Chapter 131: Two-Zero: The Terrifying Dominance of the Ultimate Dream Team!
"Let us congratulate the LPL!"
"Yes, congratulations to them; they've taken the first game, leading one to zero for now."
The three commentators' congratulatory cheers came as NA's blue-side crystal shattered. Xiao Cang proactively steered the conversation downward, "Hey, do you two think who will be the MVP of the first match?"
Who will be the MVP?
Sister, isn't that asking the obvious?
Tsk tsk, indeed, only a talented, wealthy handsome man can attract people.
"Hey, sister, what are you thinking about? I see your eyes are closed." Yin Niang looked at Hong Xian with a grin.
At this moment, Su Xi and Xiao Zhan were helping Old Master Su prepare medicinal herbs. Under Su Xi and Xiao Zhan's persuasion, Old Master Su finally agreed to go with them to Jingcheng in three days.
"Pay respects to the Eldest Senior Brother! Whatever the Eldest Senior Brother commands, we will obey without exception!" One disciple threw himself down to bow, and the others immediately followed.
"Yelu Deguang once marched all the way south to Kaifeng City, just like the Jin troops now!" Xiaoyao Zi said.
After looking, Old Shen pulled a replica Type 64 from his lower back, racked the bolt, gripped the pistol with his right hand, and hid it under his clothes.
Just like that, they unwillingly touched those zombie yin soldiers and advanced for most of the day. Whether it was because their eyes had adapted to the darkness or because there was indeed some light around, Wu Xie and Fatty began to be able to see the outlines of things a little bit.
By the time all the surveillance probes at the various locations were installed and debugged, it was already late at night again. However, what satisfied me was that the pinhole cameras in those surveillance devices actually had night-vision functions; the price was a bit high, but they were indeed necessary.
The noon meal was still brought to her by Qin Siyang. Since it wasn't as delicious as when he made it, she only ate a little bit.
Li Zi Yang glanced at him, a strange expression unconsciously rising at the corner of his mouth. He casually waved the array flag in his hand and began to chant.
Jing Hao finally obediently shut his mouth. After a while, he realized he was in Dugu Xize's arms and quickly scrambled out.
"Father, you're back," Gu Qingchen came to the front hall in high spirits, forgetting to put on his shoes for a moment and running over barefoot.
"Alright, alright, let's get to the main point. If you want me to survive here, you definitely have to let me learn some of your... what was it... magic spells, right? How does one learn this thing?" Sikong Jin finally deemed it worth stopping the jokes, after all, survival is the main business.
Now, those old folks who originally supported Quentin's rise to power brag about it outside every day.
With his voice, a map of Wuding Commandery instantly floated up in Zhang Chu's mind, rapidly pinpointing the location of Shuchen County.
Seeing this, he was instantly extremely helpless. Looking at the guards before the palace gate who stood like statues, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and step forward.
No wonder Old Master Chen could have such confidence; he probably foresaw this day long ago, or perhaps he had been waiting for this day all along.
The people here were the first to suffer the most ferocious attack. At this moment, the power of the Demon-Hating Sword could not be compared to when it was in Chu Xuan's hands.
On the mobile phone screen was a photo of Su Nian participating in the medicine ball competition that morning. In the photo, she held the ball, bent backward, with a very serious expression, even somewhat strained. Her movements were very standard, but there was no aesthetic value to speak of.
Walking outside the village, Pei Qin put her hands on her hips and didn't go home; she stood there for a look, then turned around and went back to the workshop.
If they met a more polite person in charge, they would just brush it off with a laugh. If they met an impolite guy, they would directly state that they would not cooperate with Dream Company; as for the reason, the other party did not say.
Xu Wang couldn't afford precious jewelry and didn't understand what haute couture was; he only knew that gold represented love as firm as gold.
Lin Zhen glanced at her. Seeing that she was only temporarily consuming internal yuan energy and mental energy, without touching the root, and was not injured, he did not disturb her cultivation.
End of Chapter
