Chapter 172: 170, Great Yellow Immortal (6K, 1/1)

170, Great Yellow Immortal (6K, 1/1)

"Where can you still find dog meat for three yuan fifty per jin nowadays?

You buy this dog, braise it yourself, and sell it; per jin it's at least seventy or eighty—going back and forth, how much money ends up in your pocket?"

In the onlooking crowd, someone pitied the old man leading the dog and couldn't help but speak up in his defense: "It's just that he arrived too late. If he had come early, for a fat dog like this with short fur and thin skin, at seven or eight yuan per jin, wouldn't those dog-meat carts have fought to buy it?

Seven yuan.

"Ah!" I cried out in shock, my heart pounding wildly. His scorching breath sprayed onto my face. Two large hands touched my shoulders, lifted my face, and forced me to look at him.

He is a young master of the Li family in his own right. Every time I come to find him, he personally comes to pick me up. In this regard, he has indeed done well.

As the spiritual energy converted from Tāngtāo was infused into the Qi Sea as true qi, the Qi Sea itself began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Respected Mr. Tongtian, please come to the xxx Hotel tomorrow. There is an urgent matter to discuss. If you cannot come, please send a representative.

"Sky Cat King, you cannot go over there!" Xuan Potian shouted atop the Sky Cat King. Xuan Potian understood that with the Sky Cat King's current attack, if it struck Zhang Yu, Qing Ling, and the others, they would surely die.

My eyes tightened. I nodded, said no more, and slowly withdrew from his office before Old Chen's very complex gaze and his look of wanting to persuade me but daring not to say more.

As long as Yang Fan is slain here, no matter the cost, it will be worth it. Otherwise, if Yang Fan leaves today, the Huang family will surely find it difficult to withstand the returning Yang Fan in the future.

After drawing all their attention onto himself, and after one strike landed, Tongtian stomped the ground with both feet and retreated sharply. By then, a teleportation circle had already been constructed behind him.

I admit, regarding Shen Lin Feng, I have never forgotten him for a single day. If he can change his mind and learn to tolerate, he can indeed move me.

"It seems there is also a formation within this cave." Tang Yan's heart stirred. Then, following a specific path, he began to circulate his true essence qi and infused it into the formation.

"Come then! I'd like to see just how fierce these two Sky Ones truly are!" With a long roar to the heavens, Yan Cheng, trailing countless afterimages, shot violently toward Lü Zhengjun's direction.

After Chu Haoran arrived at the entrance of the Situ family, he parked the car to the side. Just as he knocked on the door, he saw Situ Yaru open the main gate and walk out wearing a purple business suit. Her appearance was exceptionally charming, making Chu Haoran almost drool.

Besides displaying the contestants' names and characters, the large screen also showed their records from the Asian Champions League arena.

Once upon a time, she had so hoped to destroy Mu Zi with her own hands, to make Mu Zi witness with his own eyes what true human hell was. Yet after the revenge plan was truly realized, she felt not the slightest relief; instead, everything felt terribly awful.

Afterwards, they explored the valley, confirmed there were no traps, and then completely took control of the valley.

"Is Mu Zi here? Someone outside is looking for her." Suddenly, a loud shout from the classroom door pulled Mu Zi back from terrible memories into reality. She turned her head, looked curiously toward the door, and found that the person seeking her was none other than classmate Xia Jinyu, who had spent a "memorable night" with her.

Lin Han's perception was terrifying. At that moment, he immediately sensed the snake-like, chilling killing intent behind him. He spun around sharply.

The Li family, whose candidate Li Yue had been crippled by Tang Yan, heard this news and wore a look of teeth-gritting hatred, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the Immortal Masters from the Luoyun Sect to kill Tang Yan and satisfy their grudge.

"Hmph! A mere pseudo-dragon, yet dares to claim the dignity of the Dragon Clan!" As the dragon claw attacked, Yan Cheng calmly spread his palm. The aura of Descending Scales spread out, while his body shifted slightly, darting hundreds of meters away to evade.