Chapter 81: Latest Chapter: The No-Alcohol Barrel Bug Has Been Fixed!

Latest Chapter: The No-Alcohol Barrel Bug Has Been Fixed!

During this period, Xia Tian had grown accustomed to living here; except for the chill at night and in the early morning, the temperature was pleasant most of the time. He did not know if his contact with the ruby had caused some slight change in his body, but insects rarely approached him, rendering the insect repellent and mosquito coils he bought useless.

Under extreme shock, everyone unanimously made this decision and ran toward the black fog to the south.

"Chief Instructor Qin, I'm afraid you'll have to endure a day in the mountains today. Old Yue and I need to greet the various families to gather personnel before we can take you up the mountain." Seeing the manor not far away, Yang Yue said somewhat embarrassedly.

Zhang Zi'an also smiled; Wu Electrician's assessment was too correct. Fortunately, Wu Electrician always followed Welder Zhao, otherwise, who knows what even more outrageous things he might have done.

Hearing these words, Leng Qingshuang involuntarily grabbed Qin Chen's arm. Leng Qingshuang was extremely intelligent; how could she not know that she had brought trouble to Qin Chen? It was precisely because of her actions just now that Pan Luming's hostility toward Qin Chen was aroused.

"Hehe, exactly. My mother's surname is Han; she is from the Han family of Xingjia Mountain," Kong Sang said. Since Feng Qian knows the Han family, then he must be quite familiar with them as well. Perhaps he and Feng Qian are 'one of us' after all?

After dozens of breaths, the tribulation clouds in the sky stopped gathering. Only a crisp 'Crack!' was heard. A silver lightning bolt, as thick as an arm, brewed within the tribulation clouds. Looking at this lightning, Luo Ting and the other three did not think too much, but the three brothers of Huo Qiu's faces changed drastically.

The moment he spoke, he saw his superior, Wu Wanfei, looking at him with a face full of anger. He immediately slapped himself several times, the sound going 'Slap! Slap!'

No, we absolutely cannot let this pass! Daring to be so presumptuous in front of me, Xu Princess Zhi Ling, is simply asking for death. I must teach her a lesson.

However, he still harbored a slim hope. He pasted a Print paper on the shop door, which read: "Toilet clogged, owner urgently needs to defecate, went out to find a restroom. Customers, please wait."

Fang Yi opened her eyes, and a person as beautiful as a blooming lotus appeared within her eyelids.

Li Er's hand trembled; he didn't know what to say. Li Yi acted with propriety; this was just a joke.

Most of the visitors were scholars from the prefectural city; first, to discuss learning, and second, to meet face-to-face and get to know each other.

Some said the landlord was kind-hearted; others said this was cultivating merit and doing good deeds. There were even more outrageous claims, but none of this was in Dong Huang Jing's consideration. He was simply following his older sister's instructions, doing what he could.

He knew His Highness was always bold, but to be bold to this extent, he had only truly witnessed it today.

Because his key minister, Prime Minister Yue, had returned, His Highness felt as though he was unburdened and immediately relaxed his attention to state affairs.

The front courtyard had no roof, so at least the air could circulate, but the smoke here at the side gate could only pour into the living room, filling the entire corridor with smoke.

"Well? Have you thought it over?" Wang Xu believed his smile was like a gentle breeze blowing over Lugu Lake, or fine rain drifting over Jiuzhaigou.

Just now, in his haste, he not only brought out Xia Tian's poem manuscript but also brought another one. The signature below was Qi Xiuping.

It seemed like a majestic aura sitting high above the Nine Heavens, commanding thousands, looking down on everything in the mortal world. Even a monarch sitting high above, she would regard as a mere speck of dust.

Li Yue fought bitterly with the Scorpion Demon in front of her, facing her two giant pincers. Every swing of these two huge pincers smashed a giant pit into the stone slab floor. Li Yue kept trying to pry them apart so she could attack the giant scorpion's eyes directly.

Jiang Changhe had the waiters at the state-run hotel pour two bowls of plain boiled water for them. They drank the plain boiled water and ate half a steamed bun.

However, this sense of unease was too brief; before Tu Kuku could fully experience it, it would immediately Liang Xiaosan, as if it had never appeared at all.

Mustering his strength, he fed a little food to Liuyun, then cleaned up the bloodstains on the ground. Finally, he couldn't hold on and leaned against the wall, falling into a deep sleep.

In extreme anger, Zhang Ye stamped her feet. When she was about to rush forward, Fang Hong scolded her to the side. Although she was unwilling, she had to admit the reality that even with her greatly increased strength, she still couldn't defeat Tu Kuku.

After finally growing up and being able to work outside to earn money, he thought he could live a good life relying on his own hardworking hands.

Seeing Murong An's face full of embarrassment, Zhang Ergou couldn't help but reveal a slightly awkward smile on his face.

However, since the Prefect's Lady had not yet appeared, the people at the table were whispering among themselves. The topic discussed most was this mysterious Lady, after all, planning all these actions without a single flaw was no ordinary feat.

Ji Xiaoman indeed had an impression; she had clearly seen Xia Lan grab something and stuff it into her pocket just now, and now Xia Lan's pocket was bulging.

The reason her eyes turned red when she heard Fang Zhiyuan call Jiang Mianmian's name was that the year she left, Jiang Mianmian had just been born a month ago. At that time, her eldest brother gave the child the name Jiang Mianmian.

My face felt a bit hot; I felt this identity switch was somewhat too humiliating, yet I still nodded silently. Pei Zile didn't continue to press the question, shifting the topic to school. It seemed he had also received the news that I was returning; his mood was somewhat fluctuating, and he quietly complained about Sister Yu's stiff and perfunctory teaching.