Chapter 860

209. The Goal is Rebellion

Ouyang Rong listened silently to Sha Ergou's words; he didn't expect that as an illiterate, he could even use the pedantic idiom "repeat the same mistakes," even if he used it rather clumsily.

But he didn't know who taught him; in any case, it wasn't Ouyang Rong. He had always been trying his best to play the image of a taciturn man.

A moment later, Ouyang Rong had no choice but to nod first and say:

"That's the logic; Ergou is not wrong."

At this moment, Song Zhian spoke softly, praising him.

By the time the evening bell rang, the officials who had finished their shifts had mostly left.

Rong Zhen slowly withdrew her gaze.

She lowered her eyes to look at the sparsely populated Yingtian Gate, and under the surprised gazes of the attendants and palace maids behind her, she turned and walked down the city tower.

After the cold, palace-dressed young girl went downstairs, she silently crossed the Yingtian Gate.

The Yingtian Gate guards who saw her did not block her, letting her pass without moving from their spots.

As a Colorful-Robed Lady Historian, truly...

PS: Why was Mu Qiu able to reach the late stage of Foundation Establishment in just a few short years? The higher the cultivation base, the harder it is to improve. The reason Mu Qiu was able to reach the late stage of Foundation Establishment in just a few years was because she had a sudden enlightenment by chance, saving her decades of time compared to others.

Before the word "Quiet" was finished, the upper end of the Golden Cudgel exposed outside suddenly bent toward the west, the rod body elongated, and 'Thump!' it struck Zhang Yishan on the forehead, immediately contracting and straightening to return to its original appearance.

But when she saw these people pushing her directly into the elevator and arriving at a place similar to an underground parking lot, she had no way to continue acting weak.

Tianxiang didn't make a sound; it was unknown whether she didn't understand this vulgar joke or if she simply didn't want to bother with Xia Yuan.

About a few days later, Leng Yan and the others also woke up from their cultivation one after another. Several of them cast a Cleansing Spell to clean themselves up before standing up. Only Mu Yixi was still cultivating. In fact, Mu Qiu and the others wanted to enter the space to bathe, but with Ling Ximo there, it wasn't easy to expose the space, so they gave up.

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on that disciple's forehead; facing Lu Zhao's gaze, he was incomparably panicked in his heart.

Five days left, four days left, three days left, two days left, one day left.

"I understand." Jiang Dongyu nodded. The more he didn't want to be an executioner, the more likely he was to become one. He couldn't change his nature, but he wouldn't doubt himself anymore; he had to face the negative emotions in his heart, as that was also a part of his nature.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Dongyu was silent. He had seen a sword strike from the primordial era, which overturned his definition of a powerhouse; it was too terrifying. The abyss held great secrets, and being able to catch this glimpse was already a miracle. What kind of existence the abyss held, Jiang Dongyu found it hard to speculate, but it was not something the current him could imagine.

Whether it was Black Ball or Liuli, they were both a few paces away from him; everyone tacitly didn't disturb Brother Ye's thinking at this moment.

But at that time, these people were not inside, so they weren't very clear about the situation inside at that time.

"Does that mean as long as there is 180,000, you won't be coy anymore and will obediently let me do that?" Chen Fan pinched Zhou Ling fiercely.

The black market hasn't opened yet at this hour, and theoretically, it's not allowed to enter. Of course, after showing identification, those gatekeepers have to let us in.

Standing for a long time, at dusk, within his field of vision, the thousands of soldiers who participated in the trial had already returned.

Zhang Li looked at Zhang Lingling in the field in the blink of an eye. Although Zhang Lingling's face looked very cold and arrogant, Zhang Li was not worried at all, because at this moment, Zhang Li was also very clear that Zhang Lingling was just trying to scare him; as for really doing anything to him, he didn't believe it.

The things they requested were really not much; as long as they had the current situation, they were truly satisfied enough.

Xia An'an was stunned. No wonder she hadn't seen Aunt Nan all this time... No wonder Nan Jinnian hated her so much... No wonder... She caused him to lose his father and also caused his mother to go crazy... If it were her, she was afraid she would even have the heart to kill herself.

For the method of internal cultivation, he could still think of a way, but the subsequent cultivation method of immortal arts gave him quite a headache.

This atmosphere was completely wrong. I even thought my sense of humor was too low, because I didn't look at how his injuries were at the first moment, but instead burst out laughing, and only then did I react that he had woken up.