Chapter 178: True Person, Look, I, Wang Yulou, Am a Fool (10,900 words, request monthly votes)
They didn’t move locations; they talked at Zhiwei Fang. Wang Yulou kindly ordered a new dish for Zhou Yingxi, but did not serve spirit wine again.
After all, he had already drunk two rounds today; a third would overwhelm even a Qi Refining tenth-layer cultivator.
Spirit wine is essentially a special spirit herb or elixir, merely in liquid form—the consequence of overindulgence is the medicinal effect overwhelming the body, ultimately causing the cultivator to become intoxicated.
The Moonlight Sect’s foothold in Wunan rests upon a series of
They didn’t move locations; they talked at Zhiwei Fang. Wang Yulou kindly ordered a new dish for Zhou Yingxi, but did not serve spirit wine again.
After all, he had already drunk two rounds today; a third would overwhelm even a Qi Refining tenth-layer cultivator.
Spirit wine is essentially a special spirit herb or elixir, merely in liquid form—the consequence of overindulgence is the medicinal effect overwhelming the body, ultimately causing the cultivator to become intoxicated.
The Moonlight Sect’s foothold in Wunan rests upon a series of
“Alright, let’s go! Let’s head downstream to Xiayuan Creek!” Qi Yang said, walking west first.
“I believe in you. We’ll wait for you to return,” Rou Rou said, shouldering the weeping Bai Yiyi and ducking into the teleportation array.
Wu Wei looked around and saw that the examiner from the East Zone, A Dong, had already left—the table was indeed cleaned. Wu Wei felt a bit down, leaned back on the sofa to rest, when the phone rang again. He picked it up and saw it was Li Shishi calling.
Gao Yang glanced at the enhanced individuals beside him; counting them up, there were only six second-tier enhanced, and the fog density indicated only low-level second-tier. To confront Gao Yang, a second-tier eighth-level enhanced, was pure fantasy.
Some were even related to members of the caravan, so they all wore expressions of grief. Chen Ao asked a few brief questions; everything seemed normal.
When the perfect defense timer ended, the golden light faded from Wu Wei’s body. He gently brushed off the dust on his clothes, stepped out of the shallow pit, and saw the Hope Star command center not far ahead—the old man who had scolded Wu Wei earlier watched him with a complex gaze from a distance.
As he watched the dwarves falling one by one to the ground, Zhang Yuanhang’s thoughts were already elsewhere.
Ling Er stared helplessly at the vial of antidote in her hand. She had pleaded and reasoned all the way, but Qi Yang was adamant—he refused to take the medicine.
When the bucktoothed Su, after grinding his teeth for half a minute, appeared behind the soccer ball like a tiger descending the mountain, everyone understood.
After the group run, Rogers directly assigned Long Shu to Gerard—or rather, Long Shu had instructed Rogers to do so.
Han You maneuvered Mond to stand in the grass, idly watching every move Qiu Mu made.
Facing an endless rain of arrows, Tian Ming activated the non-attack’s defensive form, shielding Yue’er while exposing most of his own body to the arrowstorm.
“Mr. Platini, may I take it you support us?!” Hugo joked.
Ye Tan’s words sent Xu Jingzong into a cold sweat. Good heavens, do you know how much three horses cost? Even the cheapest would be no less than two hundred guan; even the worst would still cost sixty or seventy guan. For a single leaf, what are you thinking?
Chu Yun’s earlier fear had largely vanished. If not for the urgency to return, he would have liked to explore this place and write a report for his school. He didn’t know how many others had come here before, but likely few—this journey through the Underworld was almost unique.
“Someone kidnapped a child—in broad daylight, right in front of so many people? One question: isn’t this an orphanage? What does the letter mean, demanding her father pay ransom?” Chu Yun ran while pondering countless inconsistencies.
Though none could be called peerlessly beautiful or seductively alluring, their slim figures were accentuated by tailored suits, especially the six slender legs beneath the skirts.
At this moment, Fang Yu gently laid Liu Shiyen down among the flowers. He tenderly kissed her, warm affection landing one after another on her nape, shoulders, cheeks, hills and plains, sliding downward until reaching Eden—where no one had ever tread.
End of Chapter
