Chapter 343: The Meaning of Life

As if to whet everyone's appetite, the last person kept spinning. Jia Lao smiled lightly at the screen, but when the image froze, his smile vanished, replaced by a look of utter shock.

Early the next morning, Ma Xiu got up. In fact, Ma Xiu hadn't slept the night before; with his lifelong decision to be made the next day, how could he possibly sleep? He tossed and turned all night.

However, the most striking feature of this yellowish-brown scorpion was its hooked tail. A blade like the Grim Reaper's scythe, connected to a pitch-black chain tail. That black color was exceptionally eye-catching. This scorpion was named: Death Demon Scorpion.

The two started with fist exchanges, trading blows while testing each other's strength and kung fu.

In the arena, an extremely domineering aura suddenly erupted from Luo Jin's body after Jia Lao finished speaking. This aura burst forth with terrifying speed, leaving the spectators in the stands stunned.

"Hmph, do you think I'd fall for that? Do you take me for a fool?" The maniac clearly didn't take Ouyang Huowu's words seriously, thinking she was doing it deliberately to make him lower his guard.

Those who were lucky were eventually discovered by the guards of Lan Yi Bay and thrown onto expulsion ships; those who were unlucky were never seen again.

Although they didn't follow him blindly, Jin Wuzhu wanted to observe closely whatever actions he took next, no matter what happened.

"Hehe, this is a meteorite from beyond the heavens. If used to forge weapons, it would certainly create a superior weapon above the level of a treasure artifact. I found it suddenly falling from the sky while cultivating on the mountain once. I was quite frightened at the time," Dugu Hong said with a smile.

Helian Tao and Xiang Jiu exchanged a glance, tied their horses far away, and crept forward quietly.

I will give you everything you ask for, but on this matter, I have been dragging my feet. You don't speak, I won't let go.

By the time the Hidden Sword Assembly restarted a month later, three people had arrived to participate in the selection for the title of Emperor.

Interrupted by Old Man Lin, Jing Yuchen began to doubt his own judgment just then. Indeed, given his long-standing friendship with Uncle Lin, even if Ji Ran offered more generous terms, he truly could not transfer the shares of the Jing family in his possession.

At the same time, due to time constraints, this competition selected only twenty people for the final round, meaning eighty people would be eliminated in this round. An eighty percent elimination rate was already considered terrifying.

"No, the faction she founded is called the Burial Heaven Branch." Liu Yan'er glanced at Zi Yunyuan and said softly. Upon hearing this, Zi Yunyuan fell silent immediately. The Burial Heaven Branch was, in plain terms, a branch of Burial Heaven. She did this not only because she was part of Burial Heaven, but also because of her own feelings.

How could one simply forget?! The demon sneered, creating a barrier! Perhaps only a barrier could prove the power of longing.

"No need to call me." He simply dropped those words, his tone extremely flat, yet strangely making people feel sad.

"Sigh, regarding the specific pawnshop where it was pawned, I'll have Old Liu advance the money to redeem it for you. That is something your mother left you; no matter what, I will redeem it." Mo Haotian said guiltily after hearing Mo Jiuqing's words.

Everyone thought of a very serious question: Lin Chen was clearly a fire-attribute ability user, so why did nothing happen when he entered the lake?

The attack power of four Spirit King realm experts was extremely formidable; combined, they possessed a strength of a full 200,000 jin.

Just then, another white mercenary walked up to He Rong and grabbed her slender arm.

The Goryeo residents on both sides of the street looked at the Great Ming cavalry with awe; these people were the guardians protecting their homeland.

"Nonsense." Upon hearing Xie Wuji's words, Xianyu Tong shivered all over, and cold sweat streamed down his back.

Every step taken in the palace had its rules. Li Shanshan smiled, lifting her lotus steps lightly. Her gait successfully displayed her graceful figure, and such a step was noble yet elegant.

As soon as Liguluo spoke these words, the decorations in the four corners of the room suddenly burst with light, then quickly vanished. Trovar's expression changed drastically, and he abruptly withdrew his gaze fixed on Liguluo.

After the conversation, the two did not stay there long, but turned and hurried back to their respective residences.

What the people of the Jianghu call "water ghosts" refer to water bandits and river pirates. The Jianghu in the Jing-Xiang region was also very chaotic. Qiao Qian had long wanted to expand his business there, but alas, his faction could never get in, and even his goods passing through Jing-Xiang were unsafe.

Besides delicacies and fruits, there were many bottles of red wine placed nearby. There were many varieties of red wine, including Zhangyu Cabernet, Great Wall Wine, Wang Chao Wine, and so on.

Then she could not turn a blind eye; she must play some role, otherwise, a perfectly good system in her hands would be a waste of talent.

Before Erica acted, Mei Jiecao would absolutely not appear. He first used magic to filter out the surrounding noise, and when he agreed to Peggy's request for help over a secure phone, he only said he was in Trenton, near New York.