Chapter 117: Titan of the Valhalla!

The white-bearded old man took in every change in Leng Zixuan's expression; at the same time, he seemed to have a clear understanding of what was on his mind at this very moment.

Suddenly, the sound of wheels turning accompanied by the creaking of friction against bearings rose from a street, and after a moment, an ox cart was seen slowly driving along the gravel-paved street.

Dad opened the floodgates of his speech at this time, saying: "Our country's current head of state is actually a tsundere girl about the same age as you, Totori! When I first saw her in photos, I thought she was a mature woman! This is just too disappointing, damn it!" Dad said indignantly.

This must be a joke, right! It's simply impossible, isn't it? Does cosplaying as a senior sister mean losing one's head?

"Sha... Charlotte? Yezi? Ailun? How are you all...?" Surprise followed surprise, and Qian Ai called out. She looked left and right, looking at Totori, then at Charlotte and the others, her face full of confusion.

Liu Qingxi flew out her long sword in anger, but Ji Yong narrowly dodged it. It only shot into his thigh.

She hurriedly prostrated herself on the ground, kowtowed once, and then, looking dejected, crawling and rolling, retreated in a sorry state toward the gate of the Plum Garden.

"..." Totori squinted, not intending to swat away Qian Ai's claws. She wanted to see just how long Qian Ai would remain crazy over her Victorique cosplay.

Chang Ning felt that these people arguing here would never reach a result, and she did not want to stay here any longer.

"That is self-proclaimed, but recently, the people from Aidide have been constantly causing us trouble, and we no longer have enough manpower to go and eliminate them," Jiyong Yingnan said with some worry.

With the first bird to stick its head out, the crowd no longer held back, and almost simultaneously, they struck out, charging violently toward the middle of the lake.

"Senior Sister Xixi, breakfast is ready." A soft, tender call, carrying a hint of sweetness, reached the heart.

The high-level manager lifted his eyelids and swept a glance at the Great Yang Emperor, who was fuming with rage. He was merely managing the mercenary guild for someone else; being able to gain one achievement was already quite good, so naturally, no one would complain about the lack of elemental ore, but that was just how it was.

However, there were also those who did not follow the rules. Anyway, it was just that they couldn't accept tasks in the guild for a month. During this month, he could directly seek out the employer to accept tasks.

Once the Primordial Spirit entered the Mud Pill Palace, Tian Xuan immediately felt a strange connection arise between the two.

The golden token trembling in his hand was like a child whose throat had been gripped, not daring to move a single bit.

With a loud bang, the Taotie giant beast disappeared, and a scimitar turned into scrap metal lying on the ground.

However, just as he walked to the Blue Buff, he suddenly stepped on a trap under his feet, and his head was instantly marked.

Li Chunqiu's expression remained unpleasant. His gaze swept over Xie Ci and he nodded slightly, considering it approved. Then he looked at Li Qiutong, who was crying miserably at his feet, his eyes devoid of the slightest pity, even carrying a faint sense of annoyance.

The main force marched thirty miles east, arriving at the place where the 117th Brigade had built a pontoon bridge west of Zhangbaiwan Village. The platoon left behind by the 117th Brigade handled the handover with the vanguard troops that had arrived, then ran forward to catch up with their own unit.

Although most Digimon do not inherit their previous memories after rebirth, it still counts as living another life.

Li Rock seemed to be submerged in a rain-like attack, jumping in pain. He had no time to dodge and could only continuously wave his arms in an attempt to block.

"You are also outrageous enough. Although a monkey hitting a typewriter can always type out the Bible, isn't it a bit excessive for you to expect him to type out the Bible with one key?" Zhou Xingxing continued to say.

The male's hand was raised high and about to fall heavily. For some reason, his body suddenly felt a tingling sensation, and then his eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground.

She mainly suffered from physical exhaustion; in the time it took to speak, she had already recovered seven or eight tenths.

Only a middle-aged man with a gaunt face remained on the spot. He seemed to be a nearby villager, and there were traces of being beaten on his body. It seemed he had been knocked unconscious and then parasitized by the Valken.

Under the intense pain, Yang Yong gritted his teeth and sent the person in the mirror away; he was still very afraid of death.

These people had long been pent up; hearing Shang Jianyao's incitement, they lunged toward Zhou Hao like starving wolves.

Following his voice, two Purple Mansion Realm auras swept over, and then the two blocked in front of Zhou Qingtian.

Wu Xuanming realized that this elixir had an effect. Although it could not necessarily guarantee immortality or longevity, he was certain that this elixir would bring unexpected benefits to his body.

Just as Qin Tian was stunned, a sweet voice suddenly rang in his ears. When he looked up, Qin Tian discovered that a sweet-looking servant was already standing in front of him, bending over and leaning in front of Qin Tian, looking as if she wanted to take off his shoes and change them for slippers.

"Is it here?" The bearded man walked to the entrance of the innermost room first and pointed at the door, asking.

"Why are you so stupid?" The old woman wrung the water out of her clothes, not wanting to look at anyone. She turned her head away and said nothing.

The first thing she did upon coming out was to find Yang Qingqing. After all, in Yunluo City, Yang Qingqing was the only familiar friend Quan Quan had, and they had spent a relatively long time together.

Actually, it couldn't be called dark or not dark. Because this club had a dance floor, so as soon as he entered, Qin Tian felt that every corner of this club was almost filled with that dim light.

In this battle, Yao Yi's ultra-long-range portable individual rocket launcher with a range of 200 kilometers had been improved and was now equipped with a miniature radar, and it could precisely locate attacks. It could be said that it had fully realized comprehensive sea, land, and air attacks.

"Is there a forensic doctor coming here to perform an autopsy tomorrow?" Ye Bingyin turned and asked the detective, and that detective was already somewhat terrified at this moment.

"Forget it, let's not talk so much. I'll take you there now. Let's go." Wu Zhicong said, pulling Qing Yun up, and instantly disappeared without a trace.

Even in this situation, Jifeng made the calmest analysis. He was the person involved, and he knew better than anyone that he had not killed anyone. At the same time, he understood the situation: someone had killed Ke Lian and Hua Lian and framed him for the crime. ===== CHAPTER 118 =====