Chapter 128: 1.07W, Begging for Monthly Tickets!

1.07W, begging for monthly tickets!

Because it wasn't only Yun Xiyan and Yu Jinglan—she also wanted to know what exactly had happened in Ningxi. She couldn't believe this was what her father had decided.

When Pei Anan woke up again, it was already broad daylight; the dazzling summer sunlight pierced through the curtains, and the bedroom was filled with brightness.

The Cloud-Swallowing Beast, seeing He Yu blocking its path, let out another furious roar, opened its mouth, and swallowed He Yu whole.

Seeing that Feng Yan was truly about to go find Di Jiuyin in order to save Mu Yunqing, Mu Yunlan grew anxious and threw herself desperately in front of Feng Yan.

He knew something must have happened in there, but as a servant, he simply didn't have the right to ask.

At times, she'd want him to feel more comfortable; looking at his cold, icy features, she was always entangled with this man who troubled her so.

The Fifth Hall Master had originally been guarding the other disciples; seeing this, he joined Lanjin's side of the battle as well, instantly turning it into a four-on-two.

Wolf Saint Fa's hoarse voice, though it sounded with uneven breath, still carried an unmistakably ruthless tone.

"My parents are still in his hands." She raised her head, her eyes brimming with tears, looking aggrieved. Not only had she failed to rescue her parents, she also didn't know whether, after Feng Jue left, he had found Xianghan and the others.

What she had always seen in her was optimism, courage to face things head-on, never a trace of weakness.

And Guan Moya, who had been hiding in the back all along—how could he possibly let go of such a good opportunity? The scene was already in chaos now, so without the slightest hesitation he struck. The mere thought of Huasen's magic treasure and that ball of flame set his heart ablaze—all of it would be his.

"Fine, as you say," Zhong Qiming said, as if he had made a great decision, and finally nodded. "I feel Zhao Sandao's mind is crooked—precisely because he was overly attentive to my mother-in-law.

Feeling the might of the Slaughter-Dao Sword, Huasen even felt the urge to cultivate a sword-Dao divine art. After killing so many Immortal Sovereign-level experts, he had obtained some very high-rank sword-Dao divine arts, but after thinking it over he gave up in the end—his own spear-Dao was already powerful enough; he only needed to keep refining it.

It's just that Zhu Houzhao and Li Li were both very much in tacit agreement: for such a long time, not a single firearm of the Great Ming Dynasty had leaked out.

The moonlight was bright and clear; in front of the tea farmer's house there was an open expanse of flat ground, usually used for drying tea, with a very even surface.

Liao furrowed his brow—he hadn't expected Qin Ge's luck to be so good that he'd actually found this place. It seemed seizing the Innate Spirit Root was going to be troublesome.

A few Misses didn't know how dangerous the situation was, and cheerfully ate to their hearts' content. Only I, with something weighing on my mind, felt even cola tasted bitter.

Rumble rumble~. In the sky, several dozen large passenger airships glided slowly through the air. Every passenger ship's logo bore the striking emblem of the Human Alliance.

But when that drill began that day, no one could figure out the compression point—"one-third of the lower edge of the midline of the sternum"—the doctors and nurses in the exercise had almost never studied human anatomy or skeletal structure.

She didn't dare be too willful. Then, waving the rhizome, she scattered some gravel and dust over Wu Ren, covering up his figure.

If the Holy Sage hadn't later stepped in, the empire would probably still be living in constant dread under the "Poison God's" ferocious might.

Qiu Mu and Xu Tianhe exchanged a glance, clearly not understanding Xiao Yu's meaning. With the Xiao family's strength, did they still need to seek cooperation with them?

But just as the two of them were running off at the mouth and getting a little off-track, a passerby suddenly cut into their conversation.

Now, Liu Yang could be certain he had indeed returned to the Hidden Dragon Realm. It seemed he ultimately still hadn't obtained the famous sword's acknowledgment.

Yesterday, besides compounding "Bone-Melting Powder," Su Feng had also made a potion to drive away demon beasts; this potion gave off a strange odor, hated by demon beasts, yet harmless to humans.

"Many thanks for Your Highness's kindness, but this minister fears he has no fortune to enjoy it!" Ming Yi still wanted to go home, still wanted to see tomorrow's sun.

Shen Fan looked at the minor in front of him—er, a classmate who had just become an adult—and felt a wave of speechlessness.

"Dragon's might…" Liu Yang was stunned for a moment. He had indeed sensed a faint, elusive pressure in the void, but it was very weak and had almost no effect on him, so he hadn't paid it any attention. So that was the legendary Dragon's might.

"Private Hanagawa Academy, third-year student." Though Shimizu Chinatsu hesitated for a moment, she still told Nazuka Hikaru.

Vodka turned his head to check the situation outside the car; seeing that still no one had come, he complained—he had to complain, how could they have made Big Brother wait for her so long.

On the half-moon-shaped duck meat pie, brown sauce was drizzled in wavy lines, and a sprinkle of colorful honey flowers was added as decoration.

As he spoke, Tai Wu drew the sharp knife at his waist and slashed at the air several times with force, then nodded in satisfaction.

The crowing of a rooster at dawn broke his pleasant dream; he awoke from sleep with reluctance, recalled everything that had happened in the dream, and couldn't help but shake his head with a bitter smile.

Amid Suo Qingqiu's exceedingly subtle expression, Miao Zichan threw on his dharma robe, picked up the copper-coins sword, and leaped up with a sudden bound.

Zhu Qi patted Zhu Di on the shoulder as well, then praised that he'd been eating well lately and had grown quite sturdy, and then asked about matters in Beiping.

Bai Renzong took a bite—the flavor of sea urchin had perfectly melded into the egg, creating a special, rich taste very much like the crab roe of an egg's texture, while the ginkgo nuts, shrimp, and shiitake mushrooms inside added rich layers of mouthfeel and taste.

A thought stirred in Li Jing's heart; after reaching this conclusion, he let out a breath of relief, turned, and left the Cold Palace.

Put on the spot by Shi Xingcheng like that, Xu Tong choked. She really did seem to be making things worse, but she also couldn't bring herself to do nothing; she bit her lip.

As a result, when facing opponents who were slightly tougher, Su Heng's physical strength and Yuan Qi cultivation were almost completely useless, and he could only rely on soul power and mind cultivation to deal with the enemy. It was as if he had a body full of skills but couldn't bring them to bear.

The instant his words fell, Lin Kunyun's figure vanished on the spot. Sensing the present Lin Kunyun, Su Heng didn't dare be careless either; he pushed his physical strength to the limit and condensed the Fire Python form to its utmost.