Chapter 103: Having Good Equipment Is Very Important!

Du Yu felt relieved that she was accustomed to keeping important items that might arouse suspicion in her spatial storage, so the cabinet in the west room where she lived held only her everyday clothes.

Xiao Jingsheng shook hands with Maria. Maria was somewhat puzzled: An Xia's parents, one surnamed Xiao and the other Huo, yet neither shared An Xia's surname. What was going on? Of course, Wang Lei found it equally strange, but no one asked.

Just those few divine artifacts were enough to be terrifying; he truly found it hard to imagine what the scene would be like.

After exhaling several long breaths through his large nose, the camel tried to use his consciousness to locate Qingqing, but it was in vain.

He seemed as if he had been frightened by this matter, so all the way he kept turning his head to look at Nanxiang.

However, Heizi dared not simply take them away immediately; otherwise, if they couldn't enter the Giant Tree Forest later, that would be trouble.

Hearing that the orphan of Marquis Qin had suffered a second persecution at the General's Mansion, the Emperor immediately agreed to his request for an Imperial Physician and even dispatched a eunuch from his side to accompany them.

His mother, Lady Zheng, had sewn all the banknotes into the hidden compartments of her inner garment, the saying being: as long as the person is here, the garment remains.

Su Hai drugged the wine for Ling Qi and the others, disguised himself as a waiter, and went in personally to serve and open the wine for them.

Yin Jiangzi said he happened to raise a camel, which he had pulled out from a deep, old forest by a stroke of luck, and had kept it ever since as a mount.

"You, a native of Jingcheng, can never shake off that rustic air. Fine, today, if you win against me, this carriage is yours! But what if you lose?" Wang Xianquan smiled, shook his head, and pointed at Zhou Huangyang.

The Lost Bar was originally an option, but it wasn't convenient to go to a bar after dinner tonight. If it were tomorrow night, it would be better to simply arrange to eat together. He had time at noon, but Bai Yun was probably very busy; they could only have a simple work meal, which would seem insincere.

In Li Yaohua's impression, Xu Huai was a very patient person; this appearance was indeed rare.

The Swift Scout looked at the food shop across the diagonal with a long queue outside its door and curved his eyes into crescent moons.

The black-cloaked figure's body suddenly dispersed like smoke, then ghost-like, clung to Cheng Yang's body, instantly transforming into a surging black mist. Two long ropes formed from the black mist rapidly climbed up Cheng Yang's chest to his face; their fronts paused like tentacles, about to drill into Cheng Yang's nostrils.

Everyone else had finished mostly; they took the bodies of the Son of the Forest and insects like spiders first, leaving the rest behind.

He hadn't expected that one opponent hadn't even made a move, while the other, in the instant he struck, shattered his Ninth-Rank Spirit Sword and battle armor. Such cultivation was simply unfathomable; even thinking with one's heels would reveal what realm of expert the opponent was.

The Slaughter Battle Armor was like a phoenix reborn from fire, emitting dazzling, brilliant light, then finally slowly fading away, turning once again into a green robe that enveloped Cheng Yang, further highlighting Cheng Yang's beauty as if made of jade.

After hearing her explanation, everyone finally understood what was happening; connecting all the events of tonight made perfect sense. Was the truth really as she said?

"Good!" Mude Feier holstered his pistol, stepped forward, and pulled Qin Zimu into his arms. He signaled the two to release An Ke'er and Li Yan. Li Yan wanted to say something, but Qin Zimu shook her head at her, looked at the exit, and signaled them to leave first.

Yu Wan spoke uneasily from the side: "The mansion's doctors have come to examine her; they all say there is nothing wrong, just that she moves too little, causing some blockage in the meridians. Moving around more will fix it, but I still feel it is not quite right."

Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day Princess Tianyin was to be married. Several days of heavy rain in the preceding days had truly worried the people of the grasslands, but fortunately, today was another bright, sunny day.

When Heizi's carriage stopped at the courtyard gate, Jiang Se stretched her neck to look outside, thinking it must be her man returning. Sure enough, Qingyun appeared again, her long skirt fluttering. "Sister-in-law." Her voice was sweet.

Little did they know that the second half of the phrase describing Elder Qingzhu was actually: "Subtle fragrance floats over the snow of Tianshan."

Yang Lan'er was extremely cautious in her heart; she was not so arrogant as to truly despise Lancaster, but it was a tactical necessity.

"Miss Mu, what is wrong with you?" Liu Chengyu looked at Mu Xiaoxiao, who was not far from him, and finally asked the question.

Just as Tian Yue escaped the encirclement, more than twenty Tribulation-Realm cultivators suddenly rushed out from Shangyun Fortress. The cultivators inside the formation had seen Tian Yue and the others' reactions clearly; they judged that Tian Yue had indeed drawn away the cultivators from Qingfeng and the Mingyue Pavilion, which was exactly what they wanted.

Having been publicly slapped in the face by Princess Kejing, whom he despised, Mo Yuan's face turned purple. It was beyond description as ugly; the cold, fierce, and terrifying killing intent frightened the people around him, who hurriedly retreated.

Dan Yidao paused at this sentence; that Young Master looked like he would get drunk after a few cups.

At the very beginning, she was a child from a poor family who met Brother Hua. But a few years later, when she returned to that father's mansion, what was the final result? She returned to the past; she not only lost Brother Hua but also lost her identity.

After singing her only two lines of lyrics, which were the chorus climax, Qi Yu completed his first public performance since traveling through time.

Lowering the flight altitude could indeed increase the hit rate, but it would also expose the space warship to the risk of being destroyed by high-level Heavenly Demons.

"So, even if I say I don't like it, you will continue to do this." Xie Maoyan's mood suddenly plummeted to the extreme. It would have been better not to say anything; if he had restrained himself, he would not have faced such a cruel result for him.

After all, on this journey, whether in terms of gains or thrills, there were simply too many.

The artillery fire was dazzling, blocking our sun for tomorrow. The sky was filled with the chaotic clatter of iron sheets. In the space of the battle above their heads, countless huge fragments shattered and fell down one after another.