Chapter 233: Before Departure

Looking at Xia Yu, no, it should be Da Jin Ya, who brought Hu Ba Yi and Wang Pangzi into the shop; Su Qing simply turned invisible and also swaggered in.

As soon as they entered the shop, Da Jin Ya handed each of Hu Ba Yi and Wang Pangzi a small silk pouch.

The two took out a metal-made tooth-shaped object from it, which was exactly the Mojin Fu, except it was a fake.

Wang Pangzi looked at the object in his hand with a bewildered expression and asked, "Old Hu, what is this?"

Cheng Ran could guarantee that Wu Zhishan's words were sincere; if he spared no effort to come and support Cheng Feiyang, then he truly was nothing but a treacherous old fox.

Unless it was an outside line super-defensive player with extraordinarily abnormal height, speed, and wingspan, Qin Yang had confidence to take him on one-on-one.

"This is..." Upon a sudden change, the rational persona of An Zhe remained relatively calm, but upon seeing what Bu Po Ai Hua held in her hand, he couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.

Her hand pressed against his chest, black flame coiling around her fingers turned into an icy cold blade, just like her expression at that moment.

From the standpoint of the Tang dynasty, Ang Da Ting was a demon; from the standpoint of Tibet and the military, he was not only blameless but a hero and a model; after his defeat he neither fled nor surrendered, but chose to die with dignity, and this sense of responsibility alone is worthy of respect.

At least the atmosphere would make people feel uncomfortable; fortunately, the Golden State Warriors' home arena atmosphere is not heavy, and in Jinzhou there are many Chinese, so it counts as half a home court for Qin Yang.

The Cavaliers attacked again, James wore a grim face, feeling wronged; the previous ball being blocked was embarrassing. This time, James went for a layup and passed the ball to J. R. Smith.

Feng Tian Tian's eyes showed a hint of envy; living in a secluded mountain hut, facing green mountains and clear waters, idling she would go fishing, when tired she would sleep, when hungry she would forage, each day strolling leisurely through the mountains and forests—truly, even immortals would not trade it.

With plenty of positive energy, united effort, and sufficient wisdom, we can win this battle.

I looked at the time on my phone—it was only 4:35; taking over ten minutes to walk here is perfectly normal, right?

Ni Duo Shi's body was controlled by the Xuanwu Yin Ling, so he didn't care about the life or death of Jiu Ying Nainai; he merely stood aside, smiling, watching the Mo Qilin kill Jiu Ying Nainai.

Now Hu Yi Dao wouldn't dare to impersonate the big bad wolf; he only had one belief—to leave this place quickly, then see if he could find someone to come and regain his standing.

Ni Duo Shi suddenly felt his vision brighten; looking around, he saw layers upon layers of ice pillars everywhere, each frozen corpse's eyes opening, revealing a greedy gaze, as if these corpses were alive, only unable to move.

Lv Zhu Er, Zhou Lan Xiang, Lin Xiu Yu, and Liang Hong Yu were panicked, hoping only that the Piao Miao Xian Zi would descend from the mountain peak; they all occasionally lifted their heads to look up.

"Keep an eye on Wa Jie Yi. No matter what method you use, make me understand how his strength and aura could have weakened to this degree!" Bei Hei Mo Si issued a death order.

He finally could catch his breath, looked at his phone message, and saw that the money had arrived; seeing a full 2.6 million in his account, his heart blossomed with joy.

Zuo Jun gazed at the empty chair, knowing that his master should have been seated there, but now it seemed his master had not returned; today, the sole representative of the Cang Bing Lou in the arena was himself alone.

"This isn't because my son has reached marriageable age, letting him come here to try his luck, to see if the immortal will accept him! Earlier I also had the immortal Xu Xianren from town take a look, and he said my child will definitely be wanted by the immortal gate!" Zhao Yuanwai said this with a satisfied look, gazing at Zhou Pangzi and the three others.

Unable to continue struggling, Da Hei gave up resistance; she could only let us keep rubbing her body—no, rubbing her clothes.

Seeing that something was wrong, the several martial artists behind hurriedly turned to flee, but Li Hu stamped his foot on the ground, shaking the earth with violent tremors, and the several martial artists in front instantly exploded into a mist of blood.