger's den.

"Enough. As long as there's some barrier against Dragon Flame, it's fine." Akk nodded confidently. "I focused on its wings—even if its regeneration is strong, it can't recover quickly; its mobility will drop drastically."

The log had floated for countless years atop the Blood Sea, seeking the ocean currents' direction but finding no trace—yet these currents had been diverted away from Dizang's Buddhist power, proving the controller of the currents possessed sentience.

Among them, the Qingyun Sect members led by Xiao Yicai, upon seeing familiar faces from Tianyin Temple, naturally grew close—but he was curious why the temple's first disciple, Fa Xiang, was nowhere to be seen among them.

Long Taiquan Sanlang's needle was still embedded in his forearm; he couldn't pull it out, so he used his other hand to squeeze it outward.

For this Super Singer competition, Lin Weiwei was just doing it for fun; after all, she was busy recording China's Best Voice and had no spare energy to join Super Singer, so whether she advanced or not didn't matter to her—she only hoped it would gain her more fans.

Of course, she still had powerful backing, and spending money might protect her for now—but could it protect her forever?

The corpse had nothing on it except a watch; no clear suspect traits could be identified. Li San searched along nearby routes and around the sewers for the victim's lower body.

"Heh, so easily exposing my secrets to someone whose allegiance is unclear? Looks like your courage has grown, Akk." Xuelun smiled without a trace of amusement—even an ordinary person could clearly sense the killing intent radiating from her.

"Yes, so I need a strong, trustworthy bodyguard." Xu Zihao looked at Atian.

"You can't say that—he didn't mean any harm." Lin Qing didn't seem to harbor much resentment toward Chen Qudong.

"Hum!" The protective barrier of the Asura Castle flared again, and the talisman soldiers on the walls turned their direction.

The number of people at the officer registration desk was clearly much smaller: of the ten windows in the hall, only two were for officers, while eight were for regular soldiers—and the queues for the latter were far longer.

Just after ending her call with Miti Lanbei, Ling Zhou received video call requests from Dani, Hesi, Terisi, and others.

At the side of Princess Wansheng stood a thin man with eagle-like eyes, glowing with a blood-red eerie light.

As the screenwriter of this TV drama, he clearly plays a vital role in it; when the drama airs, the negative energy generated will naturally be greater, not relatively diminished.

In midair above the Dong'an Villa, a hyper-realistic virtual image appeared—how could a monarch of a nation possibly remain unaware?

"Our light cruiser's air-search radar tracked the U. . fighter jets providing air cover for their main fleet. We confirmed those carrier-based aircraft descended to land—thus deducing the location of the American aircraft carrier," said Vice Admiral George Fredberg.