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Chapter 128: Leipzig Trade Fair

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Lin Ran was in a hurry to push the shipping standards, and a very important reason for prioritizing the Asia-Pacific region so highly was that the war in Baiyue would soon be in full swing.

Looking at the data in later generations will tell you that it started in '61.

In fact, America didn't personally enter the field until 1964, when they landed in Da Nang and then started fighting with a big group of little brothers.

From Korea to Baiyue, Neon, as a supplier, only produced...

Gu Xue nodded "um," and seeing Lie Yang beckon, she went to sit on the stool beside him, indeed obediently, curious about what Lie Yang was going to say.

All of this was just a coincidence; if you won it, it was good news, and if you didn't, there was no need to be angry.

Chen Gui wanted to send his son Chen Deng to Xudu to explain that Lu Bu was willing to cooperate with Cao Cao, but Lu Bu disagreed.

Wang Shen and Wang Ye ran out to tell Sima Zhao, wanting to call Wang Jing to go with them, but Wang Jing wouldn't go.

Han Liang also wanted to follow, but was pulled back by Xiu Xiu, who gave him a warning look, signaling him not to be impulsive and ruin things.

Thinking this way, Toris's caution was swallowed by one of the seven sins called greed; even though he understood the panic of the horses, Toris still pressed forward.

"So?" He had sorted out the logical relationship, but he didn't understand what his point was.

Earlier, Yan Hui naturally hadn't heard the conversation between that person and Ling Yue; the distance was a bit far, and plus Yan Hui was still in the car with the door closed, so she couldn't hear it even more.

Rambo turned his head to look behind him, and a behemoth quietly poked its head out of the water.

Due to the excessive distance and the fact that the Star Dust Continent was in the void world, Elder Feng's teleportation wasn't precise, sending the twenty people to the northern foothills of the Xuanmai Mountain.

Li Xianzhang drank to himself and said: "You are destined to bear the infamy, but fortunately, there is no danger to your life. Moreover, the imperial court wants someone like you, and this time you are going back from Pingsha Pass. No matter what the result of your spring examination is, the ranking has basically been decided." Saying this, Li Xianzhang glanced at the empty wine dish.

"Everyone, I'm late. Can you let me go on stage and try?" A person dressed in white separated the crowd and walked out.

When teeth were mentioned, Wei Suo's complexion became even uglier, and he snorted coldly. The Spring Palace man shrank his neck and didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

His Golden Crow Holy Wings would undergo a qualitative change because of this, Lin Yun pondered in his heart; he might have to lay out in advance and look for the Dragon Vein Scroll of the Sun-Chasing Divine Art.

Just when Zhen Shifeng was full of complaints, the prompt tone of the communication request sounded again. This time it wasn't the man in sunglasses, but Chu Feiyan, the girl; at least Brother Feng didn't have the guts to hang up her communication directly.

"This Lin Chen also seems to be from the Spark Mercenary Group, but his strength is clearly not as good as that Gu Qingyan." Someone spoke up.

Lu Yao jumped up, grabbed the edge of the rock, and reached out to take a plant, which was exactly the Body-Tempering Fruit that had been carried away by the Cloud-Splitting Leopard.

After about twenty minutes, the male lead walked out of the door with a guitar on his back, limping.

The Patriarch suppressed the shock in his heart and tried his best to calm down. As a Golden Core realm cultivator who had lived for most of his life, what kind of genius hadn't he seen?

During the fight, Ao Feng activated the Nether Moon Holy Armor, and the blood-red battle armor became increasingly bright, with strands of blood-colored ghostly light appearing around the Nether Moon Holy Armor, each strand of ghostly light inducing astonishing power.

When he saw the purple-red fingerprint on his cheek, while breathing a sigh of relief, a flash of anger also crossed his eyes. He turned his gaze to Long Xingyu and the other, and after discovering that these two only had the aura of the First Stage of the Grandmaster realm, he frowned, clearly a bit unable to understand.

He and Lu Youjing were ten feet apart, and in front of them was a ravine several feet deep, with a layer of pitch-black scorched earth on the ravine; needless to say, both of them knew that this was caused by that mass of thunderclouds and those several heavenly thunders.

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