“Teacher?” Guang Chengzi asked tentatively.
The middle-aged man across from him, who resembled Taishou Zhenzun somewhat, shook his head slowly: "I'm not your teacher."
The middle-aged man drew his sword from its sheath, his gaze carrying an unknown sense of scrutiny: "Youngster, go ahead and attack. Let me see how much of your teacher's skills you've learned."
Guang Chengzi occupied the Tianyuan position, which was the best place for observation in the game board, where he could see the entire world of the chessboard.
Purple mist rolled, black rays flashed, and golden light shone. The sound of sharp blade cuts, the hum of swordlight, the impact of heavy objects, and the sound similar to the swishing of long whips all echoed without end. The spiritual energy was surging everywhere, and even the naked eye could see the intense battles on the chessboard.
Li Jiayu whispered a few words to Xiao Wanqing, presumably understanding the military's attitude and the intentions of these people. Of course, Li Jiayu also listened to every word of Tianyan Shihung.
Nanxun swept a glance over the store, and his gaze finally rested on Yue Yang, who had only one arm. In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the variant whose arm was cut off with one sword that night by Lin Yu.
The heaviest blow to a warrior is not to defeat his physical body, but to destroy his martial arts will.
His iron staff is a first-grade weapon, but in front of Liang Qiu, it was as soft as a mud stick, snapping instantly.
Upon hearing her words, the vast majority of foundation-laying male characters below were so drunk with joy that their eyes were filled with infatuation. Tian You would have almost fallen for her trick if he had not been secretly practicing his cultivation.
From the top floor falling to hell and flying to heaven, Gu Man couldn't help covering her face with both hands, her shoulders slightly shaking.
"Holy motherf***……" Inside the off-road car, one of the guards from Sir Bei's family couldn't help but swear.
Ji Tian thought for a moment and then understood the general situation. A raging anger surged within his heart, the Saint's heart was filled with the flame of Saint's heart, so evil to the extreme. The Star Lord of Tianxuan was trapped here, where could there be a good day to be had?
"Master, let me speak, just kill them directly! Kill all who oppose, naturally there will be no one left to oppose!" said Sain in a deep voice. What he said was tightening their hearts, according to Sain's way, there would be many people killed in the mainland.
Sweat trickled down Liu Ningyou's forehead, dropping one by one onto her chest, showing the great expenditure of spiritual energy. She slowly opened her eyes, gasping for breath continuously.
Atlas's answer caused some confusion among many people, but Zhou Xin hadn't even had a chance to ask when the war between the Eu Yan fleet and the Kaizlan fleet reignited once again.
They were back in Tangjing when the sky was already bright. People on the street woke up early and set up stalls to sell goods.
A Tao watched seriously for a moment, then reached into the boiling pot, pulled out a chaos creature, and put it in her mouth to chew. After chewing for a while, she nodded and carried the pot away directly.
When A Tao checked her steamed bun earlier, she directly raised her clothes in front of him, those two round and firm buns looking like the most enticing fruit in the world, attracting his heart, soul, and eyes. Looking at those buns, he seemed to be under their spell and couldn't move an inch away.
She clearly heard that Lu Jinian climbed down from the bed very softly, then entered the dressing room, with the sound of rustling clothes coming.
That's probably why Lin Rou is unbeatable in battle and is hailed as a genius, right?
"By the way, send some detectors to follow them, and see where this force is hiding." Zhou Xin added one more sentence. Then, he closed the screen with many doubts.
She steadied her heart and resolved to give her life a second chance. She would never marry any man blindly again.
She seemed to be a person without fear, without warmth, yet she instilled an unexplainable fear in others, making it impossible for anyone to doubt whether she could fulfill what she had just said.
Only when the white figure finally disappeared from Miaoang's line of sight did Miaoang snap out of it. Stunned, she stumbled backwards, weakly leaning against towering ancient trees. Tears flowed like a spring, two streams of bitter tears gushing out. Among the tears, there were so many sorrows, helplessness, and partings.
Thinking about this, Su Jiujiu's heart was tightly twisted, a bitter and reluctant feeling surging up in her heart.
As the words fell, Chang Le was the first to burst into laughter, and Xiao Ruoyuan also smiled gently, making Su Liu feel a bit embarrassed. Blushing, she couldn't help but join in the foolish laughter.
Qī Sujǐn's face froze, a chill ran down her spine, and she secretly thought: "Oh no, oh no, everything is over."
"Give the empress the jade silk she was granted this time." Putting down his chopsticks, Huang Tian said to the lady beside him.
Who feels colder, someone who has never worn a cotton robe, and someone who has worn and taken off a cotton robe?
"No problem," Luo Shenyan said indifferently. He took the umbrella and cape out of the door, and seemed to remember something, turning back to Yining and saying, "Consume the ginger soup while it's hot, and you mustn't be afraid of it." After speaking, he left the door.
"Haha, that's your matter, anyway. Besides, a dignified princess would never seduce a man? More likely, the man got drunk and acted out of control." The Crown Prince laughed maliciously.
Lin Yong dared not make any arbitrary decisions on this matter. After looking at the girl's appearance, he immediately had her sent to a side room to be watched by someone.
Guigui is already eighteen years old, and her height is one meter eighty, with a very imposing aura. She is much taller than Feng Fuyao by a head.
It is a means of coercion used by the demon race to control their subordinates. Once the demon soul mark is planted, one must become a puppet of the controller.
Inhaling deeply, Ling Mao continued to pull the scroll, and when he saw the last sentence, he felt like his lungs were about to explode.
With Su Yu Yang and Ling Miao familiar with the situation of the shop, Feng Ji and An Yan were also ready to set off for their journey.
A stranger's phone call made Su Wuyang furrow his brow. He apologized to Jiang Jing and stepped away to take the call.
