Chapter 60 What If She Simply Likes It?

When they left Nancheng after the summit, Tang Yu openly walked out of the hotel hand-in-hand with Lou Xizhou, fingers interlaced, heading toward the airport.

This scene was naturally witnessed by Yu Shuang, who was consumed by wild jealousy and secretly snapped a photo to send to an entertainment gossip media outlet.

Unexpectedly, the photo quickly soared into the top ten trending searches.

Upon discovering it, Secretary Xing notified his boss at the earliest opportunity.

In the car bound for the airport, after looking at it, Lou Xizhou handed his phone to Tang Yu, who was currently busy writing a news draft on her laptop.

Steady and you win: The ADC position was never an easy one to master to begin with. You are still somewhat inexperienced at this game, lack practical battle experience, and your understanding of the champions is insufficient. Being able to play to this extent is already quite good.

Tactics? Did Team AX employ some tactic against Team V that other teams had failed to discover and that exerted extreme suppression?

Song Qing walked out holding two loaves of bread and two bottles of mineral water. Seeing Guo Rong acting all mysterious, she asked in confusion, "What is going on here?" She handed the bread and water to the two of them; the other food had already been consumed, leaving only some bread and biscuits.

The energy tide appeared unassuming in terms of destructive power, but in reality, it was fiercely turbulent. In the blink of an eye, both of them were forced back three steps.

Empress Changsun, however, did not take it to heart. She merely lowered her gaze to look at the palace lanterns outside, as if savoring a distinct and profound sentiment in her heart.

It turned out that this was because it had encountered Uzzilak; it had done so in order to escape from the most powerful "cat" in this world.

Freya left, maintaining her smiling expression until the very end. With elegant strides, set against the backdrop of golden rice paddies illuminated by the setting sun, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

A deeply suffocating emotion was firmly lodged in his throat, choking Chen Bo up and making it impossible for him to achieve full release, ultimately transforming into a long, resonant roar.

Hugo's meaning was that you shouldn't obsess over fighting for a specific position; your goal is to score a goal, and the core objective is to contend for the ball rather than the space. Even if you secure a position, opponents can still interfere with you. However, if you arrive as the latecomer—provided it's not too late—by leveraging your advantages in speed and power to forcefully overpower the opponent, you will remain undisturbed and gain better accuracy.

When Ye Du walked over and took a look, he froze in surprise. What was going on? It actually worked! This Jinyang store was no longer the other party's property, but belonged to Ye Du. Moreover, even though he and his people hadn't gone there, it had still been successfully established.

His faith instantly wavered. How could things have turned out this way? What was supposed to be an inquiry had now directly transformed into a conviction—did they not even require evidence?

About three minutes later, the surrounding crowd had mostly dispersed, leaving only a scattered few standing in place, still gazing with curious expressions at Su Zimo and his companions.

However, when Ying Si retraced his steps back to the spot where the fierce beasts had ambushed him, those beasts had long since departed, and all traces of the battle had vanished without a trace. In a place like Sicilia where ice and snow fell year-round, days had passed, and the newly fallen snow had long since buried the original marks.

Duan Qiu attempted to use the energy sniper rifle to attack the water tornado, but it had no effect whatsoever. To disrupt the water tornado, he would need to devise another method.

Just as the other party had said, although Chen Jing had walked to the edge of a sheer cliff, only he himself knew how much effort he had expended. If the other party truly intended to detain him today, it would be exceptionally difficult for him to leave.

Although the various spirits lacked advanced magical powers, they had lived for quite a few years and were well-versed in the legends of heaven and earth. The legends of the Netherworld Hell came in countless varying versions, appearing even more fragmented than any other myth, completely impossible to piece together, yet imbuing them with an even greater sense of mystery.

Long Tianwei discarded all the painting tools in his hands, then stepped aside to display the newly completed work before everyone. However, what greeted him was not gasps of astonishment, but a uniform silence. Most of the people present even exchanged blank stares, their faces filled with utter incomprehension.