Chapter 86: 85, The Underworld (4K, 1/2)

85, The Underworld (4K, 1/2)

Zhou Chang lay on his back inside the coffin.

The darkness of the coffin chamber surrounded him layer by layer, suddenly giving him a sense of peace as if he were within the womb.

The sound of people talking outside grew fainter, but with Zhou Chang's current senses, eavesdropping on those faint whispers was no difficult task for him.

—He heard the few brief exchanges between Zhou Sanji and Yang Rui.

Zhou Chang paid no attention.

In this life, Zhou Sanji was nominally his

"Not unpleasant." Su Ci lowered her eyes; she wanted to step back, but the youth virus gave her no such chance.

Han Chengfeng had no confidence in those two detectives, and moreover, it was unclear whether they were even detectives.

But upon checking the previous infusion records, the group found the patient had shown no abnormalities, indicating the prescription and drug ratio were correct; so how did things go wrong this time?

That sound seemed to strike Lin Shen's heart; he indeed did not know Gu Sheng's situation and now regretted not paying attention to Gu Sheng, as he could have resolved the crisis at the critical moment.

At Zhuo Yue University, the highest building students could enter was the Foreign Language College in the Qilin District. The Foreign Language College bordered the 'Heilongjiang'—no one knew what name this river bore, but it remained pitch black year-round, and in summer even emitted a foul odor.

From the lens ending, Qingguo remained immersed; judging by the upward angle of Wu Xiguo's lips, the situation should be relatively optimistic.

Even though he had earned the title of Second Under Heaven in the final battle of the previous Martial Arts Assembly.

Mornings should originally be quiet, but for the Qingyun disciples they were lively; the annual class league attracted not only first-year students but also many second-year students.

Lu Yanjin raised his wrist to check the time, his fingertips tracing the rim of the coffee cup, silent.

Han Yanyue had been walking ahead; she seemed very familiar with the place, moving with ease. She did not take the back door but chose the back door instead. Clearly, she did not want to be discovered by Ling Ziyao, my sister, and others chatting in the living room.

"Could it be that the two of them are the rumor kings?" Qu Zichong's mind was somewhat confused; he could not sort out the threads at once, so he asked whatever came to mind.

Over these years, the Navy Headquarters had given Qianjie only cafeteria meals; at home, Qianjie had long set aside thirty million Beli that he would not touch; was that not enough?

"What? Did I delay him from saving Elder Wei?" Zeng Zimo, listening nearby, was instantly stunned and pointed at himself.

The white man's downward-pressing hands stopped; simultaneously, one second later, his eyes bulged, and then with a 'puff', a large mouthful of fresh blood sprayed from his mouth.

"Nonsense! You still have the face to claim it was a fair fight? How can there be fairness when you, with the cultivation of an eighth-rank martial artist, fight me? If you have the ability, suppress your power to the mid-stage of the seventh rank; I will punch your heads to pieces!" As Shadow spoke, he charged forward again, intending to deliver another punch.

Not good; Rao Peier's sweater just snagged here. If she walked all the way, wouldn't her sweater unravel along the entire path? When she reached her destination and faced a crowd of reporters and cameras, wouldn't she make a fool of herself, or even end up bare-chested?

"Is he a Ability User? Since they once caught him, wouldn't it suffice to leave him in the sea?" Qianjie asked in confusion.

Meanwhile, the old master of the Qin family was also observing the expression of the old master of the Wu family, pondering whether it was the Wu family's doing.

Only Su rushed to take a shower in another bathroom; when he came out, Su Rong was already waiting on the bed.

At present, the name Chen Han, due to Chen Yan's treachery, had already been expelled from Canglong University.

A figure rushed forward rapidly through the sand and dust; his hands spread diagonally, like the agile posture of a bird soaring in the sky.

But he had unintentionally offended him, plus the Elmer family had been in very bad shape since Kenneth's death.