Chapter 63: The Guests Are Surrounded by Overzealous Fans

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"Please elaborate on that." Han Qian was clearly very interested, and with a playful smile, she added, "I'm also asking on behalf of the viewers in the livestream."

[You go, sister! We really want to know.]
[I am extremely interested in Big Brother's childhood stories. Thank you, beauty Han Qian.]

Yu Danxue and the other three children crowded around, gazing at Yu Zhisheng with curious eyes.

Yu Zhisheng's mouth twitched slightly.

He first poured a cup of water or juice for everyone before he began to speak.

The fellow who loved being carried flew off obediently, though the result deviated somewhat from Wang Ping's calculations. He crashed through two rotting wooden pillars standing five meters away, yet climbed right back up as if completely unharmed. Shaking out his shoulders and arms leisurely, he walked back step by step.

Xue Meng stood beside them expressionlessly, the curved blade in her hand utterly unable to channel a single wisp of spiritual energy.

According to Tetra, the special envoy sent by Lord Palladi was still stationed within the castle, waiting for his return.

"Splendid! Tian'er's words have truly made me see the light. As long as our manor cooperates with the Dark Syndicate, we can utilize their strength to eradicate the Murong family. This strategy shows remarkable foresight on Tian'er's part!" Ling Wei clapped his hands and laughed heartily, a trace of gratification flashing in his eyes.

Hearing Lin Yuxuan's wifely urging, Wu Kai smiled and replied, "I know! We'll be right outside the tent. If you need anything, just call out, and I'll be back immediately." With that, he and Director Liu walked out of the tent.

Aside from the sense of displacement in identity, viewing one's own methods from the perspective of a bystander was a truly wondrous experience.

The quasit had slipped into a semi-conscious state, but Duo Luo, witnessing this, mistakenly believed that the creature was engaged in deep, intense deliberation due to the violent fluctuations in its emotional aura.

Wu Kai had never experienced such treatment. Sensations of soft warmth radiated simultaneously from both arms, sending electric shocks through his nervous system. He wanted to break free from the two younger sisters' entanglements, but lacking the heart to voice his objection, he found himself tacitly accepting this fragrant and intimate treatment.

Lin Yuxuan was currently twisting her body against Wu Kai, letting out tender, sweet moans like a singing warbler. At that moment, wave after wave of fiery heat drove her completely lost in the peak of ecstasy. Her delicate body trembled violently, and a soft cry arose from the depths of her heart, melting into a low, lingering moan.

He actually still wanted to drag him straight to the gates of hell. It seemed that unless he killed him, he would never let the matter rest.

After letting Lin Yifei leave, Ye Tianchen immediately turned around and hurried back to the banquet. Just as before, he began raising his glass to cope with the various wandering ghosts and spirits lingering around.

Glancing around at the source of this foreign projectile flying from the sky, Chen Haoyi caught sight of Zhang Xiaoxiao scrambling forward in a bumpy run and instantly grasped the truth of the matter. Without another word, he gave chase, vowing in his heart to bring this chief culprit to justice.

In the game, relying on attribute suppression and level suppression, if Skar hadn't reached maximum level, he probably wouldn't have become the leader of [Single to the Grave].

Just as the three elders of the Wang family were filled with doubt, the dust slowly dispersed, revealing Song Zhiqui's tall, straight figure, his expression utterly serene.

"I'll ask one last time: are you going to let them go or not?" Qin Tian didn't even glance at the people on the ground, his calm gaze fixed entirely on Zhao Xinglong as he spoke indifferently.

The robust, burly man had the voice of a young girl. Bai Xiyixiao felt somewhat surprised, though she quickly decided it was no big deal. Remembering that she was also playing a male character, it all suddenly made sense.

Witnessing this, the members of the Ning family were deeply moved, never expecting that the clan would continually look out for its younger generations.

Those two walking at the very front could not possibly be mortals. There was only one possibility: they were experts of the Pagoda Realm.

His mindset had never changed. To a mercenary, past experiences were merely jobs; to a true soldier, they were missions. And he was the elite among soldiers—the King of Soldiers, the finest infantryman under the heavens, without exception.