Chapter 104: The Method of Cultivation

"Mom, drink some water."

Four-year-old Yan Feifei stood up and handed a large water jug to her mother.

It was already evening; the sun had set, a gentle sea breeze blew from the ocean, and the weather had finally cooled down.

Four-year-old Yan Feifei was very cute, chubby and fleshy; the only drawback was that her skin was somewhat dark.

But there was nothing to be done; even though Zhu Xiaolan kept her in the shade, she still got tanned into a little dark-skinned girl.

Zhu Xiaolan took the water jug.

Considering the need to mass-produce wooden oxen during the Three Kingdoms period, if this contraption were too intricate, it would be putting the cart before the horse.

As soon as the words fell, the temperature around them suddenly dropped a few degrees, and a cold gleam shot over like lightning.

Just like that, we ran ahead while the spiky balls chased behind, leaving a trail of spiky balls on the path we had walked.

The instant the bullet neared Li Huo, a figure flashed out; accompanied by a burst of sparks, the bullet was instantly deflected, while Chen Tian, his eyes blazing with overwhelming hatred, looked toward Xie Tiandao in the darkness.

"Damn stubborn mouth, hit him!" Meng Ge knew Chunzi couldn't fight back; today he had deliberately come to beat up Chunzi, since life in the settlement was so boring.

The two zombie soldiers approached the enhanced skeleton at the same speed; this was a contest of summoning arts.

The Wuyi Mountain Ancestor sighed, recalling many things; his expression held melancholy, but mostly it was filled with endless sighs.

Listening to Wang Yaqiao's words, Xiao Shan saw that the Communist Party's thoughts and actions this time coincided with the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics; however, through recent surveillance by Lin Kexin and Wang Yan, Xiao Shan also felt a sense of helplessness, so Xiao Shan, his eyes flashing with helplessness, said.

"Xiao Shan, long time no see; you've come to Shenyang too. Come on, since you're here, let's go inside and talk!" After hearing Hou Yuanshan's words, Xiao Shan nodded, knowing this was not the place for catching up, so he took Lin Xin's delicate jade hand and walked into the Mingqing Hall.

Seeing the other's frantic appearance, one need not think to know he was already addicted to that matter; after hoarding it for so many years, he wanted to vent.

Feng Zhe, his face turning iron-green, looked at Wang Dayong; hearing that indifferent tone and that careless attitude, he found it hard to remain calm in his heart.

Is this a long-distance relationship crisis signal? I felt a bit panicked, but if I argued with him now, the result would be mutual destruction.

Seeing Yi De pick up his chopsticks and prepare to eat, Lian Feicheng darted out with a "whoosh," climbed onto the table, and watched Yi De eat.

"Get lost!" At her pushy attitude, Ye Han Yu became angry, his gaze so cold it was somewhat terrifying.

"Give it to him." Jian Xi picked up a rose he had just folded from the table and said to Xiao Qiren.

As soon as Tu Mo Jun finished speaking, he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, placed his hands stacked over his abdomen as if embracing Qi in his dantian, then clasped his hands together and murmured to himself.

Qin Shanhai sat down as instructed; he had always interrogated others this way, never imagining he would receive such "treatment" himself; he felt a bit angry and also a bit nervous, and in a daze even felt he was utterly unsuited to being a police officer; his work tenure was not even a year, yet so many mishaps had already occurred.

His dark eyes locked onto hers; the large hand resting on her waist unconsciously tightened; he was truly afraid of not feeling her presence.

"When the bidding auction took place, I bought it on Grandfather's behalf." Gu Haoqing answered her question.

Simply put, this house might be one hundred meters long, but the interior space was made only ninety meters long; ten meters of length were isolated by a mezzanine, and those isolated ten meters were where the secret room was located.

Everyone from Bishui Village hurried to the stockade to search for supplies, while Qiao Huaping walked toward Qiao Jing'er, who had been left on the spot.

Compared to that time, Xuan Yue had obviously matured greatly; after entering the city, he suppressed his aura to the early Stage Realm of the Ten Thousand Spirits realm, then bypassed countless brightly lit streets and gradually approached the Ghost Wang Fu from the darkness.