Chapter 535: Outstanding in Poetry

The banquet must have had a moment that was a completely still painting. In this painting, the lamps and candles in the building were as bright as day, the brocade-clad people were sitting or standing, gold-thread jade shoes and mother-of-pearl dangling hairpins swayed in the wine shadows, and everyone's gaze was cast in the same direction, as if that were the only bright spot.

It was exactly the center of the sword field. The white-clothed girl's sword had not yet returned to its sheath; she stood sideways with her head tilted, her lips slightly pursed, a trace of disappointment still remaining on her face; and four steps in front of her, the cold-eyed youth stood there like a sword Qi.

Li Yu saw Li Gang full of anger, yet he was spirited—how could he look angry? He was deliberately acting like that.

Gu Zhidong under the basket silently squeezed the person behind him, Fei Haiyang, with his body, and also reached out to ask him for the ball.

Huilan: What is popular does not last long; what lasts long is not popular. Only what is not popular will last forever. Like the sun, moon, and stars, air and water—although not popular, they are inseparable for even a moment.

Jin Yu: Everyone can sign, wouldn't that hollow out the top management? Finally, unable to support it, the enterprise would just shut down.

Red Storm knew that his actions had already angered this man in black. Although he didn't have much life left and his death was not a pity, he still wanted to live for one more moment.

"Why is it like this?" As soon as Tang'er's words left her mouth, she immediately understood—they couldn't go up.

"Mu Mu, I'm leaving." Lan Duo nodded toward Mu Xueruofei, who was looking at him affectionately. Without waiting for Mu Xueruofei to say anything more, Sikong Jun twisted the electric throttle, and carrying Lan Duo, he left.

However, driven by bodily instinct, Hu Yiwan and Fang Shuo still jumped up one after another, preparing to take this rebound.

Watching the pitch-black, bottomless abyss under the bridge, and sensing the endless fear of the Evil Sea Fat King, it actually responded with waves of piercing shrieks one after another, as if it had spirituality. This further confirmed my previous guess.

Wang Ling investigated these two and found they were both only level 22, with combat power around 130, both using battle Qi. The only difference was that the young man was fire-attribute battle Qi, and the burly man was earth-attribute.

The theme of this Flat Peach Banquet was just one thing: having fun and being happy. Entertainment programs came on one after another—dancing, singing, crosstalk, acrobatics, everything was there.

If you go to the court, can you fight as hard as Li Wei? Can you block Kobe, steal from Iverson, and shoot in front of Jordan?

As a fulcrum of a lever, one could indeed obtain very huge benefits, but if one was not hard enough oneself, then the outcome could only be being crushed into powder by the forces on both sides, and he, Wang Dingguo, was exactly the kind who wasn't hard enough himself.

Xiong Jing knew that Zhuang Wudi following him was to persuade him to agree to that strategy. Hearing him not talk about that strategy but about the morale of the soldiers, he couldn't help but look at him sideways. Not fighting with wits but with force was his rhetoric; the other layer of meaning in this sentence was that the Jin people could not be trusted.

Seeing the dust kicked up by the warhorses ridden by Li Jin and others from afar, the Zhuang Ding on duty on the city wall rang the alarm bell, urging the farmers still outside the village to hurry into the village. After all the villagers had entered, they immediately closed the village gate.

Wu Jingxian saw that Chu Yun's complexion was somewhat unkind. Chu Yun was also drunk: Did I offend you?

When he saw the Fuxi tribesmen, he was also greatly shocked. It had been more than ten years, how had their cultivation become so high? It was simply incredible. Could it be that they had some fortuitous encounter in this Langhuan Jade Cave?

Cang Lin forcibly suppressed his injuries, smiled sinisterly, dropped a harsh word, and ran straight toward the ancient city of Xianyang.

"Really, you aren't lying to me?" Chen Xiangyi suddenly felt some joy in her heart, and also felt as if that big stone had been put down.

In a hurry, she directly used fire, burning all the flowers, grass, and trees within a radius of more than ten miles to nothing.

After I die in the future, can my spirit tablet be placed in this spirit hall? No one in the world doesn't know I am an alien. Not to mention the Great Liang monarch at that time, would the Yue family agree?

After learning the news, he did not release the North and South Town Fushi, fearing to startle the snake, but had been laying out a layout, using the death of Shen Lian at the Jitian Ceremony to paralyze the world, making them think he just wanted to use the war to weaken the aristocratic families. ===== CHAPTER 536 =====