Chapter 126: 470 Secured; Six Extra Chapters Added on Top of the Daily Ten Thousand, Totaling Twelve Thousand Characters

470 already secured; six extra chapters added on top of the daily ten thousand, totaling twelve thousand characters.

"Fellow heroes of the Jianghu, aren't you feeling very uncomfortable right now?" Leng Xue said while looking at everyone.

Next, he recounted how the Bai Tongzi had taken thirty percent of everyone's possessions inside the Fire Phoenix Palace, and how several people had then pursued and hunted the Bai Tongzi.

This time leading troops on campaign, Yuan Fu abandoned his low-key style from when he was in Huainan and Lushan, deliberately donning a brand-new white robe and a suit of bright silver lamellar armor; plus the all-red Crimson Flame Steed that Yuan Shao had given him, from head to foot he radiated the flashy showiness of a young master, a full ten-tenths of a prodigal's manner.

"There's nothing left worth browsing, right? I want to go see the auction; I wonder if there will be anything good." Yang Yuwei hesitated for a moment before speaking.

Zhang Hao guarded by her side; the Divine Power is the hallmark of the Heaven-Defying Martial God, an opportunity for breakthrough and condensation available only to those with great perseverance, great talent, and great fortune.

Whether it was the normally aloof Transformation God realm or those ordinary Spirit-Passing realms, at this very moment they all roared in full-faced terror, having lost all trace of the calm and nobility of cultivators.

If those strange treasure pearls exploded, we would have no time to escape the blast radius; it would be certain death with no chance of life.

In Pei Yuan's view, the sect masters of these inferior sects were nothing but trash, hardly worth his hesitation or second-guessing.

"Do you mean that without them, the world will no longer have a future of destruction?" Leili asked weakly.

Lin Han continued his analysis: "Then the night watchman must have witnessed the murder as well. So the killer killed him to silence him." He always liked to analyze and then recount the process of his analysis.

A giant silver hand appeared out of thin air again, carrying a terrifying spiritual pressure, and directly grabbed at Zheng Zhong on the ground.

Because her body feared sunlight, she could only stay inside the cave until nightfall, when she packed her bundle, hastily changed into a different set of clothes, and left the cave.

She lifted her gaze slightly and found Ye Qian staring at her with a cold face, showing little expression; she knew in her heart he had returned to his cold and aloof manner, and the Ye Qian from just now seemed like a mere illusion.

His and Ah Shui's internal energy were originally evenly matched; when their palm forces met, Ah Shui retreated to deflect the force, and to onlookers it appeared he had lost half a move. In reality, it was the portly Shopkeeper who had forced himself, stubbornly enduring Ah Shui's power; his chest churned, a mouthful of fresh blood had already reached his throat, but he swallowed it back down.

For this place, Ling Zhoutian currently had no plan; relying solely on buying up land was far from enough. Although this was a third-tier city, he still could not find a supercomputer capable of housing the form-structure connections.

The Second Life did not take those things to heart; it was just the phrase "Special Master" from the Skinny Monkey that reminded him: "What level does a Special Master belong to in the Loose Cultivator Alliance?"

The Master can clearly understand the attributes of the Crippled Monster, indicating his profound attainment in the path of Summoning.

Originally intending to force the two of them to comply, in the end all their schemes came to nothing. Unexpectedly, they tried to steal a chicken but only lost a handful of rice; now, it seemed they had also offended Ye Lan.

Prince Qing indeed could not hold back; at dawn on the second day, the rebel army officially began crossing the river. To seize Fengling Ford, Prince Qing had prepared hundreds of ferries of all kinds this time.

"It doesn't matter; my film won't cost more than 200,000 US dollars!" Hou Xiaoxian said excitedly, fearing Wu Xiaozu would not invest.

Judging by the clan emblems, most were martial artists from the Red Dragon and Black Dragon clans; as for the Frost Dragon clan... because several high-ranking members were beaten up and are still recovering, they came much less frequently.

But facing a rebel army ten times his own numbers, Dai Xinsi felt not a shred of fear; instead, he felt mostly excitement. The army across the Yellow River was, to him, military merit; among the veterans of the New Army, many shared this mindset.

"What are you talking about? Where did this zombie horde come from?" Having learned from the precedents of the previous two days, Liang Shi and others arrived a little later today, but that slight delay meant that out of their group of six, two of them had no seats left.

"I asked Your Majesty: 'Does Your Majesty mean that cigarettes will become widely popular throughout the Empire in the future?' Your Majesty's answer was an affirmative yes, which made me feel that this cigarette monopoly is the current salt monopoly." Jiang Yan said.

What kind of game is it that can increase strength, learn spells, and also add combat experience?

The nearby Ruthless Great Emperor was slightly better off; his consciousness was still relatively clear, but at most by the next breath, he would be plunged into the bottomless abyss of blood qi.

Although Huan'er and Qiao Hai had both spent considerable time in the Qiao household, if they proposed normally, the master's family, being kind-hearted, might have granted their union; but if such a shameful matter were discovered by Qiao Miaolin, the two would surely be expelled from the manor.

As he spoke, another barrage of arrows came rushing in. Luo Cha hurriedly retreated, looked at the dragon throne behind him, gritted his teeth, grabbed the dragon throne, and smashed it fiercely toward where Li Muran was located.

In an instant, Ao Chu was less than fifty meters from Yang Tian. Facing the first wind blade, he calmly leaped lightly, rolled diagonally in mid-air, and easily dodged it. After his feet touched the ground, he pointed his toes, leaped again, and prepared to dodge the second wind blade.

The people of the Ming Sect numbered only a hundred or so; these people had originally thought the south city was merely a place where commoners lived, easily conquerable, and that they could open the city gates to welcome the rebel army from outside the city. But what they did not expect was that they tried to steal a chicken but only lost a handful of rice.

The other pilots were the same; they all entered their respective fighter jets, adopting postures that signaled they would fight upon meeting.

Several people raised their cups toward Liu Zihao from afar, and two others came to greet him; Liu Zihao was overwhelmed with greetings, appearing very popular, from which it could be seen that Liu Zihao's status and position were top-tier even among these people.

Of course, in this battle, there was also strong assistance from sects such as Emei; Li Muran, without realizing it, befriended the Jianghu sects, gained the empty title of Alliance Leader, and also obtained the authority of the Beggar Sect.

This is a unique design of the Holy Light Battlefield, providing special seating specifically for the teams on the contestants' side.

During this time, Yang Tian had been searching for a place to settle; constantly moving around in the jungle was not a solution.

Either the mother and son enter the Wang Fu together. That would be simple; Yu Qingyao's personality is too stubborn and lacks flexibility. She is so favored by the Prince that even without creating trouble, someone would target her. At that time, I will act according to the situation, either team up with others to deal with her, or team up with her to deal with others; in any case, I can survive within the Wang Fu.