Chapter 912: An Unworthy Victory

No one understood better than he the preciousness of the Thunder Magnet inheritance.

He naturally also knew what it truly meant to comprehend a formation, to derive divine sense, to create life—even if it was only a "prototype," even if it was only an empty shell.

The black-robed formation master was burning all over with a fire-like desire.

"I have to get my hands on it, I must get my hands on it…"

This thought instantly occupied his entire mind.

He pressed down his surging heart, and with trembling hands, fiddled with

When a couple is together, what they need most is the blessing of the relatives behind them. If Ruo Xingchen disliked Chen Xiaoran being with her, that would be the most painful thing for her.

Now the people of the Remnant Butterfly Gang had already hidden themselves within this wedding. As soon as the Ascending faction made a move, the people of the Remnant Butterfly Gang would act. The task of monitoring the Ascending faction's movements fell upon the Remnant Butterfly Gang.

Being held in her boyfriend's arms was nothing much, but in this kind of place, facing the gazes of so many people, Lin Shujuan still blushed. Her heart was in a mess, her lips grew slightly warm, touched by something.

Since Ye Rong wanted to come experience a couple's private cinema, then I might as well generously accompany her in experiencing it. After all, when all is said and done, a couple's private cinema is just moving to a relatively more enclosed place to watch a movie. It's all watching a movie anyway—does it matter where you watch it?

All the ministers looked toward the person in charge on the dragon throne, and the Emperor had Zhong Nan recount the matter publicly.

He tugged at her hand twice before letting go. I walked out, not daring to turn around, waiting for him to leave first.

Regarding the deputy commander Zhong Nan who had dropped in from the sky, whether it was Liu Hu or generals like Jing Tianchu, at first they were all quite unconvinced. Later, upon learning of Zhong Nan's experiences in the Korean War, their views changed somewhat. Added to the old general's mediating between them, they barely acknowledged his identity.

Finding nowhere to go for the moment, Zhong Nan decided to head to the outskirts to look at the "New Army Camp" garrison. The current "New Army Camp" had both policy support and financial assistance, and with some of Zhong Nan's targeted improvements, it had already undergone obvious changes. Compared with the outstanding "Divine Engine Camp" among the other "Three Great Camps," it was by no means inferior.

During this period, Luo Yusheng overturned who knows how much of her gaming common sense; one impossible thing after another became possible in his hands.

Looking at his appearance—medium build, medium height, quite ordinary-looking. All over his body, probably only that head of yellow hair was eye-catching. At this moment, the guy had an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth, squinting his eyes and striking an insufferably cocky pose as he looked at us, as if looking at two weak chickens.

"I'm telling the truth. Threatening me is useless. If you don't believe me, I'll find more witnesses." Saying this, the student called over a few more people, and they all insisted that it was this young police officer who had hit someone.

The Ba Serpent was a great demon of the primeval ancient times in the Savage Wilderness, no weaker than a Great Luo Golden Immortal. Its physical shell was imperishable through the ages, and its blood naturally contained incomparably formidable power—a heaven-sent treasure of the world.

This dream allowed Ning Qingqing to see her own heart completely. She couldn't help wondering: if this time Nan Gongyan truly couldn't pull through, what decision would she make? Would she stay on in this city, or travel far away?

"Patriarch Jiang, your Jiang family indeed does not owe me any debt, but you nearly cost me my life. Shouldn't you offer some compensation as a token of comfort?" Liu Lang said with a smile.

"Miss…" Su Jin was not anxious, but he truly could not wait any longer. If they arrived late and the shop fell into the hands of this Wang family, prying it back out of their hands would not be so easy.

Du Yanqing looked at Liu Lang, who spoke unhurriedly and arranged everything with thorough consideration, and her heart filled with warmth.

Because Sun Li did not know whether this situation was good or bad, and he knew even less what he would face next.

Afterwards, Zhao Xun received the sect token. This thing had fairly significant uses—it could prove identity, open doors, and check merit points.