Chapter 186: Seven Thousand Li of the Western Sea Offer Abundant Divine Light, Yet How Many Immortal Venerables Does the Red Lantern

Losing two votes is actually not a big deal at all; even if those two votes decided the success or failure of Master Mangxiang's Jin Dan proposal, it would still not be a big deal.

What truly made those Immortal Venerables change color was such a voting result, combined with Master Mangxiang having two Zifu disciples... combined with what Master Mangxiang just said when joining the Immortal Platform...

It turns out some matters seem completely different from what they expected.

That is, there exists a possibility—this lowly Master Mangxiang

After receiving this news, Zhang He did not relax; the wild vegetables and fruits in the mountains were limited, unable to sustain these tens of thousands of people; it was merely hanging on by a thread.

But it did not matter; he had already thought of these things, or rather, everything was within his expectations.

As long as Yuan Shao's strength could be preserved to some extent, he would be much more formidable when facing Cao Cao in the future.

This Eastern Japan Tea House was very popular in the Longchen Kingdom; the tea house sold various desserts, iced drinks, and so on.

At this moment, Yu Xiaoxiao also closed her eyes and walked down from the stands with her back turned. In her heart, how could there not be distress?

Afterwards, we also secretly discussed with the generals in the city, so even if spies from the Southern Wu Clan managed to infiltrate the city, there would absolutely be very few; yet now it seems the situation differs greatly from what we imagined.

Seeing the arrivals, Wu Tian and Guo Qian also stood up and walked toward the other party; the two groups drew closer to each other.

Huayang even directly raised his hand to cover his eyes, except the gaps between his fingers were opened unusually wide.

However, before Xue Qingyuan appeared, an unexpected person suddenly descended from the sky.

Just now, when facing the provocation of that Demon Clan envoy, Xie Jialiang said nothing; instead, a Western Region monk stepped forward, not because he was truly afraid.

He did not know that people have specialties; just as Jian Ning could not handle a piece of clothing or sew a shoe sole, everyone has weaknesses.

"Zhengyang, come here." Wu Zhenzhen called her son to her side: "Xiong Ruixue or Yang Zhouxian?" Years ago, when Yang Zhouxian told Jing Zhengyang she was pregnant, Wu Zhenzhen asked him the same question.

Under my relentless pursuit, I gained the opportunity to dine with her, and afterwards smoothly became her legitimate boyfriend.

Lin Xi lit up her phone screen, then saw Yun Yang sitting quietly on the sofa in a white bathrobe; his eye circles were filled with red bloodshot veins, as if he had been crying.

"Bold! You dare to attempt assassinating Crown Prince! Speak, which country sent you as a spy!" One person shouted in stern reprimand.

Jiang Yun nodded thoughtfully and said, "Second Uncle, you should still call Village Chief Xia and the others! Tell everyone to stay far away from the northern cemetery! No matter what noise you hear afterwards, do not come over. Let's go; we set off directly now to first check what changes have occurred in the northern Ghost Land??"

Originally intending to walk over to the opposite side to join the excitement, Jiang Yun thought seriously and felt it was better not to go for now. Taking out the Xuanhuang paperweight, cinnabar, and other items, Jiang Yun began drawing talismans inside the house.

Unexpectedly, after waiting not long, Lin Xi suddenly felt her whole body become increasingly hot; her breathing grew heavy, and she developed that desire.

Hei Dou's fur was slightly curly, a thick layer that, once coated in mud, could not be shaken off; only a bath could clean it properly.

Afterwards, the sound of wind and thunder suddenly rose; another sword light shot toward the sky, approaching from afar, its brilliance unceasing—it was Tiantong Jiaozhu arriving with his disciples.

She did not know what was wrong with herself; if it were before, she would simply grab anything valuable without hesitation; how was she hesitating now? Especially since the garment before her was clearly a rare treasure found nowhere else in heaven and earth.

He gently pulled out the living brick; light filtered through the air holes into the room. Then he bent his knees slightly, leaned forward, and quietly observed the movements outside.

Over there, Mu Yulan was still wailing and weeping before Mu Xuanye, accusing Mu Yinyin and the wet nurse of conspiring together.