Chapter 455: 440. The New World of Water

440. The New World of Water

"Yeah, I can do it too..."

Deep within Inanna’s ink-jade dragon pupils, a glimmer of golden light shone; this hue was very similar to the previous Platinum Dragon God and the ultimate divine scarlet gold.

Her body suddenly grew a bit, more gold sprouted on her dragon horns, and some scales behind her neck fused together, turning into thick bone plates.

All of a sudden, she no longer looked like a puppy... uh, she still did, just like a large dog wearing decorations.

As a lawyer, one should always be skeptical of what people say, but for some reason, at this moment, Yin Shixiu said he did not cheat.

"Right, he just guessed that both you and that scarred man really want to buy that man, so he is intentionally driving up the price." As the owner of this auction house, Shui Xizhi understood these tricks all too well.

A large hand supported her from behind, yet as she looked at him, her vision gradually began to blur.

"Alright, you sisters can walk about as you please from now on. With Me present, it is inconvenient for you to talk." Clearly, the "Emperor" had no intention of taking her along.

The panda was in unbearable pain and its body tilted, nearly falling off, but fortunately, Du Yu grabbed it just in time; however, the Black Dragon Knight could no longer control himself and dove downward along with the Mysterious Bird.

Every change in this world only had meaning, only appeared charming, and only made one linger in attachment because of his existence.

"Hey! You rascal, didn't you say no moving? Just listen to me for a moment; if what I say is wrong, you can hit me again, can't you?" Young Master Chiba said hurriedly.

Song Ruyu was so startled that her hand shook, and she hurriedly threw the item back onto the table, producing a few crisp, melodious clinking sounds.

The moment the trace of demonic nature in Yuan Ling’s heart completely vanished, the black threads connecting the four-colored spirit lotus above Yuan Ling’s head disappeared entirely, leaving only the green lines.

Above the Star-Gathering Cauldron, Xiao Yan licked his dry lips and pulled himself together; his gaze swept over the lid of the Star-Gathering Cauldron, which already had a few cracks.

In the empty conference room, there was not a single staff member to serve tea or water, and Lou Tianyong felt deeply slighted.

Jiarong thought for a moment and recited a levitation spell. Jia Sibo slowly floated up like a wooden board rising to the surface of the water, leaving the ground. However, he could only rise a foot off the ground, and Jiarong was not very satisfied.

Time ticked away like this; while waiting, Li Moxuan and Kuang Tie did not forget to cultivate, and they were equally looking forward to the upcoming Awakening of the Fighting Spirit.

"What? Can't take it anymore?" An Wanxin didn't care at all what An Muyan said, and she didn't consider An Muyan a brother; after all, An Muyan was only good to her sister, An Xinran.

Watching their at-a-loss expressions and the dazed look of Number Thirteen, who had been thrown to the ground, Chen Pingru laughed so hard her back teeth showed.

In this short time, many thoughts crossed Tang Shui’s mind. His expression shifted between light and shadow, and his tone toward Kuang Tie softened quite a bit.

Jiang Wei did not go to change Xiao Zhuoya again; after entering Chang'an City, he first went to the villa where Fan Xuanxuan was staying.

Hearing Gong Yu take the initiative to mention the unfamiliar name Zhang Chen, everyone cast their gazes toward Zhang Chen.

Seeing Han Fanliang have Chen Wu dispose of Yu Chi, even Li Jing, who had nothing to do with these matters, was not spared.

Wen Ruyan withdrew her gaze and raised her hand; Dudu, who had been on her shoulder, climbed onto her arm. She had intended to stroke its fur, but as soon as Dudu came down, she knew the source of that bloody smell.

That pickled winter melon was something our whole family loved to eat, originally saved to be cooked during the New Year; I was held down by my mother and couldn't snatch it back, so I cried out in anxiety, while Niu Aihua’s voice drifted over, calm and triumphant.

The village chief dropped these words and turned to leave, and the rest of the villagers dispersed one after another, leaving only Zhao Shugen to weep bitterly as he looked at the corpse of Zhao Zhuang, who was covered in wounds.

But his hands were braced right beside her, and no matter how she resisted, he had no intention of leaving at all.