Chapter 107: At the Dripping Water Grotto, the Immortal Venerable Is Really Watching You (10.5k, Monthly Passes, Monthly Passes, Mont

Beastly creatures sound terrifying, but in reality, they are even more terrifying than they sound.

Depending on their race and innate talents, weaker beasts might be unimaginably weak, such as those that know only one spell and have bodies so frail they are worthless for refining Essence-Blood Pills, yet can still bear the seventh-grade spiritual material, the Fritillaria Pearl.

Some beasts are ferocious beyond measure, like the man-faced snake charging toward him right now, whose strength is enough to shatter Yulou's spiritual artifact belt within two hundred strikes.

They chanted words in their mouths, seemingly reciting ancient incantations, welcoming the emergence of something from the blood-red vortex in the sky.

In fact, someone had already prepared these ingredients for her; what the Pure Heart Fairy did was merely reorganize the ingredients and configure their specifications and quantities according to her wishes.

This was because he had followed the Division Commander, General Sakamoto Masamune, for many years, was deeply influenced by his teachings, and had been profoundly shaped by the Confucian and Mencian doctrine of the Golden Mean... one's inner depths must not be too shallow, lest it harm one's career.

If one is repeatedly solo-killed in the lane, even if Wang Kai's strength is extraordinary, there is no way to do anything about it.

But since they had already charged out, they were now in a situation where they could neither advance nor retreat; withdrawing like this would also result in death.

Luoluo did not answer. She could not speak; leaving one's homeland was the greatest sorrow of a princess sent for a marriage alliance. Regardless of whether she had ever loved Li Heng, from this moment on, he would become the relative she cherished in her heart.

If one has not appeared in the lane for nearly twenty seconds, then besides farming in one's own jungle, it is highly likely one is invading the enemy jungle.

"By the way, you haven't seen this secret passage yet. Come, let's go forward and see what is going on; it feels a bit strange." Ao Jin shook his head.

"Ying, do you think Sister will blame me?" Kong Zhixuan looked at Han Lianyi and asked Ying beside him.

However, seeing that the one waiting to die made no move for a long time, the candied hawthorn vendor immediately understood: those who shouted were fine, but those who did not shout had all been swept by the guards' cold, murderous gazes. Instantly, he shouted even more actively, more so than during his usual sales calls.

Wang Hao had already gained some understanding of this point over the past few days, and just now, the middle-aged man presiding over the Dragon and Tiger Banquet had already introduced the rules regarding this matter.

Seeing Li Kui in Mengzhou was like meeting an old friend in a foreign land; seeing him kneel and apologize, knowing he had already understood the full story, filled him with great joy.

Gao Qiu looked at Gao Yanei's corpse with a heart cut by knives, and thought of Wu Song's awe-inspiring strike with his staff just now. Had it not been for Lin Chong's rescue, he would have already lost his life; his body even trembled slightly. He glanced at Lin Chong, about to say a few words of gratitude.

Thinking of this, he could not help but laugh heartily, stopped his steps, and wanted to see how these people would deal with that lecher.

At this moment, inside a certain villa in City B, an old man wearing a bathrobe suddenly sensed something, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

The black smoke in the sky could finally no longer withstand the simultaneous attacks of the three holy lights; like fireworks, it shattered into pieces, scattered everywhere across the sky.

"Second Brother is truly bad; entering the room and going straight to the bathroom, do you want us four sisters to serve you in your bath?" Feifei pressed her lips in a smile, her eyes shifting, neither smiling nor frowning; her expression seemed like encouragement, yet also like mockery, making Wu Song's heart flutter and his spirit dazed.

Could it be that, at this critical moment of life and death, he finally realized that what he cared about most was still Xiaoxiao?

Chen Zui held the paper Qiu Lian had drawn for him and began to recount everything from the beginning. Chen Xudong listened extremely attentively, occasionally interrupting Chen Zui to put forward his own views.

Pushing open the window to look, he saw this place was very high above the ground. Even the madam was in such a wretched state on the high cabinet; it was impossible for her to jump out the window. Wu Song searched the room thoroughly but found no trace of the madam; the cabinet holding the gold was still there.

"Yun'er, long time no see." Looking at the somewhat stunned Lim Yoon-eun, Liu Yihan said with a smile. Liu Yihan's words also brought Lim Yoon-eun back to her senses; looking at Liu Yihan, Lim Yoon-eun suddenly did not know what to say.