Chapter 125: 123. The Core Hunter, the Copper Coin Mark (4K, wishing everyone a Happy New Year, may good fortune come in abundance an

123. Core Seekers, Copper Coin Spots (4K, wishing everyone a Happy New Year, may good luck come one after another and strike it rich!)

Many legion infantry were hacked beyond recognition, their bodies pierced by the savage Parthian foot soldiers' short spears, while others had their skulls smashed open, brains splattering everywhere.

"I see. Although Liu Maoxing's approach was a bit thoughtless, in the end it was because both the morning and afternoon classes were being targeted, and Shikama's course couldn't improve the recipe, so that's why… Hm? Are you feeling unwell?" Doujima Gin asked.

"Intermediate?" Before Yang Ming could speak, it was instead Kaili, Amy and the others, who spent every day with the Crystals, who looked surprised.

"Hey, aren't you worried about your companion?" Inuzuka Qian hid behind Yura's back and asked with a smile.

Elton's military strength was several times that of Moore City; the cavalry and royal knights alone numbered ten thousand. If they could break through the city gates and this cavalry charged in, no one could stop them.

"There are too many good places. As an entertainer, when would I have the time to enjoy them? I'm always so busy I can't get away — the moment I open my eyes I'm busy until I close them, and I often miss mealtimes." Sun Li complained.

Crown-top dumplings, or "crown-top dumplings," are made by wrapping filling in dumpling wrappers folded into triangles.

Sure enough, although the snake-people, newly regaining their freedom, showed a hint of joy, they still obediently stayed in place without moving.

Eve's slender hand caressed Xiu Jian's cheek. Confessing to herself like this — for over thirty days now, Eve had repeated this confession every single day.

This was a very delicate spot — too close to the Chinese Federation, and one careless move would drag the Chinese Federation in. So Cornelia could no longer sit still.

Jiang Hao cleared his throat a few times. With Huang Laoxie in this unfeeling mood, who knew what crazy thing he might do? For his roommate's peace of mind, he had to fool him once more. Fortunately, he had already prepared his excuse before even entering the classroom.

This year's harvest in Hebei was neither good nor bad — an ordinary year. Life, just so-so, could always get by. According to rural custom, at this season there always had to be some sort of celebration. And this year, in the countryside of Nan'gong County, Xingtai, Hebei, there seemed to be something that could draw the common folk's attention even more.

But Xia Zuo had only shoved the werewolf and walked a short distance when a whistling whoosh came from behind. The werewolf swung its claws and lunged straight at Xia Zuo. Xia Zuo slammed his head into the werewolf, his cross sword whirled straight around, and then, twisting his body, he hacked hard into its arm.

The snowflakes that had surged up from the ground into the sky fell once more. The earlier fierce battle had now returned to calm.

"You are—" Hearing Tang Tianyang's words, the two hundred personal guards each wore mocking, lewd expressions on their faces, and contemptuous voices rose in response.

Even learning a smattering was beneficial — as long as it had a hypnotic effect, it could boost combat power. At the very least, when facing the enemy they wouldn't fear death, wouldn't panic.

"Qingzi's been swept away…" several villagers shouted as they ran, their hearts sinking.

Gong Jiuqing was far away in Congo-Kinshasa in Africa, going all out on satellite launch construction — what made him think of calling now?

Later she had no idea where she was driving; the road grew increasingly deserted, with hardly any cars passing. Only then did she bitterly curse herself inside — lost again.

"So Uncle Ling knows my mom." Shen Anran smiled, though a trace of doubt lingered in her heart.

Ling Mo's cruel rejections and treatment, time and again, could not make the former Shen Ruoyou give up — but Zhou Mingxu's single kick was enough to wake her up.

Su Yi gave a cold snort, suddenly stretched out a hand and coldly gripped Su Xia's chin, lifting her head so her gaze had no choice but to meet his.

The face just revealed from beneath the mask was breathtakingly beautiful, smiling wickedly, and at the same time conveyed important information. But to An Youran, whose eyes were fixed straight on the food and whose soul had clearly already flown off — how could any of it possibly get through?

"Stop putting on an act here! How could you not know about the fine deeds your own subordinates have done!" An Youran flung away Su Chen's hand and replied in uncontrollable fury.

An Zhiyao stood with his back to his subordinate, gently swaying a wine glass filled with a transparent liquid, his amber eyes gazing deeply at the scene beyond the floor-to-ceiling window. After a long while, he finally flung his lips into a wild grin.

In the crowded, noisy airport, people came and went — there were sorrowful parting embraces, and the gratitude of being reunited with loved ones. All manner of moving emotions filled the entire airport; some were touched, some shed tears.

She had forgotten how many days it had been since they came to this island. She only knew that each day's routine was basically the same. Sometimes she would wonder if this was a dream — a simple, pleasant dream.

Even though he was currently dressed in casual clothes, with no armor on his body, his straight spine and broad shoulders made him look more imposing than a general in full battle armor, so that no one dared look down on him.

"Yes." Knowing the matter was urgent, the public-security officer hurriedly answered, then went off to the village to call people.

Liu Yongjuan's face, which had just been smiling smugly, instantly darkened. She clenched her teeth, her eyes blazing with fury.

Although Ye Tianrui was already over forty, because he took good care of himself, he looked to be only in his early thirties. A robe of bright yellow dragon-patterned silk made him look all the more majestic.

The boy had only been with this girl a few days, and he'd already learned to read faces and scheme against people. Today's turning the tables had been used just at the right moment.

Thick cornmeal and sweet-potato porridge, tender and delicious poached eggs, fragrant big meat buns, and a plate of tasty salted pork belly with dipping sauce — it actually made Tuanzi drool with longing. Come to think of it, it had never once tasted human delicacies; looking at them like this, they seemed so delicious.