Chapter 63 I Like You

Zhou Han was discharged from the hospital, his health completely fine.

The discharge procedures were handled by Song Yanzi.

To express her gratitude, Song Yanzi specially invited him to dinner.

Zhou's Restaurant.

Song Yanzi had booked a private room in advance.

She and Nan Xi arrived early.

Song Yanzi had not kept anything about herself and Zhou Han a secret from Nan Xi.

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Then the gap in her heart healed automatically, returning to her body, and her chest also began to mend on its own.

Yet she did not leave; instead, she displayed a verbal resistance, which was merely a form of self-protection. She must have taken in what Qi Hao said and was mulling it over in her mind. It was just that the matter was of such magnitude, potentially affecting her entire future, that she felt somewhat uncertain.

Liu Fang stopped shaking the small yellow bronze bell in his hand and burst into loud laughter. He never expected that the eccentric talisman-crafter would ultimately die by his own talismans, blown to pieces without a trace left behind. The sound of flapping wings, which had been drawing close, also vanished the moment Liu Fang stopped shaking the bell.

With that, he opened his left palm to reveal a shattered jade-like ancient coin. "I cast a divination when I came here, and the divination coin shattered." Hearing this, the other two gasped aloud.

Once again, it was a monster pieced together from various different creatures, and this time, it could even fly. Seeing it charging aggressively toward this side, its target was likely Zehet and the others.

At this moment, the Sand Demon floated into the air, a massive sandy-yellow energy sphere hovering above its head, charged with a magnetic force, preparing to annihilate Xuan Yun and the others in a single blow.

Cheng Xin's expression turned somewhat ugly. Wang Zheng was a clever man; waving his hand, he said, "It doesn't matter, let's continue." Qin Ming nodded and went on listening.

Among the principal commanders of the seven major military regions, six were elected as members of the Central Committee at the 18th National Congress. Only Peng Deming, then commander of the Jiangbei Military Region, had reached the age of 65, surpassing the nomination threshold of 63, and was thus not elected.

Meanwhile, out in the vast starry sky beyond the Nine Peaks World, above a magnificent palace, a pillar of fire towering between heaven and earth shot straight upward, burning in silent stillness. The cultivators guarding this place were all filled with astonishment, murmuring to one another in whispers.

Qi Hao was utterly speechless, frantically trying to muffle the man's mouth while still riding the man's wife.

"Oh, Third Prince! There, is that fine? I have urgent news to tell you right now!" Daisy stamped her foot and urged anxiously.

Having lost three consecutive matches was, for players at the tier of Jiang Huo and Xiao Xiao, practically an absolute humiliation.

"Oh, oh, it's nothing," Ruyue hurriedly whispered in response. Just as her figure was about to vanish around the corner outside the grand doorway, that all-too-familiar voice rang in her ears once more.

"Did you notice me the moment I stepped through the door?" The middle-aged man parted his lips, a hoarse and grating voice scraping from his throat.

As for Bai Wei and the Dog God, they were entirely unconcerned; whatever Shen Lang arranged, they simply executed. All the thinking was left entirely to Shen Lang, as such matters weren't really their forte.

The other members of the War Soul team felt a slight surge of surprise. Having already readied themselves for an attack, they had not expected there to be a demand for parley first.

When it came to Wu Di's turn, the entire venue erupted into a round of enthusiastic applause. The advantage of an open-air party was not having to worry about echoes, offering absolute zero-distance contact with nature, where the distant calls of cattle and sheep could still be faintly heard.

He roughly estimated that this place was merely a thousand miles away from the Serpent Bone, and traveling by flying sword would allow him to reach it in just a single day. However, his route required careful calculation; detouring around any potentially hazardous locations was completely justifiable, even if it meant delaying by a mere hour or two.

Qiong Yi's heart trembled. Suddenly, she felt as though her most vulnerable spot had been pierced. Having her inner thoughts laid bare instantly flushed her face with a crimson hue, bashfulness surging like a rolling torrent across her cheeks. Slowly lowering her head, she stared at the table leg beneath her chin, completely at a loss for what to do.