Chapter 175: Taking a Day Off!

Taking a day off!

"Creak—" A round hole slowly extended from the top of the spotted carpet; this was the launch tube of the spider-web energy pack.

"What? What's going on? Explain clearly." The Tongjia clan had always managed palace affairs very well—how could something like this happen? Since it concerned the Tongjia clan, Yin Zhen's voice carried a note of urgency.

"Inside this disc?" Yang Hao and Long Yunpeng both gaped wide. Dong Xiang nodded hard, to show that her judgment was correct.

Vivian frowned and said, "You gave me a set of armor; can't I give you a set of magic crystals?" She spoke coldly, and the bearing of someone long accustomed to authority pressed directly down on Xiang Yu. Xiang Yu only felt his hand tremble; the one reaching toward her loosened, and that hundred gold coins fell back onto the coffee table.

"Where?" I was startled by his sudden excitement—he looked like a dying man in his final rally.

The black vine trunk, about a zhang tall, was like an ancient dragon; the bark upon it was very old, pieces embedded one upon another in layer upon layer, like immortal dragon scales, and it gleamed with a dark metallic sheen, cold and ghostly, especially menacing.

As a fellow man, his admiring Qi Lv's wife was in fact a taboo; it all depended on whether Qi Lv truly had the breadth of mind.

Chen Banshan hid himself while searching for the Xuan birds. Chen Banshan also felt that searching this way would make it very hard to find the Xuan birds, but his luck was always good—Chen Banshan actually spotted another Xuan bird. A flash of silver, and a Xuan bird flew across the sky, dropping down beneath a mountain peak.

"What God-given Right Hand? I've never heard of it, never seen it." Chen Banshan played dumb, refusing to admit he had obtained the God-given Right Hand.

【Larva Hatching】: Hatch the ten spider eggs in the abdomen, instantly producing ten Ghost-Face Spider larvae with the self-destruct skill.

The successive injuries made Hao Yu figure something out—he had been fighting all this time, and his body was already very tired, but he had overlooked it, and so now he had paid a heavy price.

While Hao Yu was immersed in the joy of rebirth, he received a transmission from Tian Ming. Tian Ming's transmission carried a hysterical shriek; even at this point, Tian Ming clearly still could not believe Hao Yu could stand up again.

"Soy milk powder, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have treated you like that before." Zhang Xiangling's watery eyes looked at Zhou You.

Changes in court were great: Zeng Gong was appointed the new Commissioner of Imperial Tombs, Cai Jing took the post of Assistant Administrator, and Wang Fu, because he had curried favor with Cai Jing, was first promoted to Left Censor, and then in late November was further promoted to Remonstrance Secretary.

In his excitement, he kept picking up his phone to re-read that text message that had made her burst with happiness.

Repudiating a wife is no small matter—especially repudiating her on the wedding night. No matter how many reasons Shui Muxia had, she still should have asked him first, without regard to the Xiao family's reputation and dignity, and made the decision to repudiate on her own.

Seeing the old lady so anxious, Song Guyuan really thought it was a child, until the old lady mentioned whether it bit people or not, and only then did she realize.

Local specialties were easy to choose—mainly because the City of the Firmament didn't really have any specialties… She bought some pastries shaped like clouds, took away two Sky-Void Trees, and finally grabbed a few jade slips that recorded some musical tones.

Forget it, Wu Tian couldn't be bothered with so much. After all, Wu Tian had only done this to study the power of faith, and had no intention of cultivating. These flaws—Wu Tian couldn't care less about them.

An old lady knelt on a prayer cushion, bowing her head toward the Bodhisattva statue in front, counting the beads in her hands, lips moving in prayer.

The date of the Lingtai Mountain Daoist Sect trade fair was drawing closer. These past few days, besides cultivating, Lin Ye had also begun refining the elixir to heal Xiao Zhan's wounds.

Knowing all the dangers involved, the young man still chose to try without hesitation—there was no other reason: his proud heart would not allow him to form a false core.

That one sentence seemed to stab into the deepest, most sensitive, and most taboo part of Xue Gui's heart. His face instantly turned pitch-black; his features became savage and cold, like a man-eating fierce ghost. In an instant, a terrifying black mist, carrying an overwhelming aura of violence, suddenly surged out from Xue Gui's body.

He glanced at the table of contents and saw written things like "On Conditions and Causes, First; On Distinguishing Form and Emptiness, Second." Li Zheng understood somewhat.

The sword intent on this jade slip was indeed not strong, but Chu Fengmian had felt the sword intent on this jade slip before—the origin of this sword intent came from the power of that era which the Lord of the Sword Dao had once visited.

Before this, the Tian Remnants Clan could not interfere, nor could they emerge—otherwise, there would be a calamity of utter destruction.

He heard the sound of someone falling into the water, and Tan Fang's angry shout. Tan Fang's several friends hurriedly rushed to the edge of the pool.

Fortunately, Song Ruoliu was generous—knowing she liked diamond necklaces, she gave her one with an open hand.

By the time Yu Ling and Cao Ruinian arrived at the construction site of Jinxiu Nianhua, the door identification, body burial and restoration procedures had already been completed.

In the middle-aged man's thinking, so what if you are from the Huangfu family? Fair auction, highest bidder wins. Moreover, the emperor is far away—no matter how great your family's power, what can you do to me?

Alice tightly held the hands of Wu Kong and Zhuoma, lying beside the fire pit, letting Louis change her bandages.