Chapter 116: [None of Them Are Good People!] (8000 words)

She stood up and stretched, then spotted her neighbor not far away, where Er Laizi and his wife were also working.

Hearing this, Wu Yu couldn't help but pause; a moment later, she replied and immediately headed toward the kitchen.

Just as she was about to crash into the ground and be flattened into a meat patty, Anya fired a magic cannon at the ground in time, using the impact to propel herself back into the air.

"Damn! You can pull me if you want, but why drag my Phoenix Clan into it? Do you want to fight again? Speak up!" Yu Feng, furious, shoved Gu Nanjin away as he tried to embrace her.

Behind Zhen Xiang, Lily also saw Zhen Xiang's tail and ears vanish, returning her to her original form.

"Mother knows. Are you hungry? Mother will cook some noodles for you to eat first; tonight we'll have barbecue," Feng Qingyin said.

The key was that the Bull Head unleashed a full combo and immediately retreated; the Monkey wasn't even level six and dared not pursue.

"Hmph, so that's how it is!" Hearing this, Xie Ao's gaze carried a chilling coldness. Naturally, nothing could happen between him and Leng Youran, yet hearing this still made him feel deeply uncomfortable. In his view, this matter was undoubtedly a form of revenge from that fellow.

"Mr. Lin, please try this sweet and sour fish." Seeing the situation, Li Qiuya quickly picked up a piece of fish and placed it in Lin Yu's bowl, hoping to ease the slightly awkward atmosphere.

"I only need one-third of the Golden Emperor's Burning Heaven Flame within your body," Jiang Feng said, a smile curling his lips.

"Amitabha. This humble monk has come specifically to repay the benefactor's guidance from back then, thus settling our karmic bond, so I may depart for the West without any attachments to seek my Buddha!" Master Daoyue declared.

Seeing his eating manner, Mudan quickly brought in more pastries from outside. Lu Wu didn't stand on ceremony and devoured them all in a whirlwind.

Lying there, she surveyed the cave. Besides a stone bed, the cave contained a stone table and two stone stools; the only other thing was the lamp above, its flame burning brightly. She wondered how much oil was in the lamp and whether it would ever run out. If it went dark, that would be a very terrible thing...

"Alright! I'm going in." Zi Huang pushed the door open and entered. An old man was glaring angrily at the newcomer. Zi Huang paid no heed to anything, found a chair, and sat down with great casualness.

Stumbling as she landed, Chi Hua sucked in a sharp breath. The full-force strike of the Great Xia Long Que had only left a shallow wound on the massive snake's head, barely slicing through the python's scales.

"Cough, cough." Suddenly, Mu Yi, lying on the bed, began to cough. Lan Xin hurried over. The moment Mu Yi opened her eyes, she saw Lan Xin, cried out "Master," and threw herself into Lan Xin's arms, bursting into tears.

Although their family could be called a giant in the South China Sea and even enjoyed the support of the Black Dragon Society, compared to the people of Liang Jing, especially families capable of producing figures like this at will, they were nowhere near someone they could provoke.

The Tea Immortal stayed on the mountain for a few days. Seeing that Qixia was extremely meticulous and that the tea she produced was of superior quality, he felt reassured and returned to the Thirteen Heavens.

This made Lu Ti feel somewhat unfamiliar, for in his memory, whenever he saw the Second Imperial Prince, he always saw that slight smile on the Second Imperial Prince's lips.

Xiaoxiao and Lin Lan were chattering around Rong Xuan as if her belly were already big and they could feel the baby inside.

"One day should be enough!" Li Xu paid no attention to Lan Yu's tone. He looked at the Living Jesus, seemingly asking, but actually stating plainly that he had only one day. Regardless of whether he could foresee the great disaster, he would leave this Sun Alliance, which had always been hostile toward the Earth Alliance.

After Helen departed, Clinton, the headmaster of the Vatican Academy, and Smith, the headmaster of Washington Academy, simultaneously turned questioning gazes toward Lus.

If there were only one thing in the world easiest to find, it would be an excuse; if there were only one thing hardest to find, it would still be an excuse. The former appears when intimacy turns to conflict, the latter when conflict turns to intimacy.

Junior Brother Sha said not to be too polite; now they are interviewing us for free, so you should relax and be at ease.

Suddenly, a bar-shaped interference pattern appeared on the phone screen, followed by the appearance of a handsome young man with knife-like lips within the screen.

Was someone tripping him from behind? It must have been premeditated. Competitors are like that; it seems this was someone at a position similar to his own, sacrificing others for his own status.

No wonder so many people are practicing signing their names nowadays; they are preparing for future fame. Why didn't I, Old Pig, have such foresight? I reckon that "Bajie Fan" who feared I'd be laughed at must have been afraid others would call him a braggart: How could the signature of the famous Pig Bajie be so ugly? It must be a fake.

With a 'Swish,' a slash cut down, and -3380 damage immediately rose from the shadow figure. At that moment, everyone finally saw this enemy who had repeatedly ambushed them while hidden.

Immediately after, the statue began to transform. With a 'Boom,' a bolt of lightning struck toward Yang'er. Yang'er instinctively prepared to resist, but suddenly felt warmth behind him; a warm current instantly flooded his mind, controlling his urge to fight back.

The old man suddenly widened his eyes, as if hearing something incredible, and hurriedly interrupted Dongfang Xiao's words to ask.

Luo Yu's eyes instantly lit up. While dodging the pursuit of the Soldier Beasts, she used her spiritual power to gather all the remaining round stones into her hand, crushed most of them, and activated the Reconnaissance Technique.

Above his head was a circular tower cap, its surface carved with countless golden, strange patterns. Every line writhed like a dragon or a snake, presenting an ineffable mystery.

This Hu Li actually begged Lin Feng, and the apology was so sincere it could be forgiven. Those around her also felt that President Hu's apology was heartfelt and absolutely forgivable.