Moonlight did not tell a story immediately, but curled its fingers and lightly tapped an empty space: "Secrets should not be shared with six ears."
In a celestial realm nearly infinitely distant from Lingshan Mountain, Liù'ěr Míhóu was perking up his ears to listen in.
Previously, when Sun Wukong's bloodline power erupted, every point of strength on the other side corresponded to half a point of weakness here.
With countless worlds separating them, without ever meeting and no connection at all, they rely on that faint bloodline connection.
Chrysanthemum tears brimmed in her eyes. Turning to Kongming, she said, "Master, the slave is guilty, the slave..." and began to sob.
Fortunately, in the past few years, several countries in Central Asia have been in turmoil and engaged in constant wars with each other. Therefore, after the military forces were reduced at the base of the Walag in those countries, they did not take advantage of this situation to attack. Otherwise, relying on just 5,000 troops would truly be difficult to bear the responsibility of guarding Walag.
As the crowd left, Mo Zhiyao entered his room, sat cross-legged on the bed, consolidated his mind, and soon entered a state of cultivation.
"Holy ritual?" Qi Fei's mind immediately conjured up the dance that Xiana performed to drive away the evil spirits.
"Who are you afraid of by an ant?" Just as Ye Bùfán was imagining Xu Ningsi's beautiful body, a voice filled with endless coldness and melancholy suddenly echoed from behind, carrying a strong sense of resentment and murderous intent.
"Madam, Second Madam, Third Madam!" The timid voice of Zhu Er startled the two women. But Qiqiao and Li Xianjing both turned bright red with embarrassment.
"I'm actually quite curious about how you managed to win her heart?" Daisi's voice echoed in Gaia's ear.
"That's good." Kuanyin also smiled when he saw that, his eyes shining with concealed admiration, and he didn't find the least sign of arrogance in Mo Zhiyao's words.
An unexpected explosion in the air drew everyone's attention. Since the grand formation had already been activated, Lì Qing could no longer contain himself and began to unleash it towards Mò Jù.
Wei Er couldn't help but smile, but the struggling movements were getting weaker and weaker. Wei Er's expression became more serious.
"Spirit and Demon Dance?" Meng Si repeated these three words, "So what is the spirit and demon, do you know?" Meng Si's understanding of this world and the system of this world has no concept of spirits. Does she also come from another world?
When he opened his eyes again, he could only see the two large ears of Oli still on the ground.
As he was leaving, Körester cast the tornado out and Adam pointed at it casually, causing a stream of electricity to flow into the tornado, making its energy suddenly become extremely violent. A few seconds later, a loud explosion could be heard as everyone turned to look back. They found that the town had completely disappeared, leaving only a large pit in its place.
"To settle things for my friend, please die," Meng Si said politely without knowing why, perhaps feeling that it was more in line with the current atmosphere.
Not everyone present had such sharp eyes, and upon hearing Elder Qing's words, they confirmed that there really was a trace of Taoism hidden within the broken wooden handle, and for a moment, everyone turned to stone.
Compared to the statue's appearance, Meng Si is now taller, and the statue is made exactly according to Meng Si's previous appearance, with a red robe and black tiger pattern, and an arrogant expression on his face.
When Chang Jianfeng described an opponent in such a way, the team members were not indifferent. They knew very well about Chang Jianfeng's strength and the existence of a formidable opponent who could be highly praised by him.
Such a person deserves to die a thousand deaths. It's only for self-preservation that I do this; I am merely eliminating a scourge for the people, I am just avenging the innocent who have suffered and sought justice.
The outside vision was pitch black. Perhaps several beasts were already crouching behind the waters, holding knives and forks, waiting for Meng Si to pass by and then ready to start eating.
Both fans and industry professionals believe that the Knicks have the potential to be a "dark horse," but their first game was a one-sided massacre. By the fourth quarter, there was no need for LeBron James to play anymore, and Anthony was also resting on the bench. The Miami Heat's reserves firmly controlled the situation, leading by as many as 37 points at one point.
