Chapter 53: A Lesson
Hu Honglian returned, and the people who had previously crowded around Tian Xiang quickly shifted their target and began to surround Hu Honglian instead.
Hu Honglian soon figured out the whole story.
What!
Her precious little Xiangxiang held ten thousand pairs of labor protection gloves and had suddenly risen to become the most sought-after figure in Sanlixiang, to the extent that even Director Wu had to ingratiate himself and speak kindly!
Goodness gracious, the wheel of fortune turns, and after decades of spinning, it was finally the turn of the old Tian family.
Surrounded by a crowd of elderly women and young wives, the doctor grew puzzled. Logically speaking, the equipment shouldn't have malfunctioned, but this patient's condition was genuinely abnormal—what on earth was going on?
Then, her snow-white embroidered shoes stepped directly onto the wooden boards laid on the ground, and she walked toward the center of the ashes.
Having said that, the female panther demon Jingui paid no attention to whether Mu Yirong and Ruicao understood or not; her gaze darkened, and her sharp claws immediately slashed toward Ruicao, who was cradled in Mu Yirong's arms.
There are only two reasons why one martial artist cannot see through another: either the gap between them is simply too vast, spanning a major realm.
However, the imperial martial arts examination was extraordinary, and he felt somewhat apprehensive, unsure of what situations he might encounter.
As the sweet, refreshing juice slid down her throat, Xu Manni began to understand why Liu Shile was so reluctant to sell this watermelon.
"What!" Sima Liang and Sima Xiang were also filled with astonishment, staring at Shu Ling in utter shock.
He was startled; he figured he hadn't done anything wrong, so why on earth was this old lady crying?
After much deliberation, the resting place of the gods must surely contain a massive ancient city for them to dwell in. Three hundred miles to the south lay the resting place of the deities; the gods were like the sun, and to the locals, the sun set behind the Himalayas. Naturally, the legendary ancient city should be located in that region.
It is said that the creations of the most powerful puppet alchemists once challenged the gods! Though the outcome of victory or defeat remains unknown, the strength required to challenge a god must at least surpass the peak of the divine tier!
I finally flagged down a taxi, and after agreeing to take me to XX Factory, the bastard drove me out to a barren wasteland, spewed a bunch of useless nonsense, extorted thirty yuan from me, and then used some flimsy excuse about family matters to dump me in this God-forsaken wilderness.
Without thinking twice, I looked straight at Ma De and said, "I'm saying hello to your mother." This time, I pointed right at Ma De's nose, leaving him with no shred of face. Since he was an enemy, he would remain an enemy forever.
Ouyang Kunpeng's sweet blessings warmed the hearts of Tian Tian's parents, causing smiles like blooming flowers to blossom on their faces.
Two cyan dragon phantoms detached themselves from the snake staff, moving as if possessed of independent sentience. One transformed into a massive ice shield that blocked the path of the Broken-Dagger Scorpion, while the other circled around the scorpion before transforming into a giant block of ice, freezing it firmly within.
The man looked up at the sky, which remained an utterly pure black, save for the pattering sound of raindrops. His leather jacket was soon covered in water droplets, and the impression he gave Mu Xichen and Fatty was that of an unyielding stone statue standing eternal in the dark night, emanating oppression and majesty.
That crimson river of magma originated from a massive, pitch-black opening. Red-hot lava billowing with dark smoke poured downward, carving out an underground gorge several zhang wide and tall within the stone walls. This gorge served as the sole passage connecting the Dinhun Central Plains to the Yuehua Highlands.
Construction required all these matters to be arranged beforehand. Once the bustle began, June slipped by in the blink of an eye, and the weather grew increasingly hot.
She hadn't expected Fatty He to be so candid and tell her without the slightest concealment, which suddenly made Jiang Xuejuan reproach herself. Didn't she already know Fatty's temperament? How could she possibly have felt a guilty conscience toward him?
Ba Hei reached into his pocket and chuckled with a grin. With his left hand, he pulled out a gadget, and with his right, he grabbed a handful of poisonous powder. This was truly a good stuff—not fatal, but guaranteed to make you itch for days, bringing absolute bliss.