Chapter 390: Weakened Version of Netherworld Fire Firefly

"Zhong Xiaonan, what are you doing here?"

Shen Siyuan was very surprised to see Zhong Xiaonan, but he quickly recovered, his gaze falling on the birdcage-like object on the table in front of her.

"You succeeded in cultivating it?" Shen Siyuan was greatly astonished.

Zhong Xiaonan first nodded, then shook her head.

She didn't speak, which Shen Siyuan actually didn't find surprising—this girl seemed full of wildness, like a spirit of the mountains and wilds, but she spoke very little, and her personality

"I'll be watching with great interest..." Zhou Yi's gloomy eyes revealed a glint of cunning, yet somehow it made one feel very comfortable looking at him.

The standoff between Luo Zhaoyuan and Chen Linlin came to an end; at this moment Chen Linlin was off to the side tidying up her cross-shaped long spike, tearing strips of cloth she had found from the storage room into pieces and wrapping them round and round around the weapon's handle.

Having finished speaking, Master Huang continued to raise his hand and form hand seals; behind him appeared a hundred or so skulls, spinning endlessly around him in the air. Once Master Huang finished forming the seals, these skulls shot toward Ye Cheng like bullets—puff puff puff—one after another.

Those young soldiers who knew nothing about it had probably all become chips on these people's gaming table—of course, that included the two young officers who had been dispatched to deal with the biochemical incident.

Before the bidding, one must eliminate all uncertain factors as much as possible; being able to completely rig it in advance would be best of all. Competition is only spoken of when built upon equality—when there's bias from the start, how can you call it competition? Just going through the motions?

The man in black thought of the Fourth Young Master, who had been growing colder and colder lately, and felt full of sympathy for his own young master—anywhere would have been better, so why did he have to go to the Ice Block's army?

Unfortunately there wasn't one here; Sun An flipped through the CDs from beginning to end, and not a single one was of rain sounds. Perhaps there was one, packed in another case, but it wasn't labeled, and he couldn't possibly try them one by one.

Long Tao lagged slightly behind, glanced at a patch of dense forest not far away, smiled, and then followed.

The news of Zhu Yuanzhang's passing had not yet spread; the streets and markets were still bustling, the Qinhuai River ablaze with lights, laughter and joy carrying far in all directions—a scene of a prosperous and peaceful age.

At this moment Lü Guang was in a wretched state, his clothes like window paper, pierced into holes by taut, forceful fishing line.

Wu Hu was now confident—relying on the properties of the Flame Dragon Blade, he would kill without fail even warriors at the early stage of the Gangqi Realm.

The moment the tank let out that "rumble rumble rumble," every other regiment in the entire Taiping Village was startled awake.

At such a close distance, once one was shaken by the roar and sent flying into the mud pit, it could very likely bring great danger.

Clearly, he felt that as deputy regiment commander, being unable to keep a single company commander in line was utterly shameful.

Both were fierce generals with physiques as mighty as lions, their oppressive aura overwhelming, which was why Zhang Han could sense the resentment.

Of course, he also couldn't avoid assuring them that once he got his hands on extras later, he would definitely send a batch to the brigade commander and the deputy commander.

For a surrendered general, to gain several friends in a single night with whom one could speak frankly and drink heartily—is that not itself a kind of healing?

Although the blind old woman was being held hostage by Leng Yue, not the slightest trace of panic showed on her face.

Now it seemed, forget it then—if she didn't learn well she'd be caught. Compared with Mother Cao, she only thought about it and didn't carry it out; she really was too kind-hearted.

Wu Hu couldn't help but be stunned, then immediately understood. No wonder Lady Yuhua held such a high status in Four Seasons City—even the gate guards didn't dare to search her when they saw her; it turned out she had a relationship with the City Lord of Four Seasons City. He just didn't know what kind of relationship it was, but it was surely no ordinary one.

"Among the family members, the ones who can move about are only me, Liu Xing, Yuto, and Genova," said Department Head Rias.

Fortunately, with Mu Ziyun's careful调配 of medicinal principles and Long'er's attentive care, their bodies were in no serious trouble.

Liu Xing looked at the screen and said, "Wow, that's really cool—the airplanes here are not only beautiful in appearance, but also very unusual in shape."