Chapter 112: Borrowing Momentum is Also a Talent

Chen Ye pondered bitterly for a long time, failing to find the answer to the question, so he could not help but ask: "Master, then what is it that you excel at?"

Mo Ci asked in confusion: "You are asking me?"

"Of course, Master. Although you have usurped bodies many times and even your divine soul is severely weakened, you managed to cultivate to the Profound Mystery Realm as a scattered cultivator; you must have something extraordinary.

"You also said you were once hunted by the Qinghe Sword Sect but ultimately escaped; that certainly is no ordinary skill. Just teach me."

The Shadow Ice within the Wei Kingdom, all in a state of silence, woke up and began to spread the voice that Wu Qi was different.

Light waves rippled out for several thousand meters; the top floor of the skyscraper seemed to have been horizontally sliced by a giant cleaver, and the top few floors were directly annihilated into nothingness.

Yan Li reacted for an instant, her face awkward as she relaxed the force in her arm for a moment, allowing the man to straighten his spine.

The waiter served the dishes, and everyone ate while chatting, discussing childhood, politics, economy, livelihood, and work.

Just thinking of the way he killed that old bachelor, he truly showed a bit of the ruthlessness of someone grown up.

She walked over, picked up a corner of the blanket, and discovered it still held some warmth, guessing that Lu Xiao had just rested there.

Mei Keqiu's mother was so angry her whole body trembled; she took a diagnostic report from her bag and flung it out, tears falling in large drops.

Xu Yejing spoke with a smile, looking very much like pink cotton candy, very sweet, very beautiful.

Perhaps because she had just come out of the bathroom, Shang Yunshu's body radiated a hazy mist, making people's imaginations run wild.

Just as Chu Ran's thoughts hesitated, a stiff, old voice suddenly rang out, and two figures were seen stepping into the academy square from the dense forest to the south.

Fortunately, fortunately. It seems that in the future, I must ask my cousin uncle about everything and not listen to my wife, who has long hair but short sight. If I had been able to enter the Basic Camp or the Training Camp back then, perhaps my merit would have been greater, allowing me to advance another level or two, which would have been another few dozen mu of land.

"It's nothing, just a friend. Although this friend isn't very familiar, talking to him makes me feel very amused." Chu Feng said with a mysterious smile, and he deliberately let Zhao Xiang hear that he was with Zhao Jing, clearly wanting to anger Zhao Xiang.

The Misty Shadow Leopard originally wanted to drain my blood, but I didn't expect it to harm itself. This can be called the weakness of lacking intelligence. I licked my lips, let out a soft shout, and activated the Half-Moon Slash.

Zhou Bo and the others were originally farmers; this elder, back then, had no name and was simply called Zhou Da, Zhou Er, and Zhou San. Since they were to be enfeoffed, such roughness would not do. Luo Yin had a sudden inspiration, borrowing names to derive meaning, and gave them formal names: Zhou Bo, Zhou Zhong, and Zhou Ji.

The situation that followed was much as those present had expected; the gap in height and speed meant Wu Dazhuang was almost suppressed. Fortunately, his skin was thick and his flesh tough, and sometimes a sudden attack could have an unexpected effect. Unfortunately, even so, it could not change the outcome.

She was quite satisfied with the current situation. If only she had met Brother Chu Feng earlier, Zhao Jing always thought like this; then she would not have missed so many good years. She could have gone everywhere as she pleased.

Lady Hua invited the three to sit inside the house. Zhang Guo and the others all knew Li Yu's identity and came out to pay their respects. Li Yu knew that several of them had not yet fully recovered from serious injuries, so he helped each of them up one by one and invited them to sit and talk.

Xiao Zhuang also saw that these people had ill intentions, and Xiao Zhuang did not want to offend the Core Disciples. At the very least, his strength was insufficient now; even if he offended them, he would only be the one to suffer.

At this moment, Wang Jian felt it was not good to meet Hua Hong, so he immediately ordered that Hua Hong be detained in the side courtyard of the Wang Fu, with Tang Daoxi acting as the interrogator.

After speaking, not only did the candlelight tilt, but Mo Benzhi and Ruohan Ming also looked toward Lin Potian, who sat in the foremost position.

"Staying in the mansion every day these past few days must have been terribly stifling." Having sorted out his mood, Dong Zhuo, rarely, returned to his original demeanor. He tilted his head, looked at Huang Zhong, and let out a "Heh" as he laughed.