Chapter 77: Troublesome Matters

Aolang held a large package of finely made dried meat, wrapped with many smoked cheeses and nuts, while Mudi carried two large bottles of wine.

Under Shaji's lead, the two knocked on the door of Nazia's heavy mechanical wagon.

"Who is it!" The voice from inside sounded somewhat impatient.

The door was pulled open. Nazia, with messy hair, glanced at the two outside, then her gaze shifted downward, landing on Shaji.

"You brat still know..."

"Then take some when we leave." After Ao Xue finished speaking, she and Ao Jun took the pastries and teapot out of the kitchen.

This tower has three sides, each side no more than one zhang, which is three meters. To reach the top requires a certain development space; that is, for a martial artist to climb the tower, they need at least a one-meter range.

Xia Nuanyan knelt straight down, one step, two steps, three steps. The funeral procession circled the city once, then entered Huang Leng. For the ten-mile long road, she knelt, passing it step by step.

"Alright, stop talking, come inside and sit for a while. I'll wash my hands, then I'll be right over!" Xiao Mei ushered me into the north room, then went to wash her hands.

Li Shou put the cigarette back. It wasn't that he had turned over a new leaf, but rather he realized the lighter was still in the shop.

"Why not answer? Do you also feel he won't come out tonight?" Xia Nuanyan smiled vaguely, her voice so soft it had no strength, as if just a breath exhaled from her throat.

The palace maid led Xia Nuanyan to Fiber Cloud Palace, where the Crown Prince resided. The Emperor and Chu Yingtian were playing chess, while Jun Shinuo had just become the strategist beside Chu Yingtian.

Zhao Xiaochen also slept very comfortably this time. Although the rain outside was heavy and the sound loud, it did not affect anyone here's sleep quality at all; they slept until dawn.

Whether from anger or from drinking, old Lao Guan was now red-faced and red-necked.

"Purple River Chariot" means embryo, which began to look down on experts. The expert's son, however, greatly admired his father and also obtained an embryo to eat, unexpectedly gaining great power as well.

Hearing this, Cheng Pu's anger surged, and he was about to leave the camp to fight, but Xiahou Dun held him down. Just as he was about to persuade him, the distant shouting and cursing of Gan Ning leading the Han Army came from outside again.

"Good!" Ning Qixue replied. Just then, that jade-like, agar-like "boundary" suddenly made a gurgling sound, followed by a hand-shaped object protruding.

To advance the If-Hiding Technique's movement further, one could say it is within this space, or one could say it is not within this space. The reason experts at the Tribulation Crossing Stage in the world can instantly return from the Mortal World to the Grotto-Heaven and Blessed Land is because they master the If-Hiding Technique.

Hope not to make a big fuss; if there is any matter, speak properly, do not launch a large-scale joint petition.

"Ah, Al-chan, I'm so scared, let's listen to them." I hid behind Al's back. Seeing my weak performance, the thugs laughed even more happily; perhaps they thought they could get a shot in, maybe that's what they were thinking.

Seeing each one close their eyes to cultivate, and sensing that the opportunity power no longer supported them, Chen Zheng understood that he had already plundered the opportunities of these tens of billions of people; to gain more opportunities, he must bring in a new batch.

"No, I came to observe this nation's destruction." Cernius shook his head and said calmly.

He finally understood that in Hu Yizhou's tactical plan for landing on Holy Ascension Island, the nation's naval forces had already been considered; the appearance of the Empire's second aircraft carrier fleet was to tie down the nation's naval forces.

"Mama, don't be so angry, it's just that one ordinary person died. Getting so angry, could it be your illegitimate child?" The face under Yao Yue's mask said with a cheap expression.

The Nether River also understood this point; though he had not emerged from the Blood Sea for years, he knew the Primordial Chaos quite well.

Hei Tu felt a bit embarrassed being stared at; his cheeks flushed slightly, and he raised his right hand to scratch his face as a cover.