Chapter 277: Is a Blank Sheet of Paper Okay?

Zhai Da held a blank sheet of paper that had no changes, feeling it was simply inconceivable.

A piece of paper is equipment—what kind of concept is that?

The room for imagination here is too great, even if it only has a 24-hour validity period.

Can smaller things work? Glass beads? Stones? Tree leaves?

The effect can only be retained for 24H... but the system didn't seem to say that the "intermediate link" white invalid negatives also had a time limit.

If one took many white...

Every time at this moment, Hacker would always mercilessly slap down, slapping Cotton on the head.

It was simple, elegant, had all the advantages of an ancient zither, yet had no flaws. Everything was perfect and flawless, as if it were not something that should exist in the human world. This was the ancestor of zithers, the Nine-Palace Zither.

Xu Yang said while playing games: "Eight or nine out of ten, it's bringing some dangerous animals and plants to Yuquan Mountain to mutate."

The two were silent, their eyes staring blankly at the palace. The firelight that had originally been lit had been extinguished by more than half, with only a few scattered points flickering on the open space in front of the main hall.

In her dreams, she was a cold and aloof Pluto. She had two good friends, and the three of them often played chess and frolicked on the other shore.

No way, they had already received secret instructions before coming. This time, they must kill everyone who had come to surround the Hongxiang Chamber of Commerce. Otherwise, if any survivors were left to cause trouble for the Prefect, they wouldn't need to live either.

Who dares to say this isn't the most effective method? Ye Han is too cunning. Is he planning to dig away all the customers of Paramount? I asked the heavens in silence.

The thrust of the broadsword pushed Daoist Yunkong back half a step, and Liu Suifeng himself was also shaken back half a step.

The government soldiers had just put away their bows and arrows, not expecting to be asked to raise them again. They really couldn't figure out what Chunyu Qiong was singing. Helplessly, they bent their bows and set arrows, aiming at Hongxiang inside the door again, ready to strike.

If what Huang Yingying said was true, then why are there only human countries on Earth now, and no places where vampires, fairies, and goblins gather?

The person in the painting sat cross-legged, comprehending the experiences of this period. The embryonic world formed when the Divine Domain and the sea of consciousness world merged before was incomplete and lacked source power. Now it is conceivable that source power is the collective term for various elemental powers.

The tomb seemed ordinary but was shrouded in an invisible force. All the enemies who followed in were instantly killed, turning into meat paste. However, when this force entered his body, it didn't explode but instead lurked and gathered.

The seawater was filled with thousands of strands of chaos energy. At this time, the chaos energy was different from the past, mixed with layers of source power. Faintly, two intertwining forces of yin and yang could be seen together, with yin and yang reaching a balance.

No one expected that Black Three, the big fat pig that was about to be eaten by Sun Ze, would suddenly turn into a man-eating tiger, and that thirty of the fifty people he brought were experts. In just an instant, they subdued the Sun family.

So, just as Yuan Shao, based on the idea that they were all from the old Yuan family, wanted to give Yuan Shu some face—if Yu She could really cut down Hua Xiong, he would record a merit for Yuan Shu—and was chatting enthusiastically with Yuan Shu, his subordinate reported that Yu She had been cut down, along with his horse, by Hua Xiong in three moves.

"Who?" Wang Xian looked around in horror, finally seeing a hazy figure behind the Four Gentlemen screen of plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum. The laughter came from behind the screen.

It should be said that Simon was actually the most capable of survival among Erza's former companions. If it weren't for saving Erza, Simon wouldn't have died. Of course, perhaps it was precisely because he knew too much that he was killed by the plot.

Yun Wan wept silently. She knew that everything was too late now. Letting the tiger return to the mountain, wanting to capture it again, was simply harder than ascending to heaven.