Chapter 122: I Wish to Become an Immortal: Conclusion — Who Is Like a Meteor?

Cao Sheng was quite surprised; Huang Qingya actually came up with such an idea?

If they really operated as she suggested, the chance of success should be quite high.

But after thinking for a while, he shook his head, "Don't do that for now."

Huang Qingya didn't understand, "Why? Don't you want to get a royalty split? I'll spread the news for you; more publishers will come to you, and perhaps one will soon agree to your terms."

Cao Sheng still shook his head, "

"Black tea: warm in nature, sweet and mellow, regulates the spleen and stomach. In our country, black tea is the second-largest tea variety after green tea; whether dry leaves or brewed liquor, both appear red, hence the name black tea. Black tea is fermented tea; its nature is relatively mild and has the effect of regulating the spleen and stomach.

Lantian nodded; Meng Ji walked to Lantian and stopped. Binglian jumped down from Meng Ji and stuffed the crystal pipa into the cloak.

Without a heart, collapsing to the edge, he walked to the room where the stable master lived. He took a firewood knife, entered the room, and prepared to kill that master. He did it on purpose, but was counter-killed by that master, and Li Zhi's head was chopped off.

Compared to their wretched appearance, Han Yiyi's calm and composed demeanor made one think, if unaware, that he had come for a vacation.

"Where did you get the salt and chili!" Shan Jie let out an exclamation, instantly drawing the attention of others.

The uncle and nephew entered the restaurant opposite; unwilling to jostle with people, they went straight to the second floor and entered a private room.

"Just run! At your current speed, you can only reach the nearest Shanfeng, but before you arrive, that fellow behind you will surely catch up first and kill you!" Mo Lao shook his head and said.

Ji Ying naturally didn't mind this; she indeed moved her own stool a bit, sitting farther away from her.

It is noon now. With these three wolves, food for the next two days is no problem; we just need to secure a place to stay before night falls.

At this moment, the aura radiating from Su Xiaoning seemed as if the Heavenly Emperor had descended personally; a layer of Jin Guang floated on her face, leaving Wu Ye utterly stunned.

Another fence made of interlaced wooden stakes stood before them; every three zhang or so was a guard warrior. An outsider could not possibly sneak past them into the deeper parts of the camp.

The milky-white light before his eyes had a healing effect. Ling Feng had exhausted his current means and could only try it out, summoning the Demon-Slaying Mirror.

"Who are you fooling? Can you work out a move until you drool?" Ji Longjun sneered coldly and mocked.

As for An Xia's background, and the matter of Xu Meifeng and Lin Yuejiao usurping An Xia's identity, Qin Zhonghe and the old factory director never expected the situation to be so tortuous; An Xia was actually a swapped child.

His first step plan was to improve his family's strength: let his sister persist in taking the Soul-Returning Pill to enhance her spiritual power, and let him complete four years of university coursework within the next year.

Lin Rongwei suddenly erupted, his eyes fierce. Lin Yuejiao dared not make a scene anymore; she was dragged by Xu Meifeng back to her own room, but her heart was truly unwilling. She cried to her mother, insisting she was the one who took An Xia's hit; she felt no desire at all for An Xia to be beaten. She believed An Xia was born by heaven just to oppose her.

As for Chen Gui, he had already been severely injured and fell into a coma during the Wolf King's first wave of attack, and was sent to Team One for treatment.

Far more terrible things than this have happened; she had long grown accustomed to them. Moreover, this matter arose because of her and her brother; she did not want to see Xu Yan and the others worry and fear for her.

Especially Yuan Mu's actions had long exceeded his bottom line, which made Yuan Junxian even more unwilling to admit it.

"Brother Longjun, choose a handy weapon!" Saying this, he pulled a long cleaver from the first row of the sword rack.

The warhorse under Huang Chao suddenly halted mid-gallop. Because of the high-speed charge, the horse reared up at once, let out a long neigh of "Shi-li-li," then brought its two front legs down to the dust, kicking up clouds of dust all over the ground.