"Bind the dragon, thank the master!" Zhou Fu Jiao activated the door skill and spoke.
Satisfied with a slight nod, the Wild Ox Elephant raised its arm, indicating the numerous Purple Fate Realms who had come to participate in the teacher-apprentice ceremony.
"All right, let's have the banquet. My fellow Daoist friends, it has been many years since we last met. Today we must drink several more cups!"
It's said to be a banquet, but the two hosts of the feast are respectively a White Shadow who can't eat even a single grain of rice, and a Stone Puppet without a mouth.
This scene, in Yulou's eyes, carries a touch of absurdity at the same time, but also
Gu Ling'er rubbed her eyes in confusion and looked again, still somewhat blurred. At this time, Gu Ling'er suddenly remembered that she hadn't slept all night last night, her eyes had become painful and sore, almost had a fight with each other, and couldn't open.
Amidst the surging celestial qi of the vast universe, five ancient giant elephants emerged, colliding with the other five giant elephants in a manner as if mountains were collapsing.
Nowadays, among the tens of thousands of people on the field, only Chu Chen is the most suitable to coordinate with Xia Qianwei in combat.
Thinking of this, Gu Ling'er's heart was too happy. Little did she know that at this very moment, a voice that made her baffled sounded out.
The people in line, seeing the steward of Yunfeng Building come out to quell the situation, stopped talking and no one dared to cause trouble anymore. They all quietly queued up.
With this statement, the crowd immediately guessed several things that had been hidden by Wang Feinan. In the post-apocalyptic world, such a scenario of "best friend turning on each other" was far too common. As long as they had a bit of brainpower, they could imagine countless intriguing stories.
As soon as Su Mengyao finished speaking, her eyes flashed, and she quickly lay down on the bed, immediately closing her eyes, returning to the appearance of being sick.
The seven-colored turning wheel cover has a level of five-star late king artifacts, equivalent to the human warrior at the peak of copper bone to the early stage of iron intestines.
After eating, due to the exhaustion from the journey, Lord Anses arranged for Teg and the others to bathe and rest early.
Because they didn't know the name of the black-clad man, Teg and Alice only established a stone monument for him, without writing any words on it. The monument was also carved by Alice randomly.
Optimistic and naive Xia Songyun took a block of cumin oil cake. Before putting it into his mouth, he was dominated by the strong fragrance.
Gossips and rumors may be baseless, but there is one thing they say correctly: he did indeed hook up with the upper echelons.
At this level, it is a farmer who has always been able to ensure a much higher yield than the average level for his own farm, with a strong point in disaster resistance or increased production, and also generally maintains a level equal to or above others in other aspects.
Qi Sheng had just taken a bath, wrapped in a bath towel, he saw Tu Youtian's message and couldn't help but curl his lips.
Just as he was confused and didn't know which direction to focus on, an international call interrupted all his thoughts.
In his teens, and still in the position of acting as the regent, Crown Prince Zhu Cilang couldn't force him to suppress him either.
Although numerical control machines are much more advanced than traditional machines, the operation is not much more difficult. Moreover, there are many professional forming knives, so there is no need to practice grinding skills like those needed for ordinary lathes.
"Don't go there." It's always been his habit to be a busybody, but He Yuzhu had a natural hatred for Xu Dameng.
Besides her identity as a Xiao family member, Xiao Qingxuan was also highly regarded by Xiao Yichen for her future path in cultivation.
Once caught with a reason to loot the house, all those silver and gold assets would be exposed, how could one keep their good name?
Mu Yao, upon seeing Mu Xue's first look, could not wait to ask eagerly. Although Mu Yao only picked up a little, in other words, he believed that Mu Xue would bring him complete information. Mu Xue was his most proud successor. Even if Mu Huan came, it would still be so.
Hu Yong nodded. Mu Xue's appearance was indeed beautiful, no less than celebrities, but the injury on her face had never faded away. Mu Xue had never concealed her facial scars either, which was rather free-spirited.
