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

168, Cursed Letter (1/1)

Shuangqi Community is an old 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 constantly hear dog barks from nearby.

The air was filled with a faint “dog smell.”

Standing by the roadside, Zhou Chang immediately spotted the restaurant named “Yue Xiang Hui” beside the main gate of Shuangqi Community.

He looked through the glass wall outside the restaurant.

The interior decoration of the restaurant

Pei Tongtong woke up in the middle of the night, feeling unable to breathe, and struggled violently; she opened her eyes to find Qi Chenghao looking down at her, one hand pinching her nose.

The overwhelming cold energy made her entire body feel refreshed, every cell in her body screaming in ecstasy.

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 make out the other person’s face.

Zhao Feier’s abilities are obvious; he didn’t want to lose her, especially since the Shield Agency’s ship was sinking—if he couldn’t even win over his own assistant, what big things could he possibly accomplish?

For an ordinary player to craft a full set of divine gear without spending too much money requires immense time and effort; it takes at least one or two months to assemble a full set.

He finally understood that “Sis” in the mouth of the Taotie Elder was merely an empty label, no different from “ants” or “mayflies.”

Several tables behind her were occupied by employees from the company building; they had been whispering about her, and now that she turned around, they awkwardly averted their gazes. Pei Tongtong glanced at them and saw that these people didn’t seem like the type to stare at her with that kind of look.

Finally, to clarify: the smelting of an entire weapon yields far greater energy refinement than smelting pure energy crystals alone.

The fundamental approach is to quietly approach the scattered soul with a secondary soul for testing; should anything change, instantly sever the secondary soul’s connection and let the main soul flee.

Just as Li Xiao was about to reveal the truth, a rapid knocking came at the courtyard gate.

Lu Changqing had originally planned to go find that rogue man and fight him, but upon hearing Yan Fengmei utter that name, his heart turned half-cold.

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

Wang Shenglin and the others tried to intervene, but found themselves bound by an invisible force, utterly unable to move.

The crimson sunset slowly melted, like blood seeping into the paper; before long, a tall young man appeared on the paper, his face pale, eyes hollow, holding a lantern emitting white smoke.

Jian Xinyu watched gleefully as Ye Yingfan was abused; she didn’t know why, but seeing Ye Yingfan suffer under her cruelty made her happy.

As the flames retracted, the red glow inside condensed into a golden orb the size of a goose egg, “It’s the Fire Phoenix!” Yang Ling had seen this golden egg before while working as a laborer in the workshop.

Where Hua Guang passed, even the void seemed to be restructured; a sense of destruction quietly swept through.

However, more people secretly protected it; all these protectors knew that only it held the key to resolving this crisis.

Watching Long Qier laugh freely, Yang Ling felt as if she were looking at a stranger—this was nothing like the Long Qier she knew.

The hurriedly arriving aide became Meng Die’s savior; Yan Guichen’s piercing gaze swept over her, cold and chilling, making one’s heart tremble.

But recently, for some unknown reason, rumors had surged wildly—clearly someone was manipulating everything behind the scenes.

No matter what I had with He Cheng or Huo Yunzeng, it was merely personal gratitude and emotional entanglement—what does it have to do with these people?

“What nonsense are you spouting?” Qin Xiao quickly steadied herself, swatted his hand away, closed her eyes briefly to compose herself, “What are you trying to do again? I’ll tell you—I stepped on you on purpose.” Even if her face was swollen, she’d still pretend she was right.