Chapter 115: Hard to Part with Wealth (12000 words)

Gu Qingyi is killing a chicken!

Chen Yan returned home and had just reached the courtyard gate when he saw Gu Qingyi standing in the yard, holding a reed-flower native chicken in one hand and gripping a gleaming cleaver in the other.

That chicken struggled wildly in Gu Qingyi's grasp, its wings flapping for its life, but how could it escape the control of a master at the Heavenly Human Realm?

He saw Gu Qingyi holding the cleaver, against

"Woo-woo!" Once everything settled, all they could see was him slowly rising, every breath seeming to stir the rhythm of this world, his clothes billowing, black hair flying, his momentum vast as an ocean, with not a trace of weakness remaining.

Liu Ruyan's heart also calmed down at this moment; Shi Tian indeed had a way! She could not help but look into Shi Tian's eyes, which were now filled with even more affection.

However, Lin Babang still smiled and told her that the black coiled-dragon ring on his finger was a spatial ring; even if an ordinary person obtained it, they could not open it.

At the same time, for the normally cold Japanese society, this lively game environment greatly alleviated the loneliness in his heart.

Boom! The first meteorite crashed into the Jin Guang mist surrounding the Immortal Fortress, and was immediately ground to dust by that Jin Guang mist.

He was utterly certain that at that moment, some terrible existence must have sought to erase him, only to be blocked by other mysterious existences.

Ye Jiangchuan entered the River of Time, let out a long sigh, and walked leisurely along the River of Time.

At this moment, Chunyang looked at the stone tablet and saw a line of characters carved upon this broken, ancient tablet: Punish the treacherous and eliminate evil, punish the wicked and promote the good; our victory is the world's stability. We must know why we clench our fists, and future generations should remember.

Unfortunately, he had thought the matter too simply. What kind of person was Zhou Cheng? In terms of cultivation, he might barely have reached the first tier of the Jianghu, but in terms of combat experience, having lived two lives, he was worthy of the title "accomplished." When gaining the upper hand, he had already guessed the possibility of Peach-Blossom Eyes fleeing; how could he let him escape easily now?

Facing such an unmasked temptation, Li Lin instead showed extraordinary calm, walking out of the room as if nothing had happened; only what a conflicted expression Li Lin would wear after closing the door was not for outsiders to know.

Everyone who had previously suspected it was magic now wished to slap themselves; such a thing could not be done by magic, let alone by mere illusion, and even magic would find it difficult to achieve.

"You possess two abilities?" Winston's tone was quite envious. Ordinary superpowered individuals have only one ability; there are also a few lucky ones, such as Li Jingyun, who are born with two abilities, though they must also pay two costs.

"Some day, bring your sister-in-law home to show our dad and mom. By the way, our mom has also watched the Host Competition and has mentioned Sister Feifei; if you bring her back, our mom will surely smile so wide her mouth won't close." Su Shishi said.

"Forethought leads to success; lack of forethought leads to failure! Whether to fight or make peace is not something we merchants can know; making preparations early is never wrong!" Chen Zaixing's voice came from behind the newspaper: "However—" Chen Zaixing's voice suddenly stopped there.

After seeing Zhou Ruomin off, Qin Tang'an took a steady bath and then lay down comfortably on the soft, large bed.

Jin Yun was so angry that his face turned iron-green; these fellows were simply too shameless. Most importantly, deep down he had already begun to worry about Chen Xi.

She was of peerless brilliance and stunning transcendence; her combat power was in no way inferior to Chen Xiaoyun's, making her a brilliantly shining pearl of the Chen Clan.

The old man, while searching for money in that cabinet inside the room, turned his head to look out through the window glass at Wang Xin.

Moreover, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, his expression was not quite right, and he lacked the usual domineering aura and the heroic spirit of looking down on the world.