Chapter 459: Squeezing Dry the Value, Utmost Humiliation

A moment ago.

"Hehe, he's really impatient!" Watching He Xuan trot on horseback, Crown Prince Li Rongji said with a smile.

Li Anmin on the side said softly, "That is a Unicorn Purple Cloud Beast! Even if its bloodline is impure, it is still one of the top-ranked precious horses in the world. Which warrior can resist such temptation?"

Li Rongji smiled faintly, "Didn't I give the precious horse to He Xuan?"

Li Anmin immediately flattered with a respectful face, "Your Highness is naturally top-class—"

Li Yuanhao arrived at her palace, and she was closing her eyes and playing "Xiaoyao Tan." Li Yuanhao dismissed the palace attendants around her and slowly sat down beside her.

Mo Linghuan was full of sleepiness and nodded slightly, remaining silent. Beside her, she stared blankly at Mo Linghuan, her eyes full of Mo Linghuan's figure, and in the depths of her eyes, one could vaguely see thick love, appearing a bit desolate.

The old man of the Third Heaven roared repeatedly, counterattacking wildly, but in an instant, multiple blood holes appeared on his body. Then, unable to dodge in time, his glabella was pierced. In the fierce battle, he also injured Qian Xing's sword.

Village Chief Rice took the ten most experienced farmers in the village to find a place to reclaim new farmland.

"Mommy, are you unhappy?" Li Rui appeared at the door. It was Aunt Jing Xue who let her come over; Mommy was in a bad mood.

"That's right. The time is all arranged, this Saturday at two in the afternoon, Fate Cafe." Mother Lin said with a smile.

"Linghuan, are you feeling better? Does your head still hurt?" Mo Tian sat beside Mo Linghuan and said softly. The corners of Mo Linghuan's mouth curled into a faint smile, and she said with a light laugh, "Dad! I'm fine, my head doesn't hurt anymore, you don't need to worry anymore." Tears welled up in Mo Linghuan's eyes.

"She likes to whip people, and you owe it to be whipped." Miaoshou explained his distinct point of view in one simple sentence.

This time it was an investigation; if needed in the future, more staff would come. But this lineup was also a bit strange; there were very few real archaeologists, and on the contrary, there were many experts accompanying them. Even if Qian Xing and a few others who could participate were counted, after all, if some were related to the Martial Path, they could discuss them together.

Even lower! If calculated truly, the per capita was not even ten yuan! Of course, it could be understood; the price level in 2010 was not as high as in later generations, and students were not as wealthy as in later generations.

Everyone placed bets one after another; the majority bet on the Gao family winning, while very few bet on the Liuyun Chamber of Commerce winning.

Wu Yue and Liu Yong wanted to speak but stopped. Originally, they had a lot to say, but seeing the scene just now made them have nothing to say.

The Wu family members lay on the ground rolling and acting shamelessly. Seeing this, Zhou Hua's head also grew big, but before he could think of how to appease them—

Even if Dao Yi suppressed his realm, arriving here, with the power of the Third-Rank Purple Mansion, he couldn't possibly collect the Ninth-Rank Divine Sword.

Even though Chen Yue had poisoned them before, almost causing the two siblings to lose their lives, after the two learned the truth, they were only dejected, without such a fierce reaction.

Besides food, they also bought oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar, bought everything that should be bought, and only then went home.

Opening the computer and entering a hidden webpage, after jumping twice, Wang Manli entered the password. Looking at the string of 0s in the account, her heart finally settled down a lot.

There were five Ninth-Rank magic treasures on Zi Luo Huang Huang, unlike other treasures that dissipated, but remained.

This was a man, extremely burly, with an ordinary face and a head of fiery red messy hair that looked like wisps of jumping flames. Even from a distance, Lei Yu could feel the heat waves coming from this burly man with an ordinary face, wave after wave, as if making people feel like they were next to a volcano flowing with magma.

And the liquid contained in these wine glasses was bright red in color, looking a bit viscous, dark red, and bubbling from time to time, giving people a disgusting feeling, like fresh blood. They drank a sip from time to time and then let out a comfortable moan, as if they had received great enjoyment. ===== CHAPTER 460 =====