Chapter 817: Someone at Home is Waiting for Me (Happy Lantern Festival~)

In everyone's heart dwells a devil—

For instance, when browsing forums and encountering stupid people who are not only stubborn but love to argue, one wishes to chop them up through the network cable; or when meeting scumbags with hard fists, one wants to write their names in the Death Note, and so on and so forth.

These are all Zhou Yi's personal experiences.

"Death Note? What is that?"

Gao Yuanyuan, sitting boldly on the carpet with her right hand resting on her bent right knee, pinched the bottle's mouth, letting the remaining

voice, weak and lifeless as someone who had been sick for twenty or thirty years and was dying yet could not die, suddenly spoke from behind Ba Huasi.

She did not look at anyone once, because in her eyes, not a single man in the world would be unwilling to risk his life and forget death for her.

"Refugees? This..." The other commanders immediately began whispering among themselves, seemingly dissatisfied with Wang Chuge's arrangement, after all, refugees and death row prisoners are different; such conduct was somewhat against the Heavenly Dao.

"The Kusanagi clan? Could it be the Kusanagi clan that forged the legendary eleven Kusanagi swords?" Ling said in surprise.

Therefore, as long as they are given some time, once the amount of Aether continuously extracted by the Aether Furnace increases, they will become harder and harder to fight.

If Han Ni knew but had always pretended not to, then Han Ni's scheming was too deep.

Mou Shisan bowed deeply once more, and before Qi Huabiao could answer, he drew his dagger, did not turn back, and only thrust it into Huang Yantao's crown of the head.

After the wolf skin was stripped, it was brought in by the soldiers. Li Fengge touched the soft fur on it; indeed, it was top-grade material. Mu Bai added some charcoal to the fire basin. Watching Li Fengge holding the wolf skin, he looked like a new recruit who had just captured a trophy on his first battlefield.

Originally appearing in his twenties, he had become a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, with a large beard on his face; he was a weathered handsome uncle, exactly what Xia Ya would look like in his old age.

Moreover, when blocked at the exit by Einzbern, Xia Ya had already learned from her mouth that she already knew something about him. Almost without thinking, he could know the source of the information she had obtained—it was the drop of blood he had given her.

The Great Tiger Demon finished speaking and left, but the Great Tiger Demon's trip was in vain; the Lion Demon and the Leopard Demon Great Sage King were not in their assigned residences.

Bai Zhi looked at it with familiarity; in the memories brought by the Gene Seed, there seemed to be the figure of this race.

Gu Han sneered disdainfully. "What if I scold you? If you cannot control your mouth again, I do not mind tearing it apart for you." Although the voice was calm, it carried a shocking force that made people tremble with fear.

Moreover, today even the Mosquito Daoist dared to manipulate him relying on his cultivation; in the future, there might be others, such as the Three Pure Ones, or such as Jieyin and Qianti.

In the Flower No. 1 Dormitory, moonlight filtered in through the window; the window was open, the faint hum of electric fans buzzed inside the four mosquito nets, and the air was thick with the strong smell of alcohol.

But this time he was to be disappointed. Zhou Qingyou said decisively, "No." Wu Guowei was slightly stunned, his face darkening. "Qingyou, why is it no?" He still restrained his temper from exploding, asking in a soft, gentle voice.

The thick ram's head was full of dents and bumps from collisions; the practical armor layer still carried a trace of gunpowder smoke; the unadorned hull was forged from black-brown alloy; at a broken section of armor on the stern, thick black smoke was rising, staining the entire smooth and beautiful corridor like a black carbon ball, making people turn their heads.

"If it is your current cultivation, how long can you make the Demon King descend to the world?!" Gu Han asked.

No one answered him. Baker, excited, ran to the front of the group; he was also naked, but a piece of tissue paper was always stuck to his critical area.

Or perhaps she should not have brought it up in front of Lin Ruoxi; even if Lin Ruoxiu's intestines were regretted green, it would be of no use. Since this matter had already happened, they must try their best to suppress it, so that neither the Lu family nor Lin Ruoxi would hold a grudge against her.

Unless everyone joins forces, fearing no sacrifice, to kill all ten of them, otherwise, the true person or beast who receives the inheritance can only come from one of those ten.

After several Insect People discussed, they decided to retreat to the camp; as for these Lion People, since they were of no use, they would deal with them upon return.

But Lin Mu still took it for granted; the giant bird being able to cross smoothly must have other reasons; at the very least, this box could not satisfy it.

Xiao Su also nodded as if understanding but not quite; if spoken this way, she did understand a little.

"Commander Wu, the matter of boosting morale has been completed; next, it depends on Commander Wu." Wu Tian looked at Wu Nanxing beside him and said.

Lin Tian condensed his divine sense onto these things and discovered that these things were actually human dandruff.

How could Ye Wushuang give them a chance? The two giant hands that reached out grabbed two people nearby, pulled them hard, and the two bodies were forcibly dragged out of the Profound Heavy Room; with two thuds, they smashed onto the ground.

Jie Xian Daoren knew nothing about this, yet he had a feeling that something terrible was about to happen lingering in his heart.

In an instant, Sha Jun Laizu, Pan Xing, Xiang Wang's Lady, and others' faces changed in shock; their fists almost clenched to pieces; this outcome was something none of them had expected.

"The treasure is inside the belly of a sea creature; that fellow has already been killed by me and sank to the bottom of the sea, so if you want to get the treasure, go get it from the bottom of the sea." Lin Tian said with a straight face.

Facing the attack of a large number of demonic beasts, these five appeared extremely wretched; after all, these demonic beasts were not weak; putting aside the high-level demonic beasts, just the more than ten demonic beasts at the Qi-Deprivation Realm were not something these five could deal with.

"The Ring of Stars; the key to breaking the 'Nothing' protection mechanism of the Yellow Path is that ring; now, the ring is in Fake Nian's mouth." Eagle Eye replied, his gaze still fixed on Fake Nian.

"Nephew Xuanba, rest assured; this old man will come to arrange the formation for you!" An old man stepped forward; this was also an old Venerable from the Kun Domain, with extraordinary bearing, a childlike face and crane-like white hair; although his figure was thin, his eyes shot forth brilliant divine light.

In the glow of the firelight, dark human figures intertwined densely; at this moment, people no longer seemed like people; Lan Ziyi had never felt human life was so cheap as now, cheaper than even ants, and this human hell was planned and implemented by him alone.

Master Lu Dun made his move; he grabbed the ankle of the gate-guarding guard, then activated the sword-pattern talisman.

"Perhaps Big Brother and the others drove the horses to the East Gate; the grass and fodder there are good for supplies." Lan Ziyi did not pay attention.

"I don't know them, but one of them saved me in Zhonghai before; I just don't know who they really are." Ye Luo shook his head.

"Now you know who the ant is, right?" Looking at Fan Di lying on the ground vomiting blood, Long Tian sneered at Fan Di.

Ye Luo guessed silently; in his heart, he had a premonition that tomorrow would definitely not be peaceful; perhaps there would be danger.

In the memories of the Nine Lives of the Great Dream of Long Teng, he also knew quite a bit about the Ghost King; he knew the Ghost King claimed to have a hundred avatars; as long as not all were killed, the Ghost King would not die.

If she had not provoked Chu Yu, had not provoked Chu Jingqi, then she would still be the secondary princess consort of Rong San; although she did not like Rong San, living in the Wang Fu of Rong, at least she would have food and clothing without worry for her whole life, and no one would dare to bully her.