Chapter 45: The Blind Girl

At the hospital, after the blood-eyed entity escaped last time, the remaining ghosts had yet to be escorted away, a promise Fu Qixi had given.

It was over an hour later by the time she reached the hospital.

The moment Xiao Li caught sight of her, he hurriedly stepped out of the car, rubbing his face, which was dry from a freshly awakened sleep.

"Miss Fu, how about I apply for a courtesy car for you?"

Who on earth walked everywhere they went, refusing to rush, hail a cab, or take the bus?

Fu Qixi's gaze instantly turned scrutinizing.

Had other demon cultivators witnessed his speed at that moment, they undoubtedly would have believed his impersonation as a hidden demon by several more degrees. Demon cultivators excelled in movement techniques, yet to push a movement technique to such a realm was something even demon cultivators at the Tribulation stage could not achieve.

With a loud gasp, Yuan Kun unexpectedly regained consciousness, vomiting a mouthful of black blood along with a large mass of undigested food. Among the food were several white worms, looking utterly repulsive. The entire operating room was filled with a stench so foul it could kill a person.

The soldier gave a salute, then immediately assisted Yang Ling, having her board the helicopter first, followed by Peishan, Kindaichi, and finally Dr. Cao.

It was equivalent to the salary of a super relaxed white-collar worker sitting in an office; how could they not go crazy?!

Guo Hongyan glanced at her husband, who was willingly playing the turtle hiding its head and refused to step forward again. Although a trace of irritation stirred in her heart, after twenty years of marriage, how could she not understand Lu Dingfeng's predicament? A son, a husband—which of them was not a piece of her heart?

Neither Dr. Cao nor Kindaichi answered her question, for they realized the three of them were still surrounded by the mummy legion, with greenish long arrows all aimed squarely at them.

At that moment, Qin Song, Qin Liang, and Pan Yang, who had stayed in the guest rooms the previous night, walked into the courtyard. Seeing Zhou Peng withdraw his fists, Qin Liang hurriedly stepped forward to seek his guidance. After Zhou Peng offered the three of them some pointers on martial arts and boxing, Li Ying was seen hurrying in from outside.

Daring not to take him lightly, Li Kui stripped off his outer garment, tightened his waistband, assumed a fighting stance, and after exchanging courtesies, the two prepared to clash.

Others were beating gongs and drums, singing, and performing acrobatics, while tour groups from various countries mingled among them, frequently hearing familiar languages.

Lin Fugui was speechless with grief, gazing up at the vast sky as if pleading for some explanation, but the heavens were pitch black, and he was destined to receive no answer.

Just last night, he died. Though he had not witnessed it with his own eyes, the manner of his death, as described by others... was simply too horrific to behold.

"Perhaps the names differ; we call it outer space, and perhaps you call it heaven," the Singularity said, though in truth, he had no idea what heaven was, just as Blueshift had no idea what outer space was.

Yingchun and the others had long since been terrified to tears. Baochai and the others wanted to comfort him, but seeing his frantic obsession, they all wore looks of hidden dread, and Daiyu's face turned pale as well.

Jiang Chang'an gave a violent start, feeling a chilly sensation around his waist and hips, and instinctively clamped his legs tightly together.

At these words, Tea Lady's expression grew even more unnatural. With a hollow laugh, just as she wanted to say something, she saw Jia Cong stand up and welcome the newcomers.

Fortunately, Tongyao had gone back to the dormitory to pack her things; otherwise, explaining it would likely have taken a very long time.

You must know, even the sisters on our floor managed to snap photos of your "majestic posture" sprinting down the hallway just now.

Although there were suspicions abounding—since it was a cenotaph, why would this youth suddenly appear?

The sound swept across the dark lake like thunder, carrying far into the judges' seating and the audience stands.

He wanted to unearth the palace's treasure map. Today's imperial prince martial arts tournament and family gathering revealed no locations resembling the treasure map, nor was there time to search other areas of the palace. He looked forward to entering the palace again in the future to search for places matching the treasure map.

To be frank, putting aside Chen's mother, whose ideological concepts remained trapped within traditional constraints, even Chen's father was left somewhat speechless by Brother Baalian's remark.