Chapter 58: Bureau 66 Investigation (6)

"Where did you hear that?" Su Xiao wondered, puzzled as she had no idea Ming Mei liked paper cranes.
"It was written in Ming Mei's Q-zone status," Nanchu replied.
"Fold them into paper cranes so Gong Guan will know they haven't been opened and looked through."
"Otherwise, if we just hand them over like this, Gong Guan might suspect someone peeked."
Li Wenya nodded, "That makes sense."
Su Xiao asked, "Who's going to take them up?"
"I'll take them up," Xia Mingyu offered.
"Flamboyant Fatty, it's so late, why aren't you sleeping? What brings you rushing over to my place in such a panic?" Ye Xiu asked with a smile, looking at Yang Cheng.
It was merely a bit pleasing to the eye, while the remaining power was not particularly great. Although its body contained that kind of venom, the venom was not a form of raw power, nor was it something capable of melting fishing line; that was simply beyond its ability.
"Yes. Once they sense the fluctuation, the three of them will bring the rest and hurry over. Right now, they are with Senior Brother in the backyard!" Though Ku Ye did not understand why Yun Hao wanted to cancel the barrier, nor the reason behind his question, he answered truthfully.
"What on earth are these Tier 2 giant zombies trying to do? Do they actually intend to conquer Dutian City with mere lower-tier Tier 1 zombies?" Li Yuanmu had already spotted the distant zombie troops through his military binoculars.
Disregarding the heartache over the damage to his Five Poisons Cold Light Screen, Daoist Hutian saw a divine light flash at the back of his head as a nine-story glazed pagoda radiating clear light flew out, greeting the Universe Cauldron.
Xuantianji, on the other hand, was entirely focused on manipulating his magic treasure to entangle with the Tai Chi Diagram. Yet the Tai Chi Diagram was simply too formidable; within just a few breaths, the mountain-shaped magic treasure had already fallen into a disadvantage, several times nearly being sucked in by the Tai Chi Diagram.
A strong sense of curiosity had already stirred the heart of the Holy Young Master, prompting him to investigate thoroughly and go check out the excitement.
Qianhuo City was a metropolis with a population of one million. Everyone lived within planned urban districts; there was no concept of rural areas, only a distinction between the center and the periphery.
Before the brash and pretentious young man could finish his sentence, the corner of his eye inadvertently swept across the person sitting with their back to them. With just that single glance, his eyeballs were firmly glued to that figure—or more precisely, to her voluptuous curves that surged tempestuously from any angle.
The snatchers knew that this was merely a gut feeling, and such a feeling was certainly not going to be wrong. It was a settled matter, and this intuition compelled these snatchers to take certain factors into consideration.
These few simple sentences were filled with a murderous aura. Everyone in the hall snapped out of their daze; Jin Wancheng not only intended to repay in kind by burning the Liao army's provisions, but also planned to execute the Liao generals.
Seeing this, the leader of the men in black shouted loudly, "That dog of an emperor has brought the Heavenly Guard, let's go!" With that, he prepared to take the lead and flee.
"Since you refuse the path of survival given to you, don't blame me for lacking sentiment!" Before Tie Zheng's thought could even finish, Han Dou had already lost his patience and swung his sword down.
He could feel how pure the wind radiance swirling around the lean cultivator was. Having similarly forged the foundational origin of the wind rule, his was far superior to his own! With such a profound comprehension of the wind rule, he was even able to burst forth with such terrifying speed.
Amidst a violent shock, the Soul-Consuming Envoy was blasted backward out of the ripple zone. However, to Tie Zheng's surprise, the envoy had already advanced to a position nearly six hundred feet deep, on the verge of reaching Song Qian's previous location.
She furrowed her brow, wanting to struggle, and the words to scold him rose to her throat. But before she could make a move, she heard Yan Shao's low and suppressed voice by her ear: "Xia Xia." That "Xia Xia" carried an imperceptible sob—so light, yet so heavy. Just those two words struck heavily against Lu Xia's heart.
"Lu Xia, what's wrong with you?" Gu Xinan walked over to her side, glanced at Zuo Junlin following the direction of her gaze, and then withdrew his eyes to focus intently on inspecting Lu Xia's injuries.