Approaching Detective Conan 22

At this moment, Xia Bingqing suddenly remembered the question she hadn't had time to ask just now. She cast a suspicious glance between Xia Bing蕊 and Fu Houlin, only to discover an inexplicable rapport between the two of them. By now, she was almost certain that the relationship between her sister Xia Bingrui and Fu Houlin was far from ordinary.

Watching the two interact, Qin Mulan couldn't help smiling. It seemed that Xia Bingrui and Fu Houlin were getting along quite well. Fu Houlin took good care of Xia Bingrui, and in front of him, Xia Bingrui lost the aloofness she usually displayed to others, revealing a gentle and tender demeanor instead, which clearly showed that Fu Houlin was someone special to her.

As long as he maintained a good relationship with Oswald during this period, he would be able to live securely and comfortably behind the Penguin in the future.

Without a method to extend its lifespan, a Dharma body would only last around two hundred to nearly three hundred years... For a true immortal with only a Dharma body to live less than three hundred years was truly tragic.

Even though the True Phoenix Fire effectively mitigated the power of the lightning, Chu Yang was still forced back repeatedly, his face pale.

"Good, good, as long as you all returned safely." During this time, Elder Qin and Mrs. Qin had indeed been worried. If news hadn't reached them frequently, they probably wouldn't have been able to sleep well. Now, seeing them all return safely, they were naturally overjoyed.

Presumably, even if this person's reputation didn't entirely collapse, he would henceforth be branded with some sort of notorious江湖 moniker like [Tank Driver].

However, he couldn't be bothered to hold the title of producer himself—it used to be held by his father, but now, Lu Feng bestowed this title directly upon Nazha, instantly elevating her standing in the circle.

As a side note, the name "Senate" was actually coined by Oswald, inspired by the ancient Roman Senate in history. Oswald had also sworn to Qin Wei that the gang would eventually unify Gotham, and that everyone living in this building in the future would become true Roman senators.

The remaining survivors also wore expressions of sorrow and shock, their eye rims reddened, with some even sobbing softly.

That was only natural. Liuli smiled, wondering why Her Highness was increasingly acting like a child, asking such a strange question.

XYJ had been completely wiped out, and moreover, annihilated at the hands of He Zhizhou. Every major team saw the notification pop up in the top right corner.

One of the dark-faced brutes heard Deng Ai address him as "Boss" and immediately gave a roaring reply.

With three thousand Great Daos, all roads lead to the same destination. Where he started was not something he could control, but as for the destination, he was confident he would be no worse than anyone else.

He made a quick calculation: for the world to expand once more, his cells needed to undergo at least a ten-millionth degree of transformation.

Just then, a battle suddenly broke out inside the game, causing them to pause and switch to commentary on the in-game action.

Old Fugui was also beginning to let go of himself lately, his heart growing broader and his outlook more open. The master's current state was actually quite nice; at the very least, he lived a relaxed and carefree life, able to do what he truly loved.

Both Li Yuan and Song Yijie knew Gong Molian's talent in gaming was akin to Song Yijie's aptitude in academics, so they answered very straightforwardly, looking entirely like devoted followers ready to take his lead.

"Sister He, could you tell me in detail about this Sister Hua?" Liu Mo finally steered the conversation to the main topic.

"Where did he go?!" Su Li pressed impatiently, only to suddenly realize the next moment that he had overstepped his bounds in front of Prince Zheng.

The next instant, the mecha spirit armor slammed heavily against the grey light wall in front of the grey-robed venerable. Before it could make any other move, it was pierced through by rows of grey spikes erupting from the light wall.

The potion vial shattered, and a silver-white hexagram flashed, forming a one-meter-thick layer of hard ice on the ground that radiated bone-chilling cold all around.

The Three Alchemy Sages each had their own areas of expertise: Rodriguez excelled in biological research and magic energy development; Nicholas was skilled in mechanical manufacturing and alchemical process control; and Vester specialized in pharmacology and materials science. In their youth, they had been close friends, often gathering to conduct research together.

Later on, Feng Wuhai summoned Lin Yun several times. Lin Yun stubbornly refused to go, but in the end, he went anyway because he was the newcomer here and the easiest to deal with; if Lin Yun didn't go, someone else would have to, which was naturally out of the question.

Reflecting on how he had dared to fight back earlier when an Exorcist attacked him—something ordinary people could never accomplish—he began to feel a growing sense of self-confidence.

After devouring a few more demonic creatures, that sorrowful monstrosity experienced a surge in power, making it even more formidable than before.

After fleeing to the Babylonian territory, Urbino ordered his subordinates to take all the data here. Right now, his men were sparing no effort to transfer the data through the teleportation array.

"One of us? Clearly a demon!" Liansheng temporarily held back his attack, waiting to see how Prime Minister Chao would explain.

Seeing that the car had arrived, Bai Ling handed a primary-tier coin to the bearded middle-aged man, and she and Jian Ya climbed into a van one after the other.

"Didn't we agree to meet at lunch? You're so early!" Felicity suddenly appeared behind Avi and patted him on the shoulder.

Exhaling a ring of smoke, Ma Jun took a sip of water, paused, and looked at the Avengers who had fallen into deep contemplation.

After traveling for about a week, during which Ke Huan had consumed all the food he carried on his body, even running out of clean water.

Hua Jiu mounted the corpse puppet and circled around Moyu, his glib tongue employing sweet words to persuade Moyu to leave this dangerous area and watch from afar. Several other disciples from the Corpse Refining Sect chimed in with exaggerated warnings, their hearts pounding with terror like beating drums.