Volume 1, Chapter 65: This Man is Righteous to the Point of Perversity

Although both are bones, differences still exist between them.

Zhang Qun could indeed freely control bones, but the bones he could control were strictly limited to those belonging inside his own body.

The Skeleton Bone Sniper could also control bones, but it only absorbed masterless bones; bones held tightly in Zhang Qun's hands, for instance, would not work. Only bone fragments scattered on the ground or the remains of the dead could be absorbed by the Skeleton Bone Sniper.

This meant that if Zhang Qun wanted to fight Qi Fengling, he had to hold onto his own bones firmly or keep a constant, watchful eye on them. Otherwise, with the slightest carelessness, they would be swallowed up by the Skeleton Bone Sniper.

"Ah! Ah! How is that possible? I am already so strong..."

Just as Bu Nannan's mind was wandering wildly, a sharp tingling sensation made her instantly pull back her thoughts that had drifted off to some distant alien planet.

In her impression, apart from a few super-scale events in Jiangnan City or even South China Province, she had basically never seen both presidents make a public appearance at the same time.

Actually, Deng Qingwa was a really nice girl. Aside from being a bit overbearing, she had no major flaws and was exceptionally good to her friends.

"Master, are you unable to enter the Heavens Beyond to seek help from your grandfather and grandmother?" Chu Wuxing asked. Since the Swimming Dragon and Playing Phoenix were still alive, they should carry considerable prestige in the Heavens Beyond by now.

"Master, what is this...?" Song Zhu was momentarily stunned. The thirteenth prince was in Shengjing, a piece of news that had been strictly kept under wraps. Aside from a few reliable individuals in the military and those generals who had surrendered, absolutely outsiders knew about it. Now that the thirteenth prince spoke thus, could it be that he intended to officially reveal his identity to the outside world?

A flurry of clashing swords and blades rang out. With flashes of sword shadows and human figures, the guards who had just been holding knives tumbled to the ground one after another.

Just like that, Gao Jin persuaded everyone and disguised himself as a personal guard, hiding secretly among the troops. Now, seeing Zunyi Prefecture right before his eyes, Zhang Miao could not help asking Gao Jin what they should do next.

Every time Fantasy finished reciting his lines, Old Wang would cooperate by striking the pot lid to produce a ringing, resonant sound. The sound had to be loud enough, and the movements had to be grandiose enough. It would be even better if he could project a desirable persona to the old hag while actively attracting the two orcs, or perhaps even hook a sweet and naive fool into the mix.

Wuyishan was a famous mountain with great rivers, and this white snake was the master of Wuyishan, so it must not be harmed under any circumstances; yet, Maoqiu could not be allowed to come to any harm either.

This stingy fellow spent only five yuan on a meal and was a genuine miser, unwilling to part with a single cent not only toward others but even toward himself.

The fact that he could lead so many people to willingly follow him out of the city to face certain death was a testament to his capability and prestige.

The auction house was dead silent. Everyone knew that the True Dragon Blessed Land was worth at least several billion, making this starting price little more than a formality.

The so-called "phantom people" were those without household registrations who left no trace of living in this world, or in other words, people who had already died at least once.

Filled with doubts, she followed Mo Tingye to the box that moved up and down, which Yuan Qi explained was called an elevator.

Dumbfounded, they stared at the sacrificial altar, watching the Red Dragon Envoy—who had seemed omnipotent in everyone's eyes—split right down the center from his brow, bursting apart into two halves before the crowd.

Su Mingya had been on the verge of death many times, yet he had never prayed to gods and Buddhas, nor had he ever believed in the Nine Zen. He held an equal hatred for every fraud and spectator who proclaimed hope or despair to him.

Thinking of how Tang莉莉 had just spoken nonsensically in front of him with such a taken-for-granted attitude, Su Chen felt a surge of disgust.

The eldest sister, Barbara, smiled faintly as she touched herself, the eyes within her scar-ridden face revealing a murderous intent.

Gu Jinyu frowned, waiting for the bloody tears to stop flowing. Bleeding from his eyes had been happening occasionally of late, but the frantic throbbing of the Gu worm in his heart made him feel profoundly uncomfortable.

