Master, Senior Brother, you two are simply incredible!
Everyone saw Shen Jingyuan charging toward Si Nansheng and the others with his sword. Si Nansheng crouched on the ground, clutching her head as if frightened. Mo Lie, Qi Xuan, and two others stood protectively in front of Si Nansheng, while Meng Feifei and her group noticed their surroundings and were momentarily stunned.
They really came out just like that?
It hasn’t even been a month, right?
Si Nansheng, still crouched and holding her head, revealed a triumphant smile. She had overheard Ziyun mention that the secret realm was about to close.
With Beiwang’s current strength, he might be able to hold off a low-level Source Lord for a while, but against a two-star Source Lord, it would be nearly impossible to counterattack.
“Doctor Lin, my father said that the Integrity Commission is sincere about reconciliation,” Zhang Ying said with a smile.
Although it was just a simple roasting with a sprinkle of salt, the flavor lingered deliciously on his lips.
“Wuwu…” Rong Yilang let out a whimper and glanced over, indeed noticing dog food, canned goods, and milk on the ground, all emanating a tempting aroma.
Peter was instantly delighted. Since this person had asked such a question, it was clear he was interested. As long as Peter could offer a price that stirred their hearts, there was a good chance he could save his life.
Early the next morning, Su Wu woke and opened his eyes to see a stream of sunlight filtering through the gaps in the wooden planks blocking the cave entrance. He quickly threw off the grass quilt, got up, pushed aside the wood blocking the cave, and peeked outside. The sun was already high in the sky. He stretched his limbs and returned inside.
“A very good idea. Other brother units have thought of this too, but conditions were not yet ripe. Now they are. Comrade Xu Tian, quickly draft an action plan and prepare to implement it,” the commander and political commissar nodded, approving Xu Tian’s plan to take action against the Haicheng Flight School.
No transmission was needed; the motor could be arranged freely. As long as the designer’s imagination was unleashed, no matter how complex the shape, it could be skinned and formed.
Even if he attacked Zhang San and the others, he would pass through their bodies as if intangible. At that time, he was nothing more than a complete specter.
With a faint smile and no words spoken, Jiang Fan reached out directly to grab the “jade” at Lü Qian’s chest.
The third and final auction item was a bizarre beast corpse excavated from the secret realm, with a starting price of 150,000 high-grade spirit stones.
All the clerks present sized her up. Although she was fairly pretty, her bare face caused disdain to flash in their eyes before they averted their gaze.
He appeared to be just over fifty, with a well-proportioned figure and light steps. A mist of primordial energy enveloped him, making his facial features indistinct.
Liu Sanqian rested his hand on the car window, propping up his chin. He looked toward the rearview mirror, hoping to catch a glimpse of the driver’s face. Instead, he only saw a pair of eyes gazing back at him, with a few wrinkles at the corners and a probing expression.
His features were clear and handsome, with slender, elongated eyes slightly upturned at the corners. His nose was sharp and straight, and his lips as if lightly painted.
“The second round of assessments will take place at the Yin-Yang Pool on One Sword Peak. Only those who successfully pass the Yin-Yang Pool may advance to the third round,” Yang Wuqi continued.
After all the arguing, the dishes had long since cooled, and no aroma wafted from the basket.
The dwarves’ main stronghold was far beyond Sun Haochi’s expectations. Their base was not on the surface but buried a thousand meters deep underground.
“Madam Boss, how many silversmiths are there in our county? Do they all have the same craftsmanship?” I asked.
Thus, this could be considered a decent place to live. Gazing at the flat ground before me, I took out an array plate from the spatial ring. The patterns on the plate began to flicker.
Chen Xueying: You only ever say this—you always say I owe you. If I truly owed you, I would have repaid it long ago. These matters are simply beyond my control.