Chapter 118: The shy Zhou Guoer

The phrase "knowing the taste after eating the marrow" should be the best interpretation to describe the two's Sichuan-Tibet highway journey.

Ever since the experience of the first day, even though Zhou Guoer still appeared very shy, the joy in her heart was not a bit less.

And so.

The two's Sichuan-Tibet highway journey had gradually changed its flavor.

"Oh my~ can we rest a bit before going?"

Zhou Guoer, who had just climbed out of the covers in the morning, had in these past few days—

The opening ceremony didn't require everyone to be there, so she, Si Cai, and the chief director just bowed twice, and that was the end of it.

But who would have thought that Shi Kefa would go around in circles and yet fail to accomplish the task, which naturally made him, the emperor, lose face.

The carnival of zombies was happening every day, through the rising and falling screams and the hot, crazy eyes.

"Please, Father Emperor, grant a marriage for your son." Yun Tingfeng didn't say who to grant the marriage to. Compared to what he had just said clearly, the Emperor also heard clearly.

Bai Guang was full of energy, his eyes firm and sharp. He chuckled, full of rogue spirit and full of cunning, as he slowly looked toward Shangguan Xiyu.

There had been no news of you for several days. Although this servant has never served by the Prince's side, in all these years, I have never seen anyone live like a walking corpse as the Prince did those few days.

His reaction was about the same as everyone else who ate it for the first time. First, he felt his body become much lighter, then he felt his brain become much clearer, until finally, when a bit of ice flower quietly condensed on his fingertips and eventually gathered into a large lump of ice, Chen Youliang couldn't remain calm.

Chen Gui was the most aggrieved one. He could only put on his clothes, kiss Yun Mo to comfort her, and go to open the door while suppressing his anger.

Amidst the messy scratching sounds, messy single characters appeared one by one in Mingxin's mind, forming a long passage. Some were guesses, some were simply meaningless cries for help. Mingxin accepted them all. Suddenly, a sense of connection came through the stone wall from a distant direction. Mingxin's heart tightened—this was Number Two calling him.

Not having found any useful spider silk, he then focused his attention on the rewards for this resurrection tournament.

Moreover, during this period, Qin Shuai had been stirring up trouble in Qin Zhou, not only easily eliminating the four great families of Longhai but also uprooting the five great powerful clans of Qin Zhou.

The reason this branch of the Elf Clan could live in peace in one corner was not because of the super-large mythic lock they had set up, but because they had borrowed the influence of the Naga Kingdom.

But the young dragon believed that the special changes appearing on his body were not just because of the Star-Forging God Blood, but also his diligent study over the past five years, and of course, Prince Ansel's remuneration.

Even so, A Yin was very obedient to Lin Fan. This was what Lin Fan considered his most invincible point.

But fortunately, he had already summarized the experience: just apply the rock fruit juice to the meat to cover up the evil spirit of the Nian beast meat, and it naturally wouldn't be discovered by the old man.

But even so, the village chief, who had been idle, widened his eyes after seeing him, as if he had seen something incomparably terrifying.

The twenty-first on the Strange Earth Ranking, "Black Rock Xuan Sand," was in the hands of "Li Batian," a top expert signed by Xiao Aotian.

After all, they were the ones sniping on the front lines. If there were any special ideas, they would need to discuss them themselves.

Dirui'er didn't care at all. Reputation was indeed important, but to tie one's own hands and feet for the sake of reputation would be too foolish.

On the other side, Lu Mingxuan was simultaneously controlling nine light-radiance disks to fire beam cannons, most of which were used to purify the vultures, giant falcons, and night crows attacking humans. Two or three others were constantly chasing Ace. Facing someone with such powerful strength, Ace could only dodge everywhere.

There was no sound of crying. Her shadow was cast obliquely and long by the desk lamp. The spider lilies were quietly exhaling a faint, ghostly fragrance, their petals as white as if they had lost all their blood. ===== CHAPTER 119 =====