Chapter 106: How much? 450!?

Do you still remember what you did after the college entrance exam, the moment you suddenly shed your identity as a high school senior?

Was it the clatter of keyboards and mice, fully satisfying your gaming addiction in an internet cafe?

Was it drinking and making merry, getting dead drunk for the first time?

Or was it using "staying the night at a best friend's/brother's place" as an excuse to quietly take the first step toward becoming an adult?

Or perhaps you crafted [Equipment], lost weight, fulfilled a vow, bought a computer, and incidentally wrote half a novel.

But regardless of how you spent it—

Song Zheng thought he had already passed the stage of psychological preparation, but after taking out the Fat and Thin duo, he realized this stage was still ongoing.

The giant shears were shattered by the black furnace; the yellow-faced old man’s complexion turned pale, his body trembled, and he retreated several steps.

Li Ren nodded and said: "Very good. In just ten days, we can turn back and enter the mountains. Go!" Fang Ning accepted the order and withdrew.

Seeing his worried expression, Xu Xian'er did not dare to disturb his thoughts. It wasn't until the low exhaust sound of a car came from outside that Han Xiao was still deep in thought.

She had once had the thought of never marrying. Perhaps she was already accustomed to Wang Feng, accustomed to the heroic image of the young man in green military uniform, accustomed to a special forces soldier whose Wu Gong was invincible, accustomed to everything about Wang Feng. It was already very difficult for her to get accustomed to anything else.

"Dean Bei, you are too polite! Please forgive us for arriving late." The thin, tall elder walking in front smiled faintly and hurriedly cupped his hands in return; the other elders and attendants also cupped their hands in return.

"Don't give me that shit. One word: are you moving this car or not? If you don't, I'm going to smash it!" the spicy hot pot shop owner said in a rage.

"Auntie Li, let's go back and talk about it. It's getting late, and Divine Physician Ye needs to rest, so we won't disturb him," Yu Man said immediately.

After this incident, the good mood of these people had been completely ruined by Xiao Yi. How could they still have the heart to eat, drink, and have fun? They only wanted to leave as quickly as possible.

The Grand Master of the Imperial Stud stammered twice, and before he could finish speaking, he was directly cleaved by King Zhou with a sword, blood splashing three feet high.

Mother Nan feared having no one to rely on in her old age, Emperor Qiyuan feared becoming a puppet, and the concubines in the palace feared having no favor or children. And her father, Li Qingzhi, who refused to listen to her advice and yield, probably also had things he feared.

Just as Qin Yun was pondering, a sudden palpitation struck his heart. He had no time to think; his years of rich experience made him subconsciously pull Ao Kun and execute "Distance as Small as the World," instantly disappearing from the restaurant.

Li Zhi rested in the shrine for a while before taking his retinue outside. But as soon as he reached the entrance of the shrine, he saw dozens of old people and farmers holding jars and pots coming up.

"By the way, Prince, I wonder how many Winged People are currently in the capital, and among them, how many are commoners? How many are nobles? Before I left the capital, the Emperor was somewhat curious," Qin Yun suddenly said, causing the previously somewhat noisy hall to fall into a sudden silence.

Yet today, those banners of the Tiger-Brave Army, each painted with a tiger's head, were fluttering on the city walls of Paris.

Calculating it this way, after deducting the sixty shi of land rent for the General, a farmer couple could collect forty shi of grain into their granary.

The Yong'an Army was already world-renowned, and Xiao Yi had reached the rank of Regional Commander. Every soldier of the Yong'an Army had their own goal to strive for, but Xiao Yi, who gave them the goal to strive for, was feeling somewhat hesitant.

The strategy of "to kill the bandits, first kill the king" was indeed correct! Once Meng Mengqi died, the "faith network" centered on him instantly collapsed. Under the pressure of his will, the Gek apes fighting the humans immediately stopped, and in less than a second, almost all the Gek apes fell into chaos.

It was not raining outside the ward. Tonight, Hongjing was exceptionally dark and dry. In the room, there wasn't even the clatter of keyboards or the rapid clicking of mice; they were all waiting for Duan Yang's email.