Chapter 121: Grand book signing

After listening to the old man’s story, Fang Xinghe couldn't help but feel awe.

Thirty years later, there were no more survivors of that battle for the nation’s destiny. Generation Z could only mourn them through movies, feeling the heroism and iron blood hidden under their sad main tone.

What were they thinking?

Looking through the screen, it always felt a bit distorted, with some blurred areas intertwined between flesh and blood and iron will. That was where human instinct and noble faith collided...

There was a burst of ridicule around. This guy really looked like the Wolverine in that Japanese movie, but his figure was far from it.

I saw that Feng Mingtang’s originally meticulously combed hair was messy, and one hand had to be pressed on his waist, looking a bit painful.

Third Master Meng was also a bit stunned when he learned this news. How could this young man not play by the rules? Was he going against the heavens by making such a big fuss?

As the person in charge of weapon supply for the Anti-Japanese United Army, Liu Ding’s responsibility was very heavy. He considered the presence or absence of weapon equipment for the Anti-Japanese United Army and the pressure of ammunition supply. His way of thinking was brought to him by his opponents; the Japanese army was also like this.

A large number of people crowded toward the direction where Rhode and the others were, which was very lively. People were squeezing people; it was simply a sea of people, making it impossible to move an inch.

"The Demon Race has appeared, the first defensive wall cannot be abandoned! At the very least, we still have a way out. If the first defensive wall falls in a bloody battle, even if it fails, the second defensive wall still has brothers behind to support it! We still have a way back!" After a long time, Nagrand stated his opinion.

After Oz threw the shield, he immediately took out a battle axe. He didn't expect the shield to hit the opponent when he threw it; it was just to free up his hands to take two battle axes to attack.

Ruoxi had his son, but she also made her lose a child. What exactly made Ruoxi hide this from Leng Yan? Was it just simple sympathy for her? But she, Ye Zilin, needed sympathy the least.

Both girls were startled. Ouyang Bingbing turned around abruptly, and a thrilling arc swayed across her chest. She hadn't changed her clothes since getting up early, and the inside of her pajamas was empty, even exposing her nipples.

Lie Huo looked at the old man with gloomy eyes, his expression changing constantly, and he didn't say a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Okay, no problem. As a consultant, it is appropriate to meet the boss." Rick nodded.

Under the pale light, that bamboo forest showed two colors, black and white. She and the bamboo forest seemed like a time silhouette left over from the sixties, forming a style of their own.

And before this, the talent transformation technique, teleportation, and Demon King Undying Body he used were all equivalent to five or six-star holy souls, while the Monkey Demon God’s body only had a seven-star holy soul equivalent clone talent, which could split into a talent of Qiu Chan and thousands of ordinary king clones, which Qiu Chan did not possess.

He gathered his Qi and focused his mind, stomped his feet on the ground, lunged forward, and stretched out his fist with a roaring wind, smashing toward Cody’s face.

"Remember, after returning to Yecheng, let people plant a few plum blossoms in the mansion." Gu Changfeng didn't answer directly, but ordered Gu Yunfei, who was standing aside.

Lu Jiu nodded upon hearing this, holding the phone with his neck while picking up the grapes on the table and putting them into his mouth.

The wind was very light, quietly lifting a curtain, and a ray of sunlight took the opportunity to jump in, spilling into a room.

At this moment, Li Sanjian was promoted by the imperial court to a fourth-rank official of the Great Song, as an assistant to the Great Song Western Army, holding great power for a time, which added a lot of glory to Xu Tingting’s face.

Elder Mingxin and the others did not have the ability to intercept the group of shadow assassins and could only watch them leave.

Zhan Yan’er’s gaze dimmed slightly. She didn't expect that Ye Mingming, who had always been a good person, would have such sharp words. She felt more and more that it was because she had snatched her sweetheart that she had become like this, and she felt happy just thinking about it.