Chapter 132: [Zen Meditation Travel Study Program] (8200 words)

Xiao Man was very satisfied with her expression of feeling cheated; that was exactly what he wanted—let her admire her former fiancée with those worshipful eyes.

Because in the previous investigation, the situation had developed with terrifying speed; facing Chu Yuan, a top-tier murderer, Zhang Tiannuan had always kept her nerves extremely taut, for the situation was exceedingly difficult.

However, how could Allen waste these mechas? The pilots were all elites from the White Crow unit.

The Eastern Pole Green Radiance Great Emperor's eyes were filled with icy coldness as he said, "The fault lies with the Heavenly Court? The Buddhist-Taoist agreement you speak of is set for five hundred years from now; you caused Jin Chanzi to reincarnate a hundred years early—who could have known? You broke the agreement first, yet you claim my Heavenly Court does not follow the rules?"

Lu Buwei's strength was too great; with his killing intent unleashed, under his immense spiritual pressure, almost no one present could withstand it.

"Bang." A bullet pierced a wall in front of the man, grazing his cheek; the heat from the bullet scorched his skin slightly, and he instinctively crouched down.

In this way, naturally, it is possible; it can present a more formidable confrontation on a relative level.

"Sister does not know, but I am originally a person of the Buddhist sect; my backing is huge. Unlike us..." said Lady Qiongxiao.

Zoro was furious; he still remembered that frustrating battle in his heart. If he did not teach him a proper lesson, Zoro would not be able to swallow this indignation; he had been too passive before and could not let it go.

Macao knew very clearly that the reason they were like this was because their companions had disappeared, and the root cause lay on Tenrou Island.

"Come over. You're already here; do you still dare not come?" Ao Xue raised her voice slightly. Ao Jun immediately lowered his head to deal with his things, while Gu Ming looked at that boy. The boy walked over with a smile.

Frank also turned his head as if sensing something, found everyone's gaze fixed on himself, and tilted his head in confusion.

Xu Mo held an adult product and waved it in front of Bobo; Bobo's face turned a deep crimson.

It cannot be denied that Vlad III cannot be called a wise ruler, but once he seized an opportunity, he would not spare any means; from a certain perspective now, the existence of the Golden Flash feels equivalent to the enemies of Romania back then.

Lin scratched his head. Another test? That was truly doing nothing while full... Besides, looking at the last bit of money he had left, he suddenly felt the game was full of malice.

"Those words are true; we just dare not say them outwardly. Who wishes for immortality, and who hopes for an early death?" Boss Su laughed.

As Linlin spoke, her aura was domineering. Two magnetic chains composed purely of energy flew out from her hands. The target of the magnetic chains was clear: to bind the man in black and prevent him from resisting further.

Ao Xue saw Kuo, was stunned for a moment, then said to him, "You should go back too." Xu Hui Nan and Kuo exchanged a glance.

Black Zhen and the others would not care about the crisis of humanity; during the French Singularity, they had become accomplices in fueling Gáetia's arrogance, and by now, they would not care about the vanishing of human history or the incineration of humanity. What did the past and future of humanity have to do with them?

Ma Zixuan certainly would not tell Pang Wuji that before coming to Jiang City, Yu Er had long used her power to modify all of his information.

He deliberately returned to the ninth floor to let the people of the Dragon Clan, such as Ao Dong, see the scenery of the ninth-floor world.

Under the anticipation of the masses, Pang Yan'er, Tang Xiaoyan, and Zhao Neng accompanied Ma Zixuan to the riverside a step ahead of Cao Wu.

Because she had heard earlier that Beiming Zhentao was trying to set her up, Beiming Xue gritted her teeth, stamped her foot, and slammed the door shut, cutting off any thought of continuing to eavesdrop.

However, even though he had not returned for so many years, he still clearly remembered that place nestled against mountains and beside water; compared to this bustling city, it could be called a paradise.

But before entering class in the morning, he had promised Wang Yulin that he would go home with her after school, so Chen Hao decided to go to Wang Yulin's class first, wait for her to get on the bus, and then rush to Shengyao.

"Gurgle!" Li Aotian swallowed his saliva, making a desperate struggle in vain, planning to use money to tempt Ye Xuan.

"What you say makes sense; after I return, I will start using crystals to increase the purity of my various attributes, striving to promote to the Second-Level Divine Rune as soon as possible," Duan Lang said firmly.

In an instant, the entire scene descended into chaos; the onlooking college students and passersby began to flee the scene. Moments later, only two figures remained on the grass: Li Tian and Li Xiao. However, Li Xiao now lay limp beside Li Tian, looking no different from a corpse.

Ye Xuan hurriedly protected his body; he guessed that Chen Yang was probably preparing to act flamboyantly, which forced him to be on guard.

But the Fire Bull King's strength had increased, so its instantaneous explosive speed naturally enhanced significantly. Turning around, it gave Wu Qingtao no chance to recover. Having just broken through, its momentum and strength were at their peak; it only wanted to unleash everything. The bull's hooves grabbed, charging up to unleash a frenzy of attacks on Wu Qingtao.

"Judging solely by bloodline, you are the hope of the Zhu Ling clan, but I'm afraid it will be hard to see the dawn." Xing Xing Xiao Hao looked at Zhu Que Ling, and Zhu Que Ling seemed to detect a look of disdain in Xing Xing Xiao Hao's eyes.

If Mom found out that I had such... things before, how could she bear it?

As Chou Shituo and his group fled the Daming Palace on horseback, galloping away, strangely, the horse suddenly became frightened just like on the hunting day, throwing Chou Shituo to the ground. Its front hooves stepped hard on his thigh. The attendants hurriedly pulled him back onto the horse and rushed back toward Luoyang.

A woman about forty years old, wearing a gorgeous long dress made of top-quality fabric, heavily made up with flame-red lips, walked with the wind, a very heavy scent of incense rushing straight into Wu Qingtao's nostrils, nearly burning off his nose hairs.

Yan Kuan was in a state of extreme anxiety; he had already sent countless talisman orders to Senior Brother Mo, but Senior Brother Mo had not replied.