Long before the start of the seventh battle, quite a few fans had speculated whether Stephen Jackson would win the Finals MVP as a substitute if the Knicks took the championship. Now that the award had been announced, it instantly sparked heated discussions everywhere.

Upon hearing Liu Xu's inquiry, Li Sang reported back. Liu Xu nodded slightly; he trusted Su Chenfei's administrative competence, so there was no need for him to overly meddle.

As for the amount of Liu Liuqing's contract penalty for breach, he had already gone to ask her about it earlier today, and the penalty stated in the contract was only ten million.

Zhou You, accompanied by Cang Kong, Li Lei, and Zhu Dalang, placed the ten coin collection boxes with Wuyi Square as the center, setting them up respectively in various high-traffic areas.

As for leaping ability, Li Wei naturally could not compare to Iverson. Even though Iverson stood at only 1.83 meters, running at full speed and throwing down a violent two-handed slam dunk was an effortless feat for him.

Alonzo Mourning was already suspended, and the Heat's interior defense for this game relied entirely on P.J. Brown to hold the fort. Not even two minutes in, you've already whistled him for two fouls—how is the game supposed to go on from here?

He had just sensed an extremely terrifying demonic aura, yet even Ji Liao hadn't noticed it, meaning he might truly have been experiencing a hallucination.

However, when Liu Xu raised his head just then, he found that everyone in the office was staring straight at him, giving him a massive headache.

The warhorse beneath him bled profusely, letting out painful, distressed neighs. Distressed to see his companion suffer, Guan Sheng felt deeply saddened and did his utmost to soothe the steed, eventually calming it down slightly.

The story was quite interesting, though, living up to the description of being novel. However, Liu Shuo was not particularly optimistic about this animation. The domestic market had yet to be developed, and anyone attempting to make animated films at this stage was bound to suffer losses.

Mrs. Liu went to fetch five hundred coins and said, "Elder Sister-in-law, take this money as your errand fee. I have a matter that you simply must help me inquire about, otherwise, I truly feel stifled." With that, she recounted the affair between Xiuyin and the Bai family.

"There is still a matter weighing heavily on my mind, one I cannot let go of," Xue Dehai said, looking at Xue Zining before him.

The moment Chu Xunxuan laid eyes on Chu Xunfeng, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, though it vanished in the very next instant—yet it was still caught by Chu Xunfeng.

The number was entirely unfamiliar; perhaps the company from his interview a few days ago had finally given a reply. Yu Juan immediately found a public phone and dialed back.

The day Bei Mingyu had been waiting for had finally arrived. Having long since whetted his blades, he naturally seized the opportunity and launched the first attack.

Xiao Yao shook his head slightly, examined the three grayish-white pieces of raw jadeite before him once more, and finally selected one, placing it back under the stone-cutting machine. Judging by his actions, he intended to continue cutting.

Only, Su Guo mentioned that her master, Meng Yu, actually thought of using her own spatial dimension to store spiritual essence—had she never considered that she might pocket it for herself? It seemed this still required careful consideration.

Aside from him, there was not a single other soul inside this cave; the fact that he alone could create a river of blood was truly an unbelievable feat.

"Fine, fine, the National Master need not fuss over such details either. I am not blaming you, so say no more. Today's enthronement ceremony shall be canceled, and we will choose another auspicious day instead," Bailu interrupted the National Master impatiently, stood up with vexation, and strode toward the inner palace.

He naturally did not believe that Su Wuxun could utter anything profound. Although Su Wuxun held the title of the eldest young master of the Su family, he had never even undergone proper training, so how could he speak of any true insights?

Bai Luo had lived for approximately a thousand years, but the suffering he had endured during that time was beyond ordinary imagination. Therefore, in the perception of the Ancient One, Bai Luo's mental strength had already reached the level of several millennia.

"Then what a pity. I have no time to wait for him now. So be it, I shall take this black cauldron with me for now. If he comes looking to reclaim it later, he will naturally come find me, and won't we meet then?" Wu Di said.