Chapter 580: Trouble

“Auntie, can we keep a lion?”

Seeing Jiang Tao approach, Dou Dou immediately ran over, eyes full of anticipation.

“A lion?”

Jiang Tao first thought of the male lion crouching at Zheng Min’s feet, then recalled the lion that had just performed in the circus.

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because lions are protected animals; private ownership is not allowed.”

Jiang Tao tried her best

They had previously wondered why the Minotaur Lord had fled so abruptly in panic.

A gentle white-clad angel took Mu Nianci from Su Ying’s arms and carried her into a resting room to rest properly.

Bai Li Feng felt a pang of bitterness at these words; from their conversation, he could not imagine whether the hands that made this dish had begun life from below or touched it from above.

Gu Wan’er’s face flushed slightly; she didn’t know what to say. Sometimes she truly didn’t understand why Chu Yu treated her so specially.

Her lips parted as if to speak, but the man across from her propped his chin on one hand, furrowed his thick brows, and spoke first.

Instantly, the calm sea erupted like a mountain flood—violent waves surged from the deep ocean toward shore, roaring like dragons and elephants, smashing violently against the ruined coastline, the deafening crash echoing like ten thousand tigers roaring together, stealing the soul.

“Shall I arrange for you to begin teaching this afternoon? Then tomorrow, let you watch their live performance?” Xie Liya thought for a moment, set down her spoon, and asked her.

She clenched her lips, watching Gu Ling struggle desperately, took a deep breath, released her grip, and threw her to the ground.

Failed test subjects either died in the experiments in horrifying, gruesome ways from unbearable pain, or if they somehow survived but went mad, they were left to fend for themselves; only those who survived and remained controlled held any value.

With abundant fish qi, his energy was full and strong—even the window glass and the green leaves on the trees trembled violently.

Saying this, Xi Nanfeng bowed respectfully to the old madam before hurrying off.

Seeing the two draw near, a white-bearded priest clad in a black Dalaris robe stepped forward to block their path.

Third, I’ve completed another impossible divination—the relationship between Aunt Li and John—so I need sufficient sleep to ensure the evolution of my divination power.

Liao Mingyu felt uncertain about this change; the ruggedness of Gaoligong Mountain surpassed that of Nantianmen, and although the 2nd Army was Guang Tou’s elite force with decent combat capability, capturing Gaoligong Mountain in a short time would be no easy feat.

Sigh! He’d better keep watch again—how could such a kind person keep doing bad things?

The white mist symbolizing divination power boiled, churned, and spread rapidly toward his wrist.

“The Genius Team maintained their strong defense from the second quarter; this double-team was very effective. Coach Su, this should be Wang Hao’s first-ever double-team in his NBA career—how do you think he’ll break it?” Wang Meng asked.

In the center of the herb garden stood a red plant resembling coral—this was Blood Coral.

“No wonder—it was bought for me by my second uncle from America; mine must be a counterfeit.” Dou Bao mimicked the gesture, touching his shirt fabric again.

This young officer clearly differed from the others’ dazed state; his speech was courteous, neither arrogant nor subservient, indicating he had held some status in his former unit.

Han Bing ignored her completely, reached out, and seized the long, slender neck of Yu Linglong; in his other hand, he condensed a dark ancient character—likely “Seal”—and thrust it into Yu Linglong’s body. In that instant, Yu Linglong, already powerless to resist, felt all her cultivation vanish, reverting to an ordinary mortal.