Chapter 148: Fang Xinghe's Waves

"Ass..."

The reporters on the scene exchanged glances, extremely annoyed, some with faces flushed red.

What feeling?

Hard to describe.

Fang Xinghe's exposition was not merely an insult—certainly it made one feel insulted, such a huge thing poking right into the lung tube—but the core was truly not insult.

Or look at it layer by layer.

Starting from the attitude, Fang Xinghe displayed an objective and rational exchange

Precisely because of this, he learned the reason for the Jade Emperor's reincarnation and descent to undergo tribulations, and also learned information about the Primordial World and the Tianxiang Realm.

Seeing how Qiao Wen treated Liang Shishi, the Liang family members' smiles deepened even more; they spoke one after another, just short of directly proposing a child betrothal for the two.

Hearing this, Wang Mingxian wore a look of disgust and said, "Besides, as a direct disciple, being sent here to guard the mine, don't you feel ashamed?"

Parked on both sides of the Window of the World were two siege tanks weighing hundreds of tons, while the Black Feather Guard circled overhead in the sky, ready for battle.

In five minutes, the monitoring system was restored, but shortly after, Zhan Feng discovered something was wrong.

Whether seeking capital to counter the giant Nangong family in the future, or resolving the imminent contradictions facing the Western Kunlun, he needed to make a trip to the Heavenly Palace.

Han Paopao was the same; his cultivation resources were not as abundant as Bai Qianqian's, but his remaining mission points were enough to continue exchanging for Dragon Essence and cultivate to the late stage of Innate.

Just then, the bird on its shoulder chirped lightly, fluttered its plump wings, and flew out the window toward the blue sky.

The Crow God pecked Wang Mingxian's head hard and whispered, "You know what kind of person Zhang Linghan is; could he have such a kind heart?"

Although she felt the scars left after washing were more shameful, who was she to say no when everything she had now belonged to Jiang Kun?

Bangs that hadn't been trimmed for a while covered her left eye; the gaze within the stray strands held a slightly wavering light.

Just as the Fangshi felt the atmosphere becoming extremely awkward, he suddenly heard that Daoist Shouren let out a cold sneer.

The Red-Tailed Demon-Horned Ox saw the Corpse Demon Demon-Fruit, snorted coldly, and turned its head, obviously still holding a grudge against Jiang Chang'an for ruining its plan to save the Demon Beast Duel.

Xia Fangyuan flipped through the photo album to look at the pictures when she suddenly felt a weight fall on her shoulder; even without turning her head, Xia Fangyuan knew that Gong Shaoxie had rested his chin on her shoulder. Being so close, Xia Fangyuan seemed able to feel his aura and his breath.

But this kind of neurosis could indeed be useful at times; similar to long-term investment, although it consumed a lot of energy and unnecessary attention in the ordinary course, there would always be one or two critical moments that brought him huge returns.

Dongfang Yunyang snatched a kunai in one hand, first dodging two ninja dart attacks, while simultaneously using the kunai to block three more ninja dart attacks.

"This... how is it possible!" Although unwilling to believe it, when he fixed his gaze on the second line, that voice rang in his ears once more.

Hearing the last sentence, the hearts of the You and Qin families rose again, and they both stared anxiously at Jia Cong.

He seemed very easy to get along with; Lin Chu thought somewhat like he was bathed in spring breeze, and sat down together with Tong Yao.

Lin Chu was calculating the scores; in the upcoming exams, he was very confident in mathematics, physics, and chemistry, but only English was something he could not be certain about.

He was like someone at the Spiritual Origin realm challenging a master at the Earth Origin realm; even though the opponent was injured, at this moment, aside from passively taking beatings, there was no other way.

"Do you intend to collude with the people of the Barbarian Wastelands?" Chu Nian pointed at the disciple of the Mu Beizong among the group.

Every time there was a quarrel, the gentle mother remained silent; she used her body to shield Molisha from her father's blows. Her father's idea was simple: to teach a child, just beat him until he came to his senses.