Chapter 170: 168, The Cursed Letter (1/1)

168, The Cursed Letter (1/1)

Shuangqi Community is an older neighborhood in Baihe City.

Because it is near the city's largest pet market, after Zhou Chang and Song Jia got out of the car, they could always hear barking dogs nearby from time to time.

A faint "dog smell" floated in the air.

Standing by the roadside, Zhou Chang spotted the restaurant named "Yue Xiang Hui" right next to the main gate of Shuangqi Community at a glance.

Looking inside the restaurant through the glass wall outside.

The interior decoration of the restaurant

Pei Tongtong sobered up at midnight, feeling unable to breathe, so she struggled hard, opened her eyes, and found Qi Chenghao looking down at her, one hand pinching her nose.

That overwhelming cold force made her whole body feel refreshed, every cell in her body screaming wildly.

She tilted her head slightly; in the darkness, she could see as clearly as in daylight, but because she was embraced from behind, she could not see the other person's face.

Zhao Fei'er's abilities were evident to all; he did not want to give up. Moreover, the ship of SHIELD was about to sink; if he could not even win over his own assistant, what great deeds could he accomplish?

For ordinary players, if they do not want to spend too much money, creating a set of god-tier gear requires a huge amount of time and effort to prepare; it takes one or two months to get a set of equipment.

Finally understanding that "Sister" in the mouth of the Taotie Elder was merely a meaningless code, no different from "ant" or "mayfly."

Several tables behind her were occupied by employees of the company building; they had been whispering about her behind her back. Seeing her turn around, they awkwardly averted their gaze. Pei Tongtong glanced over and saw that these people did not seem like the type to stare at her with that kind of look.

Finally, let me explain: the smelting of an entire weapon yields far higher energy purity than the smelting of a simple energy crystal.

And using a secondary soul to quietly approach that scattered soul for a probe is the fundamental method; once anything changes, instantly sever the connection of the secondary soul, and the primary soul escapes.

Just as Li Xiao was about to speak the truth, a series of urgent knocks suddenly came from the courtyard gate.

Lu Changqing originally wanted to go fight that wild man, but after hearing Yan Fengmei say that name, his heart went half cold.

Yang Ling immediately told them about Dr. Cao being poisoned by a water monster and then seeking treatment from a shaman; Dr. Cao listened and sighed in amazement.

Wang Shenglin and the others wanted to intervene, but they found themselves seemingly bound by an invisible force, completely unable to move.

The red sunset slowly melted, like blood slowly soaking through the paper. At some point, a tall young man appeared on the paper, his face pale, his eyes empty, holding a lamp emitting white smoke in his hand.

Jian Xinyu looked with satisfaction at Ye Yingfan being abused; she didn't know why, but seeing Ye Yingfan bullied by her made her happy.

As the flames withdrew, the red light inside turned into a golden, radiant egg the size of a goose egg. "It's the Fire Phoenix!" Yang Ling had seen this golden egg when she was doing hard labor at the factory.

Where the flower light passed, even the void seemed to be reorganized, and an aura of destruction quietly swept through.

However, there were even more people secretly protecting it; all these protectors knew that only it was the key to solving this trouble.

Watching Long Qier laugh recklessly, Yang Ling felt as if she were looking at a stranger; this was completely not the Long Qier she knew.

The adjutant who came rushing over became Meng Die's savior; Yan Guichen's sharp eyes swept over her, that gaze so cold it made one's heart tremble with fear.

But recently, for some unknown reason, rumors have been rising day by day; it is obvious that someone is manipulating everything behind the scenes.

Regardless of what exists between me and He Cheng or Huo Yunzheng, they are nothing but private gratitude and emotional entanglements; what do they have to do with these people?

"What nonsense are you talking?" Qin Xiao quickly steadied herself, knocked his hand away, closed her eyes slightly to compose herself, and said, "What do you want to do again? I tell you, I stepped on you on purpose." She would puff up her cheeks even if it meant swelling her face.