Chapter 407: Nobles Guard the National Gate!

Lu Zhiyao had completely lost the joy he had just felt, and he walked toward the house with a sense of disappointment.

However, Zhao Xi did not want to talk about these things now; he only wanted his father to pass away peacefully, without being disturbed by these matters again.

The four experts of the Zodiac nodded repeatedly, watching the battle between Caiba and Bando Tatsuo with rapt attention.

Furthermore, cultivators generally have long lifespans; some people are nominally dead but are actually still alive. In this way, they can cultivate in seclusion with peace of mind. In real life, such situations are quite common, just unknown to others.

Tong Yan was actually a bit helpless; he used to think these assassins from the Hidden Hall had impressive skills, but now it seemed they were simply pathetic.

Not to mention the former Z University campus belle who was still there wallowing in self-pity, let's talk about Chen Zhifan's side: as soon as the group of four entered Xipusi, they received a warm and high-standard reception.

The alligator snapping turtle, with bloodstains seeping from its four limbs, instantly thrust out its sharp, eagle-like beak after dropping the rat that had only half a life left in its mouth, and ignoring the pain, it moved its four limbs in circles, frantically counterattacking the four rats.

He had no conflict with this restorer girl, so naturally, he wouldn't point out the flaws in her four-colored accessory chip; saying it out loud would only offend people.

"I am very certain! But whether it's an NPC or a defensive weapon, it depends on the system's allocation; this is not fixed!" Zhang Yifan said affirmatively.

Since he had chosen the path of a streamer, he should accumulate reputation early, take precautions, and pave the way for the future.

When Liu Hong led his army to attack the city, the 800-li urgent letter sent by Cheng Pu also arrived in the hands of Sun Jian in Yangzhou.

"Not bad, very good. Such a good sheepfold, there is no problem at all with watching the sheep. Is the grass fully prepared?" Long Hao asked.

The only drawback is that, despite being a tachi, it actually increases the White Dog's buff skills. Where does this put the position of the Heavenly Emperor?

Not far away, there were already many corpses, and they didn't look like they were left by a single sect; at least four or five sects had been here, leaving a few corpses behind before retreating.

After finishing the wine, Long Hao did not pour more immediately. One must master the rhythm; drinking until drunk in one go would make it impossible to get anything done.

"Oh my, what time is it now? Why worry about whether it's broken or not? Just tell me what to do in the future?" Xu Yi sat on the edge of the kang, her expression dejected.

The next moment, a force grabbed his arm, and before he could react, he was forcibly dragged into the long river.

"Can you not just think about yourself?" After Tang Jieyang left, Mo Junze spoke the words directly from his heart.

Fang Nuo muttered to himself, his spirits lifted by the human's rhetoric, his gaze burning as he struck the totem on the back of the clothing.

This also made Chu Qiao feel quite curious, wanting to try these novel weapons and moves more. Just like that, Chu Qiao and Wuji Binhang fought back and forth in the desert, having a great time.

Previously, Qian Ying had insta-killed so many blood wolves, with blood beads everywhere; they had wanted to snatch them, but they would be insta-killed if they paused for even a breath, so how could they dare to snatch blood beads from Qian Ying?

Qin Mo looked at Murong Dongli, secretly winking at him to signal him.

Wu Fan went straight into the cafeteria and ordered two steamed buns. Then he got a bowl of free soup from the wooden barrel in the middle of the hall and sat at a corner seat to start eating.

Now, it was full of fantasies—answering questions, paying off the debt, and taking the opportunity to earn some points; turning the tables and saving the face of the Intelligent race.

Mortals did not understand what had happened, but the cultivators knew clearly; they felt the increase in spiritual Qi, and in just a very short time, the concentration of spiritual Qi had increased by more than several times.

Chu Qiao held a knife to Wuji's neck and brought him to the campfire before carefully looking him over.

"Big brother, thank you." Su Ju'an said softly. There was more affection in this gratitude; in fact, there was no need for more words between the two, as all their feelings were unspoken.

Moreover, because of her big belly, she could not share a bed with His Highness, and she knew that His Highness was a man of strong desires; apart from the concubines, two or three out of ten nights were spent in her room, so over time, she inevitably had to come up with a way.

He walked up the mountain along the stream, his gaze scanning everywhere, hoping to find a bird or pick up a few feathers.

The Liu family left, and the room immediately fell into an awkward state. Today was an even-numbered day, and it should have been Mo Qingying's turn to serve in the bedchamber, but today the situation was special, and at this time, she was still in Liu Meijuan's room.

A flash of light and shadow passed, and Helian Wushuang, Xue'er, Hulu'er, and the old man surnamed Lin appeared in the hall.

Houtu transformed into the cycle of reincarnation, gathering the souls of all races into the cycle, reincarnating among all races in the world. From then on, the Wu race could be reincarnated as the Demon race, and from then on, the Demon race could also be reincarnated as the Wu race. All races would no longer be classified by bloodline; the souls of all races would reincarnate into each other. Endless and ceaseless, the cycle of reincarnation would never stop.

The security captain's thinking was very simple: if those two were really residents, they would surely wander around for a while and go home; they probably wouldn't come out again late at night.

That was what was said, but to Sister-in-law Lin, her son's life and the hired help were simply not equivalent; even if she worked for Chen Youyi for a lifetime, she would still feel she owed Chen Youyi. ===== CHAPTER 408 =====