Chapter 438: Free Trade, The Hope of Zhongxuan

"Hiss!" The sword light was sharp, golden rays surging. The golden eagle seemed to have not expected Jin Yi to still possess such divine valor after being injured; it suddenly retreated. The black coat over the eagle's body instantly shattered and flew apart, revealing a sharp eagle beak. Its eyes glowed with a deep green light as it looked at Jin Yi in surprise.

Then he told Duan Ke all the intelligence regarding this mission, along with all the knowledge and details necessary for a special agent.

"Perhaps she is ill. I am not allowed to be ill, but I must find a reason far more honorable than hers." Illness, using sickness to gain sympathy; such an old trick has always been effective. Originally, Gu Yuqing had not thought of doing this, but since the Second Miss wanted to do so, she was willing to play along once.

The two beside them, Jiao Yiqiu and Ao Xushan, naturally agreed loudly, their laughter merging into one.

Borrowing the power of Heaven and Earth to become an existence equal to Heaven and Earth—who else could oppose such a being? Throughout the ages, there have been countless extraordinary people and strange scholars. But who dares to fight Heaven, to fight Earth?

Everyone turned their gaze toward that spot, and saw under the reflection of the torchlight that, perhaps due to extreme nervousness, a small flame had leaped onto the tree trunk. The surface of the Blood Maple began to change, trembling slightly, looking very much like a creature just waking from sleep.

"Hehehe... if Han'er wants something, just say it!" Truly, she is the Empress Dowager; she guessed Zihan's thoughts at once.

As long as this "luxury" could be achieved, even if the rest of her life meant suffering hardship alongside the man she loved, she would do so willingly.

The principle of stopping the wheelchair and starting it is much the same; both require control via magic. But Su Shan is an ordinary person who cannot use magic; what should be done?

This is a promise from one soldier to another, and a vow from a true man to another man.

Although she had visited this exceptionally luxurious hotel, packaged by Liang Yan, once before, seeing the decorations inside again was still extremely shocking. Even the dining area on the first floor was already full, with some people even queuing up waiting for an empty seat.

Everything in the world has reincarnation, moving forward slightly along time; one must be alive to witness everything. On the field of reincarnation, no one is guilty; everyone wants to live well. Some have companions, some walk alone; some want to live, some want to die. All sorts of things happen, so why give up? As long as it is not too late, it does not matter.

In contrast, Ye Hua, who was honored as the Bangyan, remained just as usual, completely unaffected. Ye Zhen rubbed the exquisite patterns on the teacup in her palm; the uneven texture made her stare blankly, lost in thought.

To be honest, she had not yet accepted Yang Jiahua; she merely thought he was a good person and decided to try. Deep in her heart, the shadow of Lu Xi still lingered; she still missed those times, missing that clean and gentle boy who had dazzled her entire youth.

He seemed not to hear, as if frozen; his eyes stared at something not far away, a sense of loneliness in their depths.

"I want more." You Ruo threw away the fish, leaving only the skeleton, and stared at Xia Biyao with two large eyes.

Primordial Qi radiated from Shen Jun's body, snapping Hua Meng's hair. Shen Jun kicked the short knife with his foot; the short knife slashed toward Hua Meng's thigh. Hua Meng lifted her foot and kicked the back of the blade with the black sole of her shoe. The force from her foot made the knife bend, stabbing straight at Shen Jun.

Because the Ghost Bird suddenly changed direction, Xia Biyao was so frightened she almost fell. She quickly hugged You Ruo's waist, leaning against You Ruo's back. A faint fragrance drifted from You Ruo's hair, a scent she had never smelled before.

Shen Jun had gone completely mad. He grabbed Li Wei's collar and stabbed again, piercing Li Wei's body. Suddenly, he pulled the blade out, and a string of blood sprayed down. Li Wei fell, lifeless.

Speaking of the Demon King of the Sea Serpent, he had always been mysterious. No one present could discern his origin; even whether he was truly a Daluo, or perhaps an even higher quasi-Sage, was unclear.

"Uh, let me think... it seems we really do have something to do." After acting alongside Jin Xuan'er for such a long time, Xuan Bin fully demonstrated how qualified a partner he was. With just a glance, he completely understood Jin Xuan'er's intention.

Ming Nan's bloodthirsty eyes watched as Takada walked step by step toward the rest area. He gently pulled Yulu into his embrace, one hand constantly stroking her back to calm her emotions.

"I~ I didn't say anything!" An Chengyong hurriedly raised his head, summoning the courage to face He Jiuyuan's very bad expression, and began to explain.

Could it be that she was using the Nirvana Black Smoke to support her figure, which allowed her to fly in mid-air?

No wonder what the internet said was right: in the 21st century, the one to guard against isn't the neighbor Old Wang, but rather fire prevention, theft prevention, and best-friend prevention.

"He dares!" Yi Lian looked at Xu Luocheng with hatred, leaving him utterly bewildered. How could she hate him just because he muttered a few words to himself? Truly insane. Xu Luocheng turned around and ignored her.

Hearing this, Zhang Zilong spat out the tea in his mouth with a "pfft." Besides him, Yue'er and Xu Xian also spat out their tea. The room, which had been relatively quiet, instantly fell into a fit of coughing.

The wind that day was very strong, so the skydivers were blown by the wind to the spot where their car was parked before they landed. Those picnickers were at a certain distance from the parking area, so naturally, they would not run over to watch the two of them.

"Rules are made by people, after all; exceptions can be made. Isn't this just a matter of me saying one word?" The Warden did not forget to highlight his own authority.

One of the most direct impacts brought by the lack of materials was an increased demand for precision.

The aftereffects of the explosion spread outward like waves, reaching hundreds of li away. The countless trees and hills closest to the explosion's center vanished in an instant at that moment, turning into dust.