Chapter 497

Wenbi Peak, Shiguan Gorge, middle section, outside the guest stone cave.

Many people were waiting here.

Liu Xiaolou stood before the stone cave door, watching Mi Tao hopping and skipping outside the cave. He watched her crowd around Diao Daoyi, Gao Changjiang, and Qingzhu, not knowing what they were whispering about in a conspiracy. A smile always bloomed on her face; it seemed she was not nervous in the slightest.

Diao Daoyi, Gao Changjiang, Qingzhu, and others sat on scattered stones, listening to Mi Tao's whispers while casually—

However, Cheng Feng thought over and over again and almost guessed their strategy. He admired them greatly in his heart, but although he had guessed it, he did not tell anyone. Feeling bored himself, he leaned against the ground and fell into a deep sleep, waiting for the great battle in the evening.

"What?" Chu Hemeng, who was lost in thought about whether to return a call to Xing Haodong, only lifted her head after a moment.

Shen Duan Lang was about to ask clearly, but a name that had been echoing in his mind for several days suddenly flashed through his brain. Qu Wurong's name also contained the character "Rong"; could it be her? It couldn't be such a coincidence, could it?

"Empress, those are all things of the past. You don't know the full story, and I don't think there is any need for us to have any problems between us because of this matter." Shen Yeru knew she couldn't outtalk Hela Min'er at this moment, but she knew Hela Min'er couldn't get any evidence.

Sitting upright at the highest point, Du Chong only divided a sliver of his mind to spy on Kushina's battle, while he himself was wrapped in lightning, comprehending the power of Lightning Release.

Qing Zhan knew that Heimu County had many demons, so he took four thousand of the five thousand divine beast soldiers he commanded, leaving the remaining one thousand knights for the King to use in case of emergency.

Miraculously, Meng Po's soup and the water of the River of Oblivion could not mix; the pale yellow Meng Po's soup and the black water of the River of Oblivion were clearly distinct, like well water not interfering with river water.

Chu Hemeng then realized the meaning of Xing Haodong's words. He liked to sit in helicopters; could it be because of this reason?

It turned out the menu clearly read: Hell Recipes, First Level: Tongue-Pulling, Second Level: Scissors, Third Level: Iron Tree... all the way to the eighteenth level, and one page listed some dish names.

Therefore, everyone now, including the four late-stage Divine Emperors, knew that they must join forces to exterminate Ning Yitian.

The few of them no longer paid attention to the people stunned on the spot and walked toward the predetermined direction, their steps light, not at all like people who had been robbed.

One week later, the Republic of Venice sent such a signal to the Mediterranean region: Venetian merchants were using Portuguese gold coins to conduct transactions in Naples.

"What is this situation?" Ma Qi was a bit dumbfounded. It was just a big pit with nothing in it; it would have been better if it didn't exist.

And no matter how Sun Jian chose, it must be said that he had to hurry, because the war between Cao Cao and Yan Bai Hu could not actually be launched on a large scale; at least before Cao Cao returned from Hanzhong to defend, it was impossible.

Ryan shouted a few more times, but there was still no response. The Duke was a bit disappointed; it seemed this trip was a wasted effort.

After all, Killua had told him about the things he had done since he was 6 years old; it would be strange if he weren't shocked.

Lin Ziyun was a young man who had transmigrated from the modern era; he had his own pride. He did not want to owe others, so he would rather struggle in pain and live his days in torment.

Amidst the audience's incredulous expressions, the lineups of both sides were officially locked in.

The two spoke heart-to-heart, talking about many things from the past, from the Algarve to John I of Lisbon, and then to the process of unifying the Iberian Peninsula.

Ye Cangchen and Ye Yunlan leaned against the bedside, while Ye Ziyan, who was guarding on the side, looked at Ye Cangchen with a slightly complex expression—there was anticipation, reliance, and even more uncertainty.

I asked Luo Feng where these people were brought back from, and Luo Feng replied that they were all brought back from that village.

Rou'er, on the side, did not dare to step forward, but her heart was amused by the helpless and disappointed expression of Vimacitra. She wanted to laugh but didn't dare, so she could only stand on the side watching and waiting.

"Great Elder, what's wrong?" A yellow-robed Elder beside him also noticed the change in the Great Elder's demeanor and hurriedly said in a low voice.

In fact, what Yin Xiang said was only the tip of the iceberg; he did not tell the whole truth of the matter. This was also due to his own selfishness, because he hoped that he could "start over" with Su Ning, and he did not want Su Ning to be shackled by past events again.

"So when the darkness strikes, it is also when the Emperor Yuan is old and about to fall; it can be said to be taking advantage of someone's precarious position..." Fang Qi shook his head and said.

Xu Yan was handcuffed and could not resist. Fortunately, those few police officers had already reacted and pulled Xu Fang away in time.

Since Jiang Shan had spoken to this extent, Fire Fox would not say anything more. Anyway, they were just some low-level bandits. If the Second Battalion of the Third Regiment couldn't even win this kind of battle, then they might as well pack their bags together and roll out of Hunter. With this combat effectiveness, staying would only be a joke.

Sure enough, a middle-aged man was sitting in the hall, his clothes luxurious; he must be Master Fang.

Ling Qi looked at Bai Chengyue, "However, I feel a bit aggrieved." As he spoke, he looked at Ye Sitian, who had already begun to eat. How could he have no impression at all?

At this moment, the Blood Prison not only had eighteen iron bars but also possessed a protective shield, looking both bloody and eerie, yet indestructible.

A sweet smile was still lingering on her face, and her whole body was exuding a feeling of happiness.

Moreover, it should have a lot to do with the person named Li Qiang on the playground. He always felt uneasy, so he made an excuse that he had something to do and returned.

Mingzhu's eyes brightened instantly, "Hot, hot spring?" She thought she had auditory hallucinations.

"Since Miss Jian wants to dispose of him, why not do it right here? Shall we dispose of him for you?" Anyway, the Demon Lord only said he wanted him alive; a missing arm or leg shouldn't matter.