Chapter 182: Dumplings and vinegar

After the meal was finished, Lü Yuehua busied herself with clearing the bowls and chopsticks, and Han Jiaren went upstairs with her younger brother and sister.

Xiang Wentian made Zhongzhou his base camp, also because he valued the future development potential of Zhongzhou, as well as its irreplaceable status as a transportation hub.

He brewed sword intent, the sword heart in his body was running crazily, and his dantian emitted misty energy, supporting Chu Tianze's consumption of true essence.

It seemed as if a group of invisible flames were burning in Chu Tianze's body. Chu Tianze's eyes suddenly became indifferent, without the slightest emotion.

He listed several names for Chu Tianze. Even if Chu Tianze chose names himself, they didn't sound good, and he could tell that these names were really not good.

"Since you can see through it, then I can rest assured." Wang Airen finally revealed a smile from his worried expression.

"Alright, alright, you keep it for me! Without a charger, this phone is not as good as a brick!" Zhao Feng rolled his eyes.

At this time, the "Dragon Blood Warrior" was preparing to use the recall skill to return to the city, but was interrupted by the cannonballs of Captain Gangplank. Because the "Dragon Blood Warrior" had already suffered very serious damage, naturally there was no way to face the cannonball attack of Captain Gangplank, so it was eliminated after a while.

One word from him, Tang Ning, as long as he didn't entangle the other party, the other party could let them go; if he insisted on making a contribution and disregarded the lives of his subordinates, even if the disciples didn't say anything, from now on, no one would be loyal to him.

It could be seen that this Consort Huan wanted to be stolen by Mo Li. Even when carried on his shoulder, she didn't struggle, but she still had to put on an act, and she still had to shout "Let me go" a few times.

Nanfeng took the money bag in his hand, looked at the flower building manager, didn't say anything, turned around, and left.

Su Huai and Fang Jin were in the front. Seeing Wu Dashan and the others chasing up again, Su Huai said, "It is already like this, and they are still chasing; I fear there are reinforcements."

"It's okay, you will grow up eventually!" Although he didn't know why Huang Xuxu felt disappointed because he was fifteen, Lin Liang still comforted her.

"Okay, Principal." Lafi said angrily. Qian Pengsheng was the strongest person in Lasolun City, the city lord, and also the principal of this school.

Lin Yong was burned so badly by the spice that he finally recovered. When he looked up, a black sock was right in front of him, swaying left and right.

Lin Yong was overjoyed, kissed the forehead of the order, turned around, and ran in the direction Tu Ying left.

Liuyun smiled. He seemed to have cast off those worldly shackles all at once, stretched, and walked toward the Reaper Hotel.

"Hiss, hiss." The Green-Toothed Elephant sprayed two long white breaths from its nose, looking angrily at Mu Zifei in front of it, its hind legs stomping hard on the ground, preparing to give Mu Zifei a fatal blow at any moment.

Ever since Su Huai's internal power greatly increased, the status of the shepherd boy among the servants also rose with the tide. Besides the original duty, there was naturally more admiration for Su Huai.

Coach Tian Yuan of Ichidai Sanko watched Seido walk off the field, his eyes flashing with burning fighting spirit. He was a very passionate person, a mentor who believed in his players very much.

Sure enough, before the explosion's firelight disappeared, four golden flying swords shot out from the flames. These flying swords completed their acceleration under the cover of the firelight. The Evil God who released the skill couldn't dodge in time and could only activate a skill to resist this attack head-on. But immediately following, a golden sword light approached along the ground.

Finally hearing the Emperor's words: "Exempt from courtesy, rise," Jia Lian couldn't wait to stand up.

Early the next morning, Qin Ye came to the set early again. He had always been sensitive to time; it could be said that he was unwilling to waste a single second.

A battle like a myth and legend appeared before everyone's eyes like this. This was probably what made games fascinating—in reality, we are subject to various constraints and carved into square, regular shapes, but here, people have found their true selves.

Especially the equipment used by the contestants to sing; in order not to affect the quality of the songs, the program team purchased world-class top-tier equipment configurations.

"Alright, you know how to play better than your son..." Qin Ye teased his mother, but in his heart, Qin Ye was quite happy for his parents.

This place would be one of the two strong-crossing ferry points. Looking across the river, one could see the monument commemorating the Polish poet and revolutionary Mickiewicz: it was lucky, not destroyed by mortar shells like the buildings beside it, just having more bullet and shrapnel marks on its lower right side.

Seeing this dirty, crazy-acting old beggar, Li Xiao couldn't help but frown. He actually felt a familiar yet mysterious aura from the other party, but how could he encounter that kind of aura here? The other party's identity was definitely not a simple beggar, or was it that he was hallucinating?

Keisha was right. If she had been decisive and launched the Great Judgment at that time, then everything might not have happened, and so many people wouldn't have died.

Hua Xieyue closed her eyes gently. Sure enough, even though Yulin Xiuze was her brother, as a Prince, his suspicion was too heavy. Was it that Su Muxue trusted her more?

Seeing such a scene, Ruhuan couldn't help but chuckle and whisper a few words to Leng Xiuze.

"Damn it, this demon has caused the people in the city to riot. We must not let it go!" The young commander on the main fighter jet said angrily.

Several months had passed, and the destruction caused by the Nine-Tails had been repaired. Everything that hadn't been repaired was caused by Hagoromo—simply put, Hagoromo dug an artificial river tens of meters deep, over a hundred meters wide, and fifty kilometers long in an instant. This was just the aftermath of the attack.

A gang of horse bandits holding blood-stained knives and axes blocked their way. Ruo Ao Ziyong watched them shouting and clamoring to rush up, kill them all, and rob their property and horses, but he only had a hundred followers beside him; how could he defeat these hundreds of horse bandits who killed and robbed?

Xiguang was speechless for a moment, feeling a bit amused in her heart. Aunt Lin was still so spicy, and her speech was still so fashionable and direct.

Feng Chen knew very well that this former Japanese Minister of the Interior had always advocated peaceful diplomacy with Britain and the United States, advocated faithfully maintaining the Emperor's rule in Japan, and opposed military interference in politics. ===== CHAPTER 183 =====