Chapter 139: Dou's Future Trump Cards All Revealed

【Eastern Qi Storm (Three): The Qi Emperor drops dead, Lin Zi in upheaval. You barely escaped Lin Zi, only to be hunted by the Four Sacred Gates—seven battles, big and small, each one a hair's breadth from death. Breaking through encirclement after encirclement, you finally alarmed the master of the Four Sacred Gates, who came in full force, bearing a divine weapon, determined to finish you in one strike.】

【At the critical moment, Yan Baidao arrived to the rescue, barely letting you escape the calamity. Afterwards you learned that Yan Baidao's arrival was because Yan Qingzi, that True True Xiantian Dao Embryo, had perceived the danger,

"Are you certain you don't want to see Jun once more?" Qi Lan was silent for a moment, then asked softly, her delicate face carrying a striking, heroic air.

The teacher hung up the phone right then. I gave a bitter smile. It's over—the homeroom teacher has given up on us. Then I thought, maybe it's for the best. I never liked studying anyway, so this is fine.

"At least you should talk nicely to Catherine! For the cooperation to work, it has to come naturally!" Mu Chen said earnestly.

Biyu shook her head at Shen Tu Yi, signaling him not to continue. Shen Tu Yi swallowed a sigh and sat down beside Biyu.

Although this world had nothing to maintain the scales, Huai Ren was enough. In other planes, things like that were everywhere—casually, he found something that could maintain the scales.

In the quiet campus garden of Nandu University, Glasses Girl received news from Sister Mei and Sister Lan, her dark brows furrowing.

Wang Wang Haoyu forced himself not to look up, groaning inwardly. He couldn't tell if she was naturally innocent and carefree or doing it on purpose. Since it was pajamas, the neckline couldn't possibly be high. He was certain that the moment he raised his head, He He Manzi's twin peaks would be fully in view—but he simply didn't have that kind of courage.

"Thank you, Brother Moon Shadow. I'll work hard." Seeing Han Yueying say so, Sun Jian Meng didn't say anything more, afraid of upsetting him.

He He Manzi came awkwardly into Lan Bai's inner room, seeming to want to say something, but not daring to.

Setting everything else aside, just look at Nezha and Lü Dongbin—who would dare provoke them? Those are Celestial Immortal figures, and among Celestial Immortals they are extraordinarily powerful. Not to mention, he also has a Celestial Immortal wife. Who would dare provoke him?

"Rest assured, Father. I will certainly find a way to restore Second Brother's cultivation!" Hearing his father say so, the Thunder Emperor Alliance Master had no choice but to agree.

Even though it was black-and-white, the program content was at least specially designed for the residents of Loulan City. Logically, the ratings shouldn't be this terrible.

"Master, that ungrateful wretch caused you trouble. It is my failure to discipline him strictly. Please punish me, Master." Wang Chong had taken the Heart-Control Pill, and the resentment toward Ye Hao in his heart was naturally swept clean. He knelt on the ground and said.

This morning, Zhang Nan had already spoken with the bodyguards. All eleven security personnel would become her dedicated bodyguards in the future.

Each person's backpack wasn't large, because there was no need to carry too much—one day's supplies, plus a raincoat. Apart from first-aid items, everything else was meant for killing.

Dai Zhenxing vaguely sensed that Shi Lei might have refused precisely because he knew there was a problem with his project.

Seeing Mo Wenjian's overwhelming sword momentum, those scattered cultivators were instantly robbed of their spirit. For a moment they stood there dumbly, unaware that death had already arrived.

Seeing this, Xue Liang behind them also abandoned Yang Bamei and hurried to help Sun Li, a steel halberd in hand roaring as he charged at General Jiang.

But what Xin Yue'e took out this time was not a golden dart, but a red-cotton lasso, which she flung directly at Qin Qin Liangyu. Qin Qin Liangyu never expected Xin Yue'e to have this trick up her sleeve. The lasso caught her at once, and with a sharp pull, Xin Yue'e dragged Qin Qin Liangyu over, where she was immediately bound by the soldiers behind.

She saw the wound on Xia Yuechuan's face was deep enough to expose the bone, the turned-out flesh looking especially grotesque, blood still flowing nonstop, dripping down his face. Drop after drop, drop after drop, like a curtain of rain.