Chapter 143: He Should Even Thank Us!

"Disaster Cult? This guy is one of yours!?"

Gentleman Penguin pointed his cane at Wu Wang, who wore a smile; the label aura on the other's body had grown so thick that he could barely resist rushing up to smash his skull.

But the recent loss had slightly restored Gentleman Penguin's sanity.

He had to ask clearly before acting.

Jinxiu: "..."

Her CPU was about to explode now.

As a high-level player, she naturally understood very well

that Changshan Commandery, as the poorest region in the empire, had achieved such astonishing development mainly thanks to the wise leadership of the Supreme Elder Council.

"Brother, I heard you're taking sister to the amusement park; take me and Zhou Shuang along!" Leng Ziheng suddenly shifted the topic, squinting as he waited for his reply.

Wu Yan did not aim too high; he did not wait to draw a divine sword, nor did he plan to cultivate sword-flying techniques only after obtaining a divine sword in some other world.

Since Li Jinchen was absent, Ruan Sheng felt inexplicably irritable, so she simply stopped trying to sleep and had a simple breakfast.

Hu Yan darted in; the demon crocodile was about to flee when a huge black club pressed down. The demon crocodile's movement slowed, and a long spear had already pinned its miniature crocodile head.

Come to think of it, Liu Xun had indeed treated Liu Ye quite well; upon suddenly learning the news that his old leader had been killed by Zhao Yun, Liu Ye was momentarily overwhelmed with emotion and could not help but utter foul words, though it was indeed the truth.

Han Ruichen lay beside her, sleeping deeply; he was truly exhausted, yet his arm still encircled her waist.

Then, she quickly edited a text message to Leng Ziheng; almost in an instant, everyone rushed toward the Leng family villa.

Zhou Shuang looked at her shy face and reached again to tug the hood of her sweatshirt; Liu Yang, furious, went to grab his clothes.

"Nuan Nuan, I am asking you: does your wound hurt?" His words were very harsh, without a shred of gentleness.

"Bitch! I will not... let you... live easily!" Su Ze's face twisted as he spoke in broken fragments; his two claws began slowly to condense black mist.

The opening ceremony ended; the students carried their chairs back to the classroom, then went to the school cafeteria for dinner.

The first to appear before my eyes was Wu Shenghe's pale and worried face; his anxious gaze was fixed on me. Seeing me awake, his face was filled with a happy smile, though a trace of obvious fatigue lingered at the corners of his eyes.

To thoroughly dispel the merchants' doubts, Liang Yi did not have soldiers follow them secretly; he only sent Wang Li, Pang Xin, He Yu, and Ping Shao, the four of them, to blend into the caravan to ensure the cargo's safety. The final result was that the goods arrived safely at Zhongzhuang County, and the road ahead needed no further worry.

Dian Wei's eyes widened as he chased after Xia Hou Dun, but he was blocked by several Cao army soldiers. He could only watch helplessly as Xia Hou Dun hastily mounted a warhorse and retreated.

What she did was merely treating others as they had treated her; what right did Wang Zhenshan have to resent others?

"Pfft! The song your stomach is singing is truly unpleasant; next time remember to switch to a nicer tune." He carried me down the stairs while mocking me, and I cooperated by following closely behind, throwing punches and kicks at him.

I know my mother-in-law is the person who knows me best in the world; so with her lifelong wish clarified by the guidance of Aunt Su Yao, I can see clearly. As for the trial she mentioned, where does that even come from?

Cain let him land a punch; the purpose was to release energy, otherwise he would probably have to lie down for a while.

Mo Ran raised his hand and blocked the black water; with a splash, that black water was knocked flying by him.

The escort agency's caravan reached a narrow stretch where the official road suddenly narrowed; the thatch on both sides was deep enough to hide people. Lian Yang made a gesture from horseback, signaling everyone to proceed cautiously.

Three minutes later, Qi Ming led more than a dozen brothers out of the restaurant, each holding weapons such as machetes and pickaxe handles.