Chapter 130: The Cruise Ship Mary Reappears!

Thump-thump! Thump-thump!

The nun felt her heartbeat accelerating continuously.

A trace of confusion appeared in her eyes.

Indeed, what do I want?

She began to mutter to herself: "At the moment the Day of Extinction descended, I embraced the mysterious arrival, allowing it to twist my body and soul, praying to my Lord with extreme agony for the end of this disaster, even if it meant sacrificing everything I had."

"But in the end, it was I who survived."

"Replying to the General Governor, these cannons are all of exceptional quality; even in my homeland, they are rarely seen." On the way here, Edward had already heard Lu Ying mention some titles used in the Great Ming army, so he changed his address to Liu Yunwei as "General Governor."

Bai Zhuyun's gaze fixed on the wine glass in his hand; the red liquid, like blood, was so deep red it appeared black. "Stop seeking those useless substitutes; for me, they hold no meaning whatsoever." As he spoke, he was not only addressing the person before him but also the others around who were watching the spectacle.

Regarding Xu Mosen's matter, Aunt Wu still cared quite a bit; even though Xu Mosen's previous attitude had slightly improved her view of Tong Lexi in her heart, she still had not fully accepted Tong Lexi, who was unsuitable in every aspect.

"Let us separate for a while to sort out our emotions; now, facing Jin Chen, I do not know what attitude to adopt." In her heart, there was a strong sense of guilt toward her younger brother; the happier and sweeter things became, the deeper this guilt grew.

Li Shan still wanted to get out of bed and light a candle to check, but before his feet even touched the ground, he felt a cold, water-like, incredibly pure power surge from his Demon Eyes, then surge upward along the path, rushing straight to the Niwan Palace at the crown of his head.

Meanwhile, on Yang Yan's side, the Demon Spear thrust toward Mo Lin Ancestor; the spear shaft pierced through his body but did not draw a single drop of blood.

Li Hao not only deleted all his drinking buddies from WeChat but also cleaned up his Moments. Including social media accounts on Weibo, QQ, Momo, Tantan, and Yu Jian, he cleaned them all as well.

Sun Ba was first and foremost a creature that only ate and did not defecate; how could he possibly return the fifty taels of Spirit Silver to Lu Dafang? Immediately, his face showed anger.

Moon Radiance Emperor seemed to have encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation, and there was even a possibility of extreme risk; he was currently in a closed-door retreat.

In the instant the missile exploded, Yaoye immediately released his body consciousness; the energy wave, upon passing through "Mu Lin's" body, was instantly intercepted and absorbed by the cells on his skin.

Several figures began to move; they came from all directions, yet shared a single destination.

Hell Fang Xiao lacked this kind of eloquence and had no hobby for chatting during combat; he focused entirely on the Triple Holy Kill Technique, his eyes tightly tracking Jing Hong's undead skull.

No matter what one does, the feeling and sensation of the first time will be remembered for a lifetime; therefore, Li Song wanted to slaughter in this round.

Lin Wei and Lin Zhiming, not far away, saw this scene and both revealed knowing smiles; now it seemed Zuo Xuan posed absolutely no threat, while Bandari, who had been silent all along with his nose in the air, actually possessed some skill.

His eyes were filled with lingering fear; the two fierce kicks he had just delivered to Lu Ping were not without the intention of venting his own terror.

"Everyone, after this battle, we may become famous throughout the Island Nation, or we may sleep here forever. Now, let us say goodbye to this corrupt society." The beggar offered these final words of encouragement.

The former ministers known to Di Qinglin and others had almost all died of illness or old age; the old people were gone, the old matters were gone; after all, several decades had passed, and for mortals, the era of one generation had already passed.

The light pillar remained extremely domineering; although the white mist above the formation gradually became sparse, the light pillars shooting down grew thicker and thicker, each with a diameter like a water bucket, and the waves stirred upon striking the Blue Feather's silver protective shield became increasingly intense.