Chapter 107

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Protagonist:

Milton

Mins

Recently, Menard's mood hasn't been good.

It's not just because his business with the Fan Kang Gang was snatched away by Station Chief Varta, nor because Milton's growth speed exceeded his expectations.

On the contrary, Varta leading all his forces to exchange fire with Milton is precisely the scene he most wants to see.

Quite a few subordinates are defecting; if Varta and Milton can fight to mutual injury, Menard believes he might be able to strive for a bit of breathing room.

Wang Yue grasped the void with her jade hand, and the An Kong Sword appeared in her grasp; person and sword aura merged as one, as if the An Kong Sword were Wang Yue's own limbs, resonating with space — Ling Mo discovered in shock that the space in this entire area was trembling.

Then those Ancestor Dragons became smart, all maintaining the same flight trajectory as the airship, and then used their sharp claws and bodies to begin destroying the airship's hull.

In this single night, the power situation in Tian Chao can simply be described as perplexing and uncertain, and the factional struggles within the military have obviously begun to turn white-hot; some who had plotted for a long time quietly stepped onto the front stage.

The surrounding naval personnel all looked at Fang Cheng with faces full of reverence; for Fang Cheng's slash just now, the memory is still fresh in their minds.

This Wei face appeared extremely unreasonably; the remaining few faces are all my close ones — why does the Wei face show the original appearance?

Once again he reached his hand inside; his fingers groped the hard object's corner, clamped onto it firmly, his whole arm exerted force again, and he pulled outward with difficulty.

I looked around and discovered Nu Wa had already gone somewhere unknown, while Feng Xiaoling lay quietly on the ground.

Slowly opening his eyes, he discovered that at this moment he was lying in an extremely luxurious room interior.

In an instant, I comprehended a truth: the saddest thing in the world is that I spoke the truth, yet no one believes it; even sadder than that is that after the truth, I spoke a lie, and the result was still that no one believes it.

Yuan Li picked up the staff; the moment it was in hand it felt heavy like waterlogged wood and metal, the staff was nearly two meters long, the blue gem on top was fist-sized, without any traces of processing — the sapphire and staff were naturally inlaid very tightly; a simple wave of the staff could still let one feel the staff's passing trace vaguely had the sound of breaking wind.

After An Sheng pushed open that ajar door, it was as if she had crossed into a completely different world; she was instantly deeply attracted by the scene before her eyes, involuntarily halting her footsteps, pupils dilating slightly in surprise.

In order to strive for the next chance to get along, Shen Che still deliberately didn't draw certain parts well when drawing.

He slowly opened his eyes, merely lowered his head and glanced at the two great Immortal Artifacts in his left and right hands, and a cracking sound instantly rang out.

The second floor has two bedrooms in total; the bedsheets are all 【blank】; after washing up, Fu Nian held the person and came to the spare bedroom, looking back three times per step as he went out, dragged the bedsheet away to wash and dry.

Liu Qingyun spoke very heavily; judging from his tone alone, it was like telling an ordinary story, but Zhou Jin and I listening at the side felt chilled to the bone, every hair on our bodies standing on end.

Also, if we let others know our behavior today, isn't that smearing our Lianzi Village's reputation, smearing the War God Clan's reputation?

The four people in front of the door right now are like familiar strangers, simultaneously frozen in the original spot, none of them speaking.

However, Big Sister's words just now let us hear a piece of information: that Big Sister is definitely a person from Donghe Town.

Upon learning that Chen Ji could obtain Penicillin in large quantities, the Japanese high-level and No. 76 gave Chen Ji sufficient attention; especially Gou Jian — originally before he and Chen Ji reselling medicine was already earning enough, he didn't expect this time Chen Ji could still pull off an ultimate move; at this moment he and Jia Qi are chatting animatedly, one on the left and one on the right.

A dense sound rang out; the five or six Saint Yuan Realm mid-stage experts surrounding Qi Ming were sent flying out one after another.