Chapter 65: Fond of Pretty Older Sisters

Shang Zhiyu answered the call with a smile. Seeing her mother-in-law lean in close, she had no choice but to turn on the speakerphone and said gently, "Xiao Wu, is something the matter?"

Zhou Jingyuan stood not far from Zhou Yinhe, frowning as he watched him, truly unable to comprehend his behavior.

Zhou Yinhe had never been one to beat around the bush with his family. Without a shred of politeness, he asked directly, "Sister-in-law, where do you buy all your lipsticks?"

Zhou Jingyuan finally understood and was left utterly speechless. He turned slightly, pulled out his phone, and secretly messaged his eldest aunt...

"Then have one of you honorable adults report to my lord on behalf of our household." Mori Koron let out a long breath and slowly loosened his grip. Seeing this, the dozen or so guards found it difficult to refuse any further, and before long, they tracked down Tsumuki Hirotada.

In the end, an indescribable sense of sorrow washed over her, and right then and there, she made up her mind—she was going to keep this child no matter what.

Instantly, those who needed to shed their outer robes did so, and those who needed to apply hot towels to their faces did the same. It was truly debonair, romantic, and decadently luxurious. Guo Bin felt so immensely gratified that he secretly made up his mind to set up the exact same routine for himself once he got back home.

Guanyu shouted in a resonant voice, "My lord, set your mind at ease, all is well here!" His towering spirit of heroism pierced directly into the firmament.

Seeing that the two of them were on the verge of defeat, Guo Bin and Guan Yu exchanged glances, grasped their weapons, and leaped into the arena.

What could Xue Wanru say? Since her junior brother wanted to change, she would just let him go ahead. Anyway, since he claimed it was very simple, she would simply consider the matter very simple. There was nothing wrong with that.

The two banquets, which could have been grand affairs, were inevitably reduced to mere formalities. Fortunately, this was the shared wish of everyone, including Qi Liaolao, so there were no objections whatsoever.

At the same time, beside the main camp of the Red Leaf Army at Dotaku, Uruku Akisui and a group of staff officers were intensely engaged in operations inside the encampment on the hillside.

Although even the Shatianlie siblings had to admit that Ling Jiuyou and her entire entourage were blessed with exceptionally good looks and possessed the striking air of dragons and phoenixes among men, gods were not dime-a-dozen cabbages that one could just run into by chance, were they?

Muku saw it very clearly: the instant Xiao Yu withdrew his hand, it seemed to transform into a hand of untangling silken threads, actually cleaving right through the hand he had intended to use for defense and parry.

The thought occurred to them simultaneously: Xi Chen must be severely injured; otherwise, the Third Young Master would not be so unsettled, or even terrified.

Given their current strength, clashing with that legendary S-tier powerhouse was absolute suicide! Probably none of them would even be enough to fill the gaps between the monster's teeth—how were they supposed to fight?

"This is... the legendary Cloak of the Spell God! Heavens, is he actually one of the Six Great Demon Kings who plundered the Six Divine Garments of the Heavenly Artisan—the Dark Master of the Spring of Rebirth? Not just an ordinary Master of the Spring of Rebirth?" Liu Ruyan finally snapped out of her stupor and cried out in loud astonishment.

It was at this very moment that she understood: it wasn't that he was too busy, but rather that he simply didn't want to take her calls.

He checked the mere 20 points of Luck remaining in his body. From yesterday until now, not much had recovered at all, but it was just enough to try out some reality-altering effects that he usually didn't dare use.

They dispatched their lacklings to sneak in quietly while secretly calculating when they might smuggle themselves in to reap the profits of a fisherman. The souls of the Prime Material Plane were the most abundant, and during every turbulent era, these demons would jump out to stir up trouble.

Inside the virtual training arena, Mars was piloting his B-class mobile suit, "Magic Rider Unit 1," continuously dodging the three "Tiger-2" units pursuing and firing at him from behind.

Yet now, Jin Guangyan was actually asking her if she had any instant noodles? Yan Xiaoxiao simply couldn't believe it. Had she suffered auditory hallucinations?

Jiang Han reviewed his memories once again. Now he knew why the Eightfold Burial Earth had buried his memories along with everything else.

During the era of the Arcane Empire's war with the gods, magical energy constructs were used to deal with demigod-level enemies; nowadays, most of them were deployed to execute decapitation strikes against alien insect broodmothers.

After stepping out of the hospital entrance, Qin Xue looked around and spotted a breakfast stall not far away.

Therefore, he should be able to break free. And what would be the next step after breaking free? With his hands covered in an unpleasant liquid, he would inevitably and subconsciously want to find something to wipe them clean.