Chapter 57

However, that sword array required as many as ten thousand flying swords, while Ye Chen currently only had two, which was still a far cry from the minimum standard of ten.

"Surrender your life!" The dark robes of that old scoundrel Fu Zhao fluttered like bat wings as he lunged at Dragon Life Marsh and his companion to claim their lives.

"Big sister, I'll call you my boss—did you even look at a single piece of the documents I gave you the day before yesterday? What kind of clothing is this, tell me!"

Along the way, although he had been following closely behind her, he had never observed her with such careful attention.

I felt the same way, because previously I thought only a few people could come to this place, but this time many mercenaries had arrived, which meant Zhou Bing must have provided them with a great deal of assistance.

As soon as Yin Hanruo let go, Liu Yanbo hurriedly turned around to turn off the heat, picked up the spatula, and skillfully scooped out the expertly oil-blanched pork kidneys.

Deep within the mountains, Dabai exercised his innate divine ability for treasure hunting, sensing the presence of numerous treasures. Since he could only detect their locations without identifying what the treasures actually were, he could only select the spots with the strongest vibrations and search them one by one.

Crown Prince Lingqu let out a soft snort, raised a hand to his face for a weak yawn, then lowered his eyes to watch the lively scene in the arena once more.

"Master, please have a seat while I go make you some tea." Shen Yuezhen invited Lin Junhe inside with utmost courtesy.

Fan Xian's lifeless head burst apart with a loud pop, and then Tang Zhun, his eyes burning red, slowly turned his gaze toward Zhou Fan.

However, LeBlanc did not do so. LeBlanc knew that these magical beasts had already accumulated a vast amount of anger; if she were to interfere with their release of this wrath now, these beasts would never forgive her in the future.

"This vine demon's size is simply too massive! Just what level has it reached? For such a monstrosity to grow to this extent is truly a rare sight!" Sensing the consciousness of the vine demon below and confirming that its weak soul had been completely shattered, Jifan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She felt that the slight guards she used to keep up were somewhat ridiculous. Of course, caution was never wrong, but was there any need to maintain defenses against a part of her own path?

"A gentleman takes his revenge ten years later; this young lady isn't here to fight with you today, I'm here to invite you to my home." Xue Zining took a deep breath, her voice softening considerably.

The old man in black robes had already appeared before Wu Tianran, extending a withered hand to tightly grip him by the throat.

After all, the most crucial aspect of refining a weapon embryo into one's natal magical treasure was the integration of vessel restrictions by her own hand at the very moment of its formation.

After bandaging the wound on her snow-white neck, Chen Zhuo fed Yu Linglong a healing pill before laying her gently on the ground, then proceeded to clean up the battlefield with an unpredictable expression.

Wang Yun suddenly smiled and shook her head, then slowly sat down on the edge of the bed and began to comb her hair.

Du Xuejiao walked over, pulled out her phone to check the caller ID, and then went outside to answer the call.

Of course, sewers themselves do not possess such valve-like structures; they could only have generated them on their own.

What on earth had the monk Yunmu left behind for her? Yi Qing was extremely curious about the contents of that torn page and could hardly wait to read it immediately, yet she finally managed to restrain her patience and listened as Master Qianzi explained all the taboos in detail.

This plot of land was situated on a north-facing sunny slope blessed by unique geographical and climatic conditions. Several streams of mountain and mineral water once flowed from the cracks in the sand and gravel at the foot of the mountain, with the sweet spring of Yulong Cave being the most prominent among them.

Qin Dahai had never participated in the battles between Zhu Xiuqin and her siblings; why was he acting so contrary to his usual self today?

In fact, after the passage of a long time, that image had become fairy-tale-like within Wang Yue's heart. He forgot her flaws and remembered only her gentle and beautiful persona, which slowly transformed into a sanctuary within his soul amidst high pressure and stress.

Uchiha Sasuke was visibly somewhat disappointed; he desperately wanted to learn some powerful ninjutsu right now so he could take revenge on Uchiha Itachi.

However, Kamui was different. Kamui's understanding of Altana was extremely scarce, and although Kamui was slightly clever, he was ultimately limited by the scope of his knowledge and only half-understood what Chen Chen was saying. Therefore, there was a high probability that he would completely fall into the trap Chen Chen had set.

Therefore, without connections and backstage support, securing a booth in such a large-scale food festival was no easy task.

"Yichen, I love you!" Xu Lin buried herself in his arms, pressing tightly against his chest to listen to his heartbeat.

No matter how much of a puppet Emperor Zhao was, he was still the righteous emperor. Only with his imperial decree could Marquis Lanling's actions be considered legitimate.

Although Chuan Dong estimated that various materials would appear on the grand turntable, it was still only a guess, and he felt somewhat anxious inside.

When class ended at noon, Guo Min took the money to the vegetable market and spent twelve yuan wholesale on some of the lowest-quality plastic bowls and disposable chopsticks before returning home.

Naturally, they were excited thinking there was food to eat, but then they were told to jump into the river instead—how could they not feel conflicted?

Without spending much effort, the entire team was assigned their roles, and these people dispersed with a shout, charging forward.

Riquelme's gaze was somewhat absent, yet filled with excitement and yearning. His professional career could be described as successful, yet it was also fraught with regrets. As the last classical midfield master in modern football and once the absolute core of the Argentine national team, the honors he reaped in European leagues were remarkably few.

"Master Rex!" Gabi grew anxious. They had clearly agreed just moments ago to kill the bug and let the big clumsy oaf—no, that big piece of dog shit—go. Now that the big piece of dog shit was acting tough, they were going to let the bug off instead?