Chapter 51: The NPC Was Clearly Beautiful Too

Seeing that she had finally calmed down, Yu Ling waved to the guarding police officer through the glass.

The officer walked over upon seeing the gesture, picked up the telephone receiver, held it to his ear, and asked coldly, "What is it?"

"Could you please let me speak with her alone for a few moments?" Yu Ling pointed at Lin Mianmian, her tone carrying a near-supplicant plea.

This was an unreasonable request.

Yet Yu Ling had no choice; her previous silence was entirely to wait for Lin Mianmian to regain her composure.

The sheer gauze dress was faintly revealing; although it was clothing, wearing it felt almost like wearing nothing at all. Yang Mi's seductive, jade-like body was hazily veiled, exuding an even more ethereal and hazy sense of beauty.

The indigenous followers who trailed out from Liyang City were all more or less tainted by wrongdoing and crime, yet they never expected to be sheared like fools by the demons of the netherworld—truly a case of retribution coming full circle.

Long Si broke off mid-sentence because the death of a son was a grave matter, but fearing that Long Sanjiang might vent his fury on Long Kuan, he did not dare to utter another single word.

However, Kong Han'an had lured the enemy in, utilizing the strategic terrain of the Ghost Gate Pass and its flight-prohibition rules, and deployed Luofeng Mountain's ambushing troops to defeat the Bird-Beak tribe, successfully bringing their territory under the control of the Underworld authorities.

Jiang Mushan said nothing further. His gaze fell thoughtfully upon the intricate mechanism on his desk, and then he asked the two children with a puzzled expression.

The twin sisters from the demon capital wore thoroughly disgruntled expressions, feeling as though they had been singled out like negative examples.

The hull of the ship violently buckled as a massive tail surged out from the water, slamming heavily against the vessel.

Dark Wind noticed that Shen Xuefu gave his clothes a light tug, then lowered his head, positioning his own head level with Shen Xuefu's.

The moment he stepped inside, Shu Xingbei sensed that the imprint planted within Li Xing's heart had been wiped completely clean, far more thoroughly and cleanly than the one inside Mu Feng's heart.

Shen Xuefu's face was now burning hot and flushed pink, indistinguishable from the sunset outside, as if the dusk had left a lingering imprint upon her delicate and soft cheeks.

"It's just that... when I mentioned the beast tide outside, your reaction was somewhat odd." After a brief hesitation, Lin Liang spoke up anyway.

With a soft sigh, the blood-dripping, crimson spear in his hand finally flew forth, hurtling toward the man locked within the blood flames—Tian Gang.

A muffled explosion suddenly echoed from the Cloud Dragon Temple, instantly reverberating across the entire imperial capital. Immediately afterward, an invisible shockwave surged wildly out of the temple, knocking down numerous pedestrians in the surrounding area before they even had a chance to react.

A police officer holding a ledger caught sight of the two of them, frowned slightly, and took the initiative to walk toward them.

"Elder Wu, there is a question I wonder if this old man ought to ask?" Huo Xing suddenly asked, turning his gaze toward Wu Mo.

Then he heard Fang Jin say, "However, a disciple of the Poison Dragon Valley named Zhou Chong carries the antidote with him, and he set out a day ahead of us. I wonder if he has reached the island yet."

"I am going after those two Taoist priests to make them bring their ritual paraphernalia at daybreak to perform rites for General Wang. I also need to catch up with Fatty and the others to have them send a carriage to pick you up. You are injured and cannot travel immediately; even if you leave, you must wait until after General Wang is buried," Nanfeng said.

"So what? The sins that should not exist in this world will ultimately never manifest. I cannot destroy you, but at least I have withstood all of your power. Someone will come to save you very soon." Fendai's pink eyes flashed, resembling butterflies fluttering through a dream.

Several hundred meters away, a male lion roared furiously as it charged toward them, its regal demeanor fully on display.

"How about we just go out to eat instead?" Seeing that Mei Yang looked entirely disinclined to speak, Xu Yin could not help suggesting.

Luna nodded. It certainly was a coincidence; what was even more coincidental was that she was also wearing a T-shirt and jeans today, though hers was a white T-shirt.