Chapter 137: I Really Want to Improve So Much

Bai Bi City.

In the late summer of the second year of Xiaochang, Wang Sizheng finally finished repairing Bai Bi City.

Bai Bi City borders the Fen River to the north, leans against Emei Ridge to the south, sits high overlooking the area, is surrounded by ditches on three sides, and the surrounding farmland can store grain and station troops, making its strategic position extremely important.

If Jinyang wants to head south to Guanzhong or Luoyang, this place is the only route.

After experiencing the chaos in Xiazhou, Li Shuang also established provincial troops in the Tujing and Lishi garrisons, temporarily resolving the threat to the northwest of Tangzhou.

Yiyi heard Qin Ming's indifferent tone, thought he was indeed miserable enough today, so she didn't assign him any mandatory tasks anymore and just let him go.

Duobao Wang gritted his teeth and started hammering the hammer in his hand. Purple lightning bolts, one thicker than the last, rushed toward the two dragon demon beasts flying at him, while Duobao Wang himself struck with increasing effort, one blow harder than the next.

Du Yuan, the God King Mifei, comforted everyone and returned to Star Fortress. Everything proceeded in an orderly manner. During this time, Du Yuan entered and exited the Nine Li Starry Sky and the Forbidden Li Sea, distributing orders on multiple fronts. To this day, everything is ready.

Far away, Ye Shan Liuyun was not in a hurry to chase, but instead soared into the air and moved backward in place, flying on his sword toward a hill more than two li away.

Cheng Xin snorted and said, "That's only because of you; I don't watch other people's TV dramas." After Cheng Xin said this, Qin Ming laughed twice and started watching the TV drama.

Correct, Elder Hu is known as the Ten-Thousand-Mile Earth Camel. If his old hometown people were here, I wouldn't have to force myself to step forward like forcing a duck onto a perch.

"Hehe, nothing, maybe I drank too much last night!" In this awkward moment, Du Yuan made some excuses.

These Duoyuan tribe members were also shameless; they immediately ran forward, casually grabbed a few bags of grain, and started inspecting them. Untying the ropes at the bag openings, one could see the white rice and flour, with no problems at all. Adding up these twenty-odd carts of grain, no matter how you calculated it, there were no less than twenty thousand jin of grain.

Zimo looked at her grandfather with even more disbelief, unable to believe this was real. Her grandfather's hidden illness was actually caused by ghosts? If she hadn't been sure her grandfather wouldn't lie, she would have thought all this was acting.

After understanding this, Zhu Qizhen fell into deep fear, unable to muster even a shred of courage to resist, unable to utter even a single harsh word.

After consulting, Miao Huai confirmed that this spiritual pill could be used at most for three boxes. The first box had the best effect, the second box's effect would drop, the third box's effect would drop again, and after three boxes, the strengthening effect would saturate, making it unusable for life.

"Soul-Burning Potion," for others, was because its specificity was too poor; forced use would lead to death.

The competition rules have already been publicized; the event time is only the morning of June 5, and it is too late to change it temporarily.

He first wanted Ya Lun to collect the DNA left behind by Dick, then invite researchers from all global Vought branch laboratories to jointly study Dick's genes. Of course, to ensure the sample quantity was sufficient, someone would need to help collect samples in the future. As for how to collect, too much detail was not allowed to be written.

Zhuo Jie suddenly remembered Tang Yingying saying he was a bit better than Mo Chen and agreed quite a bit. At least, he had figured it out himself. Unlike Mo Chen, who relied on others reminding him for so long before understanding the key point.

As long as there is a shred of fear in the heart, this emotion will be amplified, evolving into terror. Even those types who go crazier the more terrified they are will eventually lose their reason due to unbearable fright.

Seeing this, Li Ke knew that his mother probably still didn't know the difference between a martial arts sect like Qingcheng Sect and ordinary commoners of the Jianghu.

They passed through a corridor paved with gold, walked through the gambling palace symbolizing desire, and amidst the beauty, another person lingered and wandered, finally falling into depravity, being bitten by a succubus revealing her true face, and then falling into the purgatory space beneath the ground.