Chapter 158: Little Loli Senior, you wouldn't want people to see these photos, would you

"Cheep, cheep!"

With a sharp, high-pitched hiss, the last Wind-Chasing Rabbit near the teleportation array was also cut down by Lin Mo.

"Explosive Pill Technique!"

Lin Mo waved his hand, and the Wind-Chasing Rabbit dissipated into spiritual energy.

Unfortunately, the last Wind-Chasing Rabbit still didn't drop an inner core.

However, the harvest of this trip could already be said to be a super bumper harvest.

Looking back at the green grassland, Lin Mo felt satisfied...

Luo Ning seemed to be running in a panic at this time. Seeing someone in front, she didn't even recognize the cultivation level in front, nor did she recognize Ling Rui, so she drove the crane to come and beg for help.

A long-handled brush reached into the jar, and then spread the brown sauce in the jar on the surface of that large piece of meat, carefully, layer by layer, evenly applied.

There were no less than ten scars on Wan Yongqiang's body, and every scar was on the edge of life and death, but he dodged them dangerously.

Feeling the black energy gradually forming in the palm of his left hand, a flash of light suddenly crossed Mo Yuan's eyes. He saw his eyes looking at Wang Ye gloomily, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked into an extremely strange smile.

Hearing his conclusion, the atmosphere in the palace eased a lot, and even a glimmer of light appeared in Emperor William's eyes.

He didn't expect Ma Xuerong to be so fierce. Just as he was about to succeed, he didn't expect Ma Xuerong to suddenly take out a pair of scissors and stab his balls.

Of course, this casualty was the number pointed out by Shi Hui. Those hit by Shi Hui were considered casualties. Although it was an assessment, some troops were inevitably injured in the formation. The injured soldiers were treated by imperial physicians, and the warhorses were also taken care of by horse doctors. Moreover, these warhorses were inferior horses, and Liu Bian didn't feel sorry for them.

"Pick a time to invite her to my room and play those two songs for her with the piano in the room..." Ling Xin thought silently, looking at her friend's side profile.

"Your Majesty, should we order a blockade of the entire city and raise everyone's vigilance?" The masked man's voice was very hoarse, sounding like he was sick.

Recalling just now, even at the last moment, his foster father was still thinking about their brothers, but turning around, these people wanted to put him to death.

Although she was used to using her abilities, Shokuho Misaki didn't see her abilities as important as her own life. In Shokuho Misaki's view, abilities were just a means for her to achieve her goals.

The obsession in her heart was let go, and Houtu's already illusory remnant soul became even more transparent, as if it would disappear in the next second.

Xiao Xinyue felt the burden on her back lighten. Looking at Ming Tian's back, tears welled up in those big eyes.

Everyone guessed that Bing'er might be the cause, and Leng Mufeng's matter was hard to calm down for a while. Thinking about it this way, it seemed normal.

What Ming Tian wanted to do was exactly Chinese cuisine that served as a staple food and didn't require a very good environment: Bamboo Tube Steamed Rice.

Halfway through, I saw Li Wuxu's blade momentum was fierce, without any elemental power being triggered, just standing there. Even if the Blood Leopard hunters came and went like the wind, they couldn't get close at all. The surroundings were already full of corpses.

But he really hoped that this dream would continue, preferably never waking up. He was afraid that after the dream woke up, everything would become empty.

Before Pingxin could speak, six powerful auras suddenly surged into the entire Underworld. In an instant, the entire Underworld changed endlessly.

With joy, he also engraved the Strong Law Rune, because each level could increase skill power by 10%, which was also a must-have rune for elementalists.

Even with the Fire Disaster Strange Strength, it was difficult to withstand the impact of the back of the head hitting the ground. This fall made Ming Tian's nose bleed, and for a while, he was dizzy and almost fainted.

This day, Leng Bingxin was strolling on the streets of the Imperial City. Like the previous few days, the street was still noisy and bustling.

And at this very moment, no one noticed that at the end of the banquet, Chen Zongxi sat upright, looking at the young man named Liao Boya, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes. ===== CHAPTER 159 =====