Chapter 120: All Lies, Lies!

"Why haven't you left yet?" Yun Yixuan felt the gaze of Chu Qinghuan, which seemed like pity, and his low voice carried displeasure.

This was one of the spell-like abilities the Bato Demon excelled at: High-Level Teleportation, capable of teleporting objects up to fifty pounds besides oneself, but the Flame Longsword he carried with him was not subject to this restriction.

After his stomach could no longer hold anything, he leaned back against the chair, let out a long sigh, and recounted his miserable experience to everyone.

Hearing her say this, Li Xun naturally could not continue asking, so he lowered his head and pondered which of his words had gone wrong. Who knew that after walking only a few more steps, Ming Ji suddenly turned around; Li Xun lost his focus for a moment and almost collided head-on with her.

"Ding, where is your 'Primordial Fish'? I've heard you artificially incubate 'Flower' Eels; this is very cutting-edge biotechnology. I think we can cooperate long-term." Dr. Anderson seemed to know quite a lot of information.

While speaking, he kept making gestures, yet the words he said were still not very clear to Yuan Zhenxia.

Liu Zhongsheng's face turned green; he had no strength left in his entire body, his feet felt as if they were filled with lead, and he could not take a single step. At this moment, two discipline inspection cadres walked up, grabbed his arms, and led him out of the office door.

Here, we solemnly mourn all our compatriots who perished in the disaster and send our sincere blessings to the compatriots in the disaster-stricken areas, hoping they will rebuild their homes soon.

"Do you really agree to take us with you?" Tai Sui's words made these people's eyes widen; their mud-stained faces showed nothing but surprise and joy.

He had a certain understanding of Liu Mo's strength, and this challenge was within his expectations. If Liu Mo could win, then without a doubt, the status of a Second-Rate Disciple would be firmly established, unshakable by anyone.

Just as everyone was hesitating, a figure suddenly rushed into the pond. In a few strokes, he swam to Ye Yuqing's side, and in no time, brought Ye Xueqing to the shore.

However, just as the two were about to act in a rage, this world seemed to tremble.

Moreover, only by becoming stronger would he have more confidence to kill the ghost, and then use the jade pendant to enhance his physical constitution.

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng suddenly activated the Lingbo Weibu movement technique, accelerating once more as he charged toward the dense forest ahead.

Just as Lei Dong and the others were preparing to enter the hall, an old servant with a kind face walked out from the hall, and he seemed quite familiar with Iris.

He felt a bit more fondness for Ye Yuhong and told her that since she had already promised Qingyu to protect her here, she could ask him for help with anything.

The first thing heard was the chaotic cries for help and the shouts of battle. Outside the window, dark shadows were dense; under the light of the Human Soul Fire, the outside was like ghosts dancing wildly.

And he had started cultivating at the age of ten; this year he is twenty, having cultivated for exactly ten years.

Turning his head to apologize, he found that Ye Liguo was wearing only a thin inner robe; just looking at it made one feel a chill.

"What!?" Xue Hao was instantly dumbfounded. How could this be? He and Mu Meng had met by chance; how could she have such thoughts?

Xue Hao silently cursed in his heart and stomped his foot to retreat. Looking at the Green Leaf Grass just inches away, Xue Hao unwillingly stepped back several paces to create distance from the Po Yuan Beast.

But after the Snow Wolf swung its blade, it did not meet resistance as expected. Instead, a black curtain descended from the sky, enveloping him. The Snow Wolf slashed hard, tearing the black shirt on Lu Yu's body. When the Snow Wolf raised its head again to look forward, Lu Yu had already vanished.

"Then from our world's barbaric era to the ascended cultivators of ancient times, what is the highest realm roughly like? Do you know?" Bei Xixue asked.

Originally, the engagement ceremony between Yang Yuan and Xue Wei should have been held half a month ago, but because Yang Yuan is currently focused on genetic research and has no time to attend to other matters, and as the prospective bride, Xue Wei's enthusiasm was also low, so the engagement ceremony was postponed accordingly.

"In fact, the mist here is merely a manifestation; it is not the key to the problem. The key lies in the fact that there is a large tomb of immortals from that time here. This is the fundamental reason why mist arises here, yet it is non-toxic and cannot be dispelled," the person said.

It must be said that after days of torment, the Half-Dragon King had lost serious confidence in himself. Now, even if he found help, he did not think of completely solving the problem of Liang Dingkun, but rather finding the cause.

Because this place was clearly preserved by human hands, this rejection was, without surprise, the work of a great power from ancient times. If one fell into the depths of time and space, such a vast place, after such a long time, would surely be torn apart by spatial turbulence and would no longer exist by now.

A somewhat malicious voice made Lu Tian shiver all over, as if being watched by a natural predator. The Wu Huang Blade in his hand buzzed, seemingly warning Lu Tian that danger was approaching.

Suddenly, he thought of Jiang Feng demonstrating their sect's martial techniques; no wonder he spoke like that.

The two Dou Kings had not yet neutralized the force of Yang Shan's strike; affected by the Wind Gales, their Dou Qi wings completely failed, and they fell from the sky.

Unfortunately, the Martyr did not give him this opportunity; the subsequent attacks were all dodged by it.

Lan Yue, however, had a somewhat strange expression on his face; at this moment, it was quite hard to guess what he was thinking. He wished me safety and then found a place to rest.

Baring his teeth and grinning at the two people beside him, he saw they were wearing Eighth Route Army uniforms, and his eyes lit up.

He merely glanced casually and discovered that these spiritual herbs were all capable of extending life, and among them were one hundred low-grade spirit stones.

"Damn, we seem to be surrounded," Sha Jinglong said hurriedly, noticing the dense monsters all around.

This goes without saying; it must be the idea of that older brother. To gain money without losing anything; for someone like him, this was simply something he would desperately want to do, wasn't it?

Even Ziyefeng, who was in the midst of it, was filled with a bit more twilight gloom. On the wobbly commute, he felt an impulse to close his eyes and sleep forever.

"Master, let us follow you and go together to the capital of Qin Province!" Mu Tianchen pleaded.

He had seen the production manual for this thing at Sakura's place; it was made using flies and cockroaches.

Seeing this scene, Bai Xuan couldn't help but be stunned. According to normal development, shouldn't Ye Feng have fled? But why did this fellow come forward?