Chapter 75: 74. The Immortal Book (2/3)

74. The Immortal Book (2/3)

Zhou Chang saw again clusters of black-yellow hair growing from beneath Elder Yang's cheekbones, crowding around his pair of black, rolling eyes, like a yellow fox in the dark night showing only half its face.

Yellow fox is also a name for the yellow weasel in Zhou Chang's hometown.

"Do I look like an immortal to you?"

"Do I look like an immortal to you?"

The yellow fox showing half its face smiled ingratiatingly at Zhou Chang, hoping for a positive response from him, as droplets of saliva dripped

'Hundred Horses Picture' Ziguang jade is a true national treasure; the value of all the items they hold combined probably cannot match this single piece of Ziguang jade.

Yu Xi asked, "What do you want to say?" Besides Yun Qing, probably only Yu Xi knew the reason.

Yuan Yuan yawned and said, "Uncle, is there anything else? If not, I'm going to take a nap." He had to sleep for two quarters every noon, and this habit had already formed. If he didn't sleep, he would yawn at the appointed time.

"All of this should also be credited to the Lu Shu." Ming Chi finally completely put his heart at ease and let out a sigh of relief.

"We didn't tell you before because we had only been dating for a short time, so Qing Qing didn't dare to tell you!" Seeing Yan Qingqing momentarily at a loss for how to answer, Liu Dong beside him hurriedly said.

And at this very moment, Jian Nian also figured out what the postcard from Lian Ronglin was about, from the moment Lei Ming first appeared.

"President, those decorative things are of no great use at all; we just want..." a Level Two Magic Rune Master began to say.

"No need. After looking around, I received some inspiration; I'll go back and write it down first, otherwise I won't know when I might forget it." With the early start of construction on his mind, where did Xu Ziling have time to stay longer? He didn't even plan to go see Huang Jiancheng, the old master Huang, let alone sit down.

"Yes." The black-robed wizard naturally had to execute it. Just based on that instant when he powerfully restrained his own spiritual energy, this black-robed wizard felt he was comparable to the Heavenly Master in the tribe, but also felt it was impossible, so he addressed him as the Upper Master.

For the mushroom, the most hated thing about this terrain was naturally the opponent's heavy firepower. In such terrain, once an attack is launched, it can be said to be one hundred percent exposed to the strike of the opponent's tanks and artillery. Plainly put, this is just suicide.

Hearing this, Lin Xunzi immediately followed Xiao Yan's footsteps to retreat outward. They used all the lightness skills of their lifetimes until they had some distance from Meng Yan's great army, only then did they slow down slightly.

Ning Jing said in a bad mood, "What does it matter to you?" After speaking, she walked straight away. The man hurriedly chased after her, and before leaving, he glared fiercely at Ye Feng once, as if blaming him for speaking with Ning Jing.

Scheduled for first place? Is it really possible? Many people asked this question repeatedly in their hearts; even Feng Yuxin, who had great confidence in Hu Cheng, felt her heart knocking.

A grand formation gathered on Shanfeng, crazily absorbing the heaven and earth energy from the surroundings, concentrating it into a deep, ancient cave at the mountain peak, becoming a place for secluded cultivation.

Ao Long, Shan Cheng, Chi Xiao, and others now knew that everyone was originally one family, so they all exchanged polite greetings.

However, since the three-star card and Federation Coin rewards are awarded at the end of the term, if one of the Ten Outstanding Students has their position snatched by someone else before the end of the semester, they will not receive these rewards.

Ling Feng fought with wide, sweeping movements, growing bolder the more he fought. The warlike nature deep within his heart seemed to be awakened; punch after punch, he clashed head-on with Sikong Xuan.

Jiang Yi's brows furrowed. At this moment, he felt that the Mid-stage Ghost Scholar was no longer as simple as the previous probing; now, he should already have murderous intent.

Director Leng took the jade ring, put on his reading glasses, and shone a flashlight on it. Wherever his fingers touched, a warm, comfortable sensation was transmitted. He was naturally a connoisseur, working in this very trade; at a glance, he saw that this jade was no ordinary item, but a top-grade piece rarely seen in a thousand years.