Chapter 84: 83、A Piece of Skin (4K, 1/2)

83、A Piece of Skin (4K, 1/2)

Unlike the southern-style lion dance, the Bai Zhifang Tai Lion is larger and more muscular, requiring one person to control the lion’s head alone, with two others serving as the lion’s body and legs.

Performing the Tai Lion demands exceptional physical conditioning and a foundation in acrobatic skills.

The “Stiff Lion,” as a subtype of the Tai Lion, also requires three dancers, and during “Lion Gatherings,” each lion must be preceded by a “Lion Child” to lead the way.

Now, Zhou Chang’s black lion

Liya nodded solemnly; she knew conflict could erupt at any moment, and immediately led Captain Sam straight to the Union of Extraordinary Professions.

Qi Moyan’s willow-browed eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her gaze toward Yang Feng deepened.

This script is so good, the directing team is top-tier—it could become the box office champion in no time.

“Why are you looking so pale? Are you sick?” Perhaps due to her profession, Duoduoduo noticed something was off.

The villa wasn’t as heavily guarded as a mansion; it was quiet and sparsely populated, so Wen Qiyue slipped out unnoticed.

Those people moved with disciplined coordination—they were clearly a group. Their bodies radiated the bloodthirsty edge of mercenaries, the kind who kill without hesitation. Their cultivation level was a full tier above hers; direct confrontation would be foolish.

Everyone was extremely excited, yet intensely curious—what exactly had happened during this time?

Duoduoduo smiled but said nothing; what Ding Yun thought was her own business. Duoduoduo only needed to show proper courtesy—that was upbringing.

He deliberately staggered a few steps, then slumped weakly against the wall, struggling continuously, as if severely poisoned.

If you recklessly rush in and your escape route gets cut off, you’ll be surrounded and attacked from all sides.

But right now, she had been directly restrained by Lin Fan, and what awaited her next was still unknown.

Chu Feng sat cross-legged in the room the Lin family had prepared for him, holding the stone talisman, examining it closely as his spiritual sense continuously seeped into it.

“But it’s just a big fish, nothing compared to the corpse-kun I saw online back then!” Fanchen muttered to himself.

Countless spear shadows instantly merged into one—a spear ray radiating brilliant light, as solid as reality, carrying an invincible piercing force that could pierce through time and space, striking toward the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass.

After all, he worked for the government; in Heishuicheng, where countless demons and spirits came daily seeking livelihood, landing a job within the government was no simple matter.

The Bloodline Dragon slammed into a blue water curtain, producing a thunderous impact—but failed to break through the seemingly thin, transparent barrier.

“Big Brother Kongcheng, if you’re confident, that’s good. I’m just afraid that when Fanchen returns, he’ll find Longcheng already taken by someone else—and he’ll be upset.” At that moment, Yang Meng’er nodded.

In his past life, Qin Yu frequently sparred with Xingluo and knew just how terrifying Xingluo was when he transformed into a raging dragon.

“I think this place is nice—quiet and elegant, and Zi Yun is here too. I’d love to spend a few more days with her.” Han Mingrui had drunk quite a bit; her cheeks flushed red, looking quite lovely.

“Heh, look, I just divined that you’d suffer a blood disaster today—and it’s already come true!” Fanchen sneered.

Just like Ye Xing’s Life Talent rivals the Black Tower’s, and his Space Talent rivals Lu Yunda’s—but his overall strength still falls short, because he started too late.

Alhan saw Li Zhu come out, took in his foolish, clumsy appearance and dark skin, and completely ignored him.

The dense, leafy phoenix tree cast a large shadow on the ground; his body lay half in light, half in darkness, appearing strangely eerie, and somehow… pitiful.

“Your Majesty, these people, knowing their end is near, are now spouting nonsense to undermine your relationship with me, your loyal minister, and create chaos.” The National Master hurriedly interjected.