Chapter 595: Candy Beans

Huang Lancai sent over two puppies.

One was a Bichon Frise, the other a Corgi.

The Bichon Frise was all white, like fluffy yarn balls stitched together, with the fur on its two ears dyed pink, looking extremely well-behaved and cute.

She was also the cuteness representative of the circus.

This was Duoduo's favorite, so it was sent directly to her home across the door.

As for the other Corgi, its legs were short and thick, its buttocks big and fat, and it walked as if glued to the ground.

That thrown spear directly pierced through a Dark Elf's chest, and the spear spun wildly at high speed, tearing the wound horizontally the instant it pierced his chest; the moment the spear passed through his body, the wound had expanded to the diameter of a basketball, almost cutting his body in half from the middle.

Suddenly, his large hand moved, pulling Lady Vol's head toward him, while at the same time, his huge mouth blocked hers.

"Please wait, let me handle it, okay?" Brother Qiu, eyes observing all directions, noticed Zhou Zhou move the instant it happened, turned his head, and pleaded.

He led me to take the elevator; this was probably a private exclusive one. It required a password to open, and I awkwardly considered whether a bar really needed such high technology.

There was indeed this need, because survivors had to eat; they couldn't just rely on the mountains or the sea forever. Farming was essential; military districts everywhere had preserved large quantities of seeds, and these preparations were for use during post-war recovery.

However, everything was just the boy's illusion; the spearman retracted his spear, swung his arms, and swayed his waist flirtatiously, switching to a move called "Sweeping the Thousand Armies." The boy flew directly from the floor-to-ceiling window of the hall into the courtyard, and the steel pipe in his hand was smashed into pieces with a "Bang."

Lin Fei had drunk Meng Po's Heart-Cooling Tea and was entrusted to practice Maoshan spells daily to improve his cultivation; such a good thing Lin Fei could not waste. He closed his eyes to rest his spirit and gradually entered a meditative cultivation state.

There were two people in total; judging by their appearance, both were around forty. The one in front, amidst his heroic and calm countenance, permeated an air of lofty bearing. The one behind, however, looked somewhat inferior; with a body as burly as a tiger, the imposing momentum on his muscular, sinewy face was not concealed at all.

"Shameless, a worn-out shoe digging in the wall behind my back, and you still have the nerve to stand here; if it were me, I would have already smashed my head against the wall..." Lin Fei was very serious, venting his anger on his own chastity.

Seeing Zhang Yunde somewhat embarrassed, Zhang Kun could no longer sit still; he gently pulled Su Nan and gave him a look.

Various kinds of attacks flew toward the direction of the Spider Zombie Lord, almost covering all directions.

"Since you seek death yourself, then do not blame me." Saying this, Yuan Xing exerted force with his fingers and directly crushed his throat bone.

A dinner that would not seem abundant under normal circumstances, yet they ate it wolfishly, as if what they were eating were delicacies from mountains and seas.

However, perhaps because of just being reborn, or perhaps because of the poison planted before. In any case, after Duan Qiantian took this step, she did not soar into the air but remained in place.

Two days after Aunt Chen's surgery, she had been following Su Zimo, saying she wanted to protect him at his side; no matter how much I said, I could not oppose her single-minded thinking, so in the end, I had to compromise.

At this moment, the street was in chaos, with cries and wails everywhere, and many people were fleeing like wolves and pigs.

If it were not for Zoe's sudden joining, perhaps the Guardians and Angels could not have won this war at all. Zoe led her troops to eliminate several high-level Immortals of the Soul Fleet until the Death God appeared.

It was an already known principle: as long as a living being fell into the blood water, survival was impossible; this had been proven by several half-step Saint-rank beings, and even half-step Saint-rank beings possessing Domain power could not suppress the blood water here.

"I hit the target as if it were Zheng Ji's head," Song Liang suddenly said while looking at Zheng Ji, his expression gnashing his teeth, as if he had immense dissatisfaction with Zheng Ji.

For a moment, those market sharks who were still hesitating, in this passive situation, were gradually weakened and walked into the trap set by the White Lotus.

"After a while, I plan to continue leading the team out; do you want to come with me?" Teng Qianxue suddenly changed the topic.

Turning the corner, nothing happened; I couldn't help but sigh in relief, but just then, Jiang Shan, who was walking at the very front, suddenly screamed, pointing ahead with a face full of terror.

Bai Fengyi was speaking slowly and leisurely, while Han Xing was carefully observing his eyes. Although Wang Xiu'e, Zhang Xia, and Hu Pansheng said nothing, they too were listening patiently and carefully observing Bai Fengyi's eyes.

And the remaining nine spots suddenly gave up more than half; those who knew their own strength was low could not hold back first. They had worked hard and barely won a spot; how could they possibly give it up just because of a single sentence?

Time was becoming increasingly critical; the ghost that had left Zhang Wei looked at him fearfully for a moment, then immediately turned its gaze toward Qi Yan.

But obviously, my kind of request still far exceeded what the Eight-Headed Snake could accept; after all, it was an old monster that had survived for hundreds of years; how could it possibly accept such humiliating conditions?

"..." After hearing Chao Ding's words, Kenshin could not refute him for a while because she also could not think of a better method; perhaps Chao Ding's approach, though not correct, was reasonable.

But they had all witnessed such terrifying single-soldier mechas, because the Fan Clan, which had chased their Vajra Clan to the brink of extinction, possessed such terrifying single-soldier mechas.