Chapter 971: Baby-Making Plan; Theatrical Release

Only when returning to his hometown could Lin Nan most truly feel the existence of the phrase "time flies"; time was always moving forward, never stopping its pace.

And in the capital, in their home, what belonged to him and Liu Yifei was another kind of beauty called "years of peace," with every little detail recorded, right before their eyes.

Sure enough, between one generation and another, there is not only a generation gap but also a "time difference."

In Lin Nan's eyes, looking back...

In the Prince's Mansion, on the way back to the capital with his precious son, Wang Baobao's father saw Wang Baobao begin to fall into a coma, vomiting blood from time to time. After arriving at the mansion, even the best physician could not find out what was wrong. At that time, the cold ice true energy dissolved, his internal organs were all ruptured, and he died before dawn.

Tie Kuangtu's expression changed drastically, but he was very certain that he hadn't noticed any traces of anyone coming just now. Although he was busy killing Tie Shen, it was impossible for someone to have come without him knowing. There was no one on this Tiexin Island who could rival him, yet the *Heavenly Sin* had truly disappeared.

"Distinguished guest, welcome to the Plane Shop. Is there anything I can help you with?" Bai Yu revealed a smile, like warm sunshine.

And this was only the first sword of the Extreme Phoenix Sword, which severed one of the White Ghost's arms. According to common sense, such a terrifying killing move would bring a great burden to the user, but Mo Luoxue immediately unleashed a second sword after finishing the first.

Even if Komeiji Satori recovered the memories of the Master of the Earth Spirit Palace, this communication skill learned under Xia Yan's forced supervision would not disappear.

When the people of Yu County saw their almost crazy incense worship, the faith power generated could not even reach the lowest protection standard, and one by one, they couldn't help but feel their eyes turn red.

Moreover, that "Disc of Arrowheads"—Xia Yan, who had just obtained the "Holy Grail" divine tool, was somewhat tempted.

Zhao Guoming couldn't help but say a word, then smiled bitterly. Why was he competing with a young man? Better to work.

Ying Zheng had originally sent out several scouts to inquire about news, but at first, there were still reports coming back. However, in the latter period, the scouts sent out never returned one by one. Ying Zheng sensed an unusual aura, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

Four wine glasses collided, meaning the future superstar, Lin Feng's college life, was over.

Wu Youyou was holding an umbrella in one hand, and then somehow touched the hang-up button on her phone.

When entering the gate, Huixin looked at the dozen or so people kneeling in the courtyard and felt as if she had seen them somewhere before.

Mongke laughed loudly, feeling that he was truly too smart, even thinking of such an idea of diverting the disaster.

Tang Seng rode the White Dragon Horse, walking in the front. This was a flat area, so if there was any danger, it could be seen from afar, so there was no need to worry.

She had said that if she luckily didn't die in the Black Pig Prison, then her life from then on would belong to Chen Dazhi.

Two blood clansmen tracked toward the position previously captured by the aura tracker. Along the way, they didn't even meet a single zombie or mutant beast, and immediately knew they were getting closer and closer to the target.

She was a person who had lived two lives. There had been times when she was tortured by illness to the point of wishing she were dead. There was nothing more important than living well.

The monks no longer crossed the line, thinking that since the Tathagata had conferred the Buddha names on Sun Wukong and Tang Xuanzang, he would definitely teach them extraordinary Buddhist teachings.

In the future space-time, when she met Yang Mengmeng, Yang Mengmeng's strength must have come from her master, whom she had never met with Chen Dazhi.

"Destined by heaven, the Imperial Art should belong to this young master! Haha!" Ming Kai, who had the victory in his grasp, couldn't help but laugh loudly.

Wu Yingzi's eyelids twitched. Before he could react, more than ten Lin Xins slowly walked out from behind him. ===== CHAPTER 972 =====