Chapter 259: The Record of the Heavenly Demon: Is Cheng Long Also a Big Mouth?

The third day after the physical edition of the Simplified Chinese "Heaven, Earth, Dark, Yellow, Exquisite Tower" hit the shelves.

Badu, the provincial capital of Hui Province.

Qian Hao, born in 1988 and thirteen in nominal age, passed a bookstore after school in the evening, turned in for a while, saw Zhong Yuan Yidianhui's new book "Heaven, Earth, Dark, Yellow, Exquisite Tower", and immediately became interested.

Although young and in the first year of junior high, he had loved reading all kinds of books since childhood: classics, martial arts novels, ancient texts—any book he could find.

"Sit. That is secondary; I simply do not know how to arrange the division commander's position," Chen Fei said.

Anyone could hear that Feng Tianjue's previous tone carried an air of brooking no refutation.

"So... I am that guy's wife... Pfft, no matter how I think about it, it's impossible; you must have made a mistake somewhere!" Lokshi pointed at Aganzo.

Of course, it was also because they had committed the most despised act in traditional Scandinavian culture—surrender—so their subsequent life, whether in daily routine or when participating in battles, was subject to a certain degree of exclusion.

"Jiada will not fail the King's appreciation. I swear to bring Dayong into Chu, opening the great first step of our Great Chu resisting Jin and dominating the Central Plains." Cheng Jia, with his injured right arm bent, swore in a clear voice.

At this moment, beside him, Chunmu waved the Flash Sword before his face, discovering that for him this thing was like a toy, of no use whatsoever.

I am someone who believes future technology will save the world, so I do not intend to learn how to compromise oneself to avoid "Wind, Forest, Fire, Mountain-type pits"; a person with ideas should not spend time on a skill that will be eliminated within two or three years.

The Ancient God Chaos finally grew serious; the halo interwoven behind him like an aurora belt contracted, then, a dark-black demonic wing like a demon extended from the left, and a pale-white holy wing like a deity extended from the right.

"Alright, you're right; perhaps I do have some ability." Tang Yuan nodded in agreement—these long guns and short cannons were indeed things he had used while wandering everywhere in the Void, with the same intimacy as that pile of big blades and long swords before.

By the time Chen Fei and the others returned to the county town, dawn had broken; the sentries of Zhao Liu's regiment discovered the division commander had returned and immediately reported it.

Even Mo Anxiang's photograph had already been secretly taken by them. Hmph, at that time they would say you, Night God Hou, carried out a terrible, inhumane massacre, and then publish your photograph... At that time, even if you did not die, it would be very difficult to carry out any missions abroad, after all, you would be wanted by many countries.

The Purple Ape God King, Yun Hao God King, and the Five Great Mountains God King, three peak Four-Transformation God Kings with the foundation of the Three Great Heavenly Venerables, combined, would likely be completely defeated against the Nether Spirit King.

Zhang Kuang's arrival naturally caused some disciples around him to respectfully greet him one after another.

Yin Chunxu's voice on the other end of the phone was extremely angry; he almost shouted at me, "Yang Hu, wasn't he pretty awesome just now? If you have no ability, don't run; watch how I kill you."

The office in R Country appeared particularly compact; in recent years, due to the popularity of the internet, most staff members had already gotten used to treating their homes as offices, preferring to work without leaving their homes.

As for ordinary Spirit Clan members, they were the second-to-last tier in the Spirit Clan, generally doing miscellaneous tasks.

Zhang Kuang sighed inwardly; having a father, although letting him taste the flavor of family affection, ultimately also bound him, forcing him to be restrained in many matters.

Someone saw from the slow-motion footage the final moment when Shanfeng collapsed: high-rise buildings after high-rise building were flattened, crushed, and smashed like a matchbox.

No wonder this guy doesn't get hungry even without eating or drinking; it turns out he usually eats ants! Okamura Masaki was surprised in his heart, thinking it was a good thing he hadn't let Nakada Gyokkyo stay by his side, otherwise she would definitely have been sickened to death.