Chapter 131: 129, Ghosts Blind the Eyes (1/2)

129, Ghosts Blind the Eyes (1/2)

The more Xiao Zhenming spoke, the more terrified his expression became: "Moreover, those three eerie women are gradually changing.

—Every time we are forced to return to Fig Village and then come out of that village, another identical eerie woman with disheveled hair and a floral-patterned jacket appears behind us.

As for now, the eerie women following each of us have already reached twelve!

These eerie women, except for the very beginning when they asked us whether we wanted to return with them to

The two sat back down in their seats. At that moment, a dark cloud rolled in from the distance, covering the sky; in an instant, a flash of lightning tore through, followed by a deafening rumble. Before they could react, raindrops the size of soybeans came crashing down with a pitter-patter.

Lu Zhi had long heard that Fang Xingyuan of the Punishment Court was upright and straightforward, never speaking euphemistically. Seeing him today, he truly resembled a snowman. Just as he was secretly sticking out his tongue, two more officials approached him. One was Zhao Qing from the Chahe Lun Department, a distant cousin of the deceased Jiu Qing, who had come to take over as the county magistrate.

His smile was surely at what she had said, meaning he had heard her muttering to herself. How could this be? She shouldn't have been talking to herself; being overheard and then mocked was truly embarrassing.

She returned in disappointment, only to encounter a clerk accompanying He Man selecting a room upstairs, with two soldiers nearby. Although many rooms were vacant these days, He Man had without hesitation chosen the one next to Xie Yujiao, right on the unavoidable path of Zhen Rong's comings and goings.

Yang Fei'er's skin was truly well-maintained, far too smooth and tender for her age. Among the Misses present, except for Yuanyuan, all eagerly sought Yang Fei'er's advice on what treasures she possessed.

Another thousand years passed. One day, a strong wind blew a drop of nectar onto a spiderweb. The spider gazed at the nectar, seeing it crystal clear and beautiful, and immediately felt affection. Watching the nectar every day made the spider very happy; it felt these were the happiest days in three thousand years.

"I'll compensate you, don't worry; if it falls apart, I'll buy this car!" Lin Ming stared tightly at the black Mercedes ahead.

"Hey, hey, hey, haven't spoken to you in three days, and you're already acting up again?" Jin Shunying interrupted their conversation with a stern face.

He no longer knew how long it had been since he last saw Sister Jing'er, nor whether she was doing well.

The Divine Race Executor stared at Lin Ming in astonishment, discovering that a layer of red halo also enveloped the other's body, and that the energy was even stronger than his own.

Zhang Li Hai was somewhat confused, but seeing his father's not-so-upright back suddenly made him fall silent.

But he was not a fool; if something happened to someone from the Shang family under his command, then he, as the Squadron Commander, would never keep his post, and even the Commander could not protect him.

Two red banknotes drifted gently onto the cashier's sleeve, then slid onto the counter, resting atop other red notes.

After effectively destroying the cockpits of dozens of carrier-based aircraft, Su Shen began charging toward the island of the Freedom aircraft carrier.

Therefore, for Mo Hanxue, having the chance to witness the splendor of the Divine Realm with her own eyes would be enough even if she died.

Bai Ying looked puzzledly at these two things, glanced around to see no one else, then slammed the door shut with a bang.

The newcomer was none other than Wu Henian, Zhang Sect of the Golden Cauldron Sect, the fifth branch of the Heavenly Gate, with the Daoist title Chixinzi and the underworld nickname "Born of a Concubine." He was also the only descendant among the Four Saints who knew the true origins. Chixinzi had guarded the Divine Capital for sixty-three years, cultivating his nature and rarely involving himself in worldly affairs; this time coming to rescue was a favor owed to the old master of the Tianyi Sect.

After watching a few rounds, in this Grandmaster match, Lin Tian dominated every single game, leaving the opponents doubting life itself.

Lin Tian walked over holding the cue stick; at this moment, holding the cue stick felt completely different, as if the stick in his hand had come alive.

"Alright, alright, go get busy." Ma Lao sent Bo Zhou away, then gazed at her back, his expression suddenly turning stern.