The burly man, in great pain from being kicked, could only bow his head reluctantly and say, "President Li, I was wrong. Please don't hold it against a small fry like me!"
This person was none other than Zou Jintong, who had traveled to Paris, France with Xiang Nan and served as Xiang Nan's translator for over a month.
This item was actually useless to someone of his cultivation. When it reached his mouth, it would truly turn into a mere "very sweet."
Ling Xiao's eyes sharpened, and a chilling aura emanated from him. On the day he ascended the throne, the various dynasties had shown no reaction.
The residual thoughts of the Gu Ying and its almost-dead body vanished at the foot of Fenglin Temple.
This was also the sword intent that Sun Bing had now comprehended, which had greatly enhanced his attacks. Otherwise, he would have been unable to face a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining. Coupled with the condensation of his true essence, it was even more terrifying than Han Li's previous state, allowing him to sustain this for so long.
Ordinary items ranged from a few thousand to tens of thousands, which was quite common. However, the expensive ones cost millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions.
Luo Fan was also going crazy. Damn it, it was just half a red thread blown away by the wind, how could it cause so much trouble?
Hu Dong then realized that most of his clothes were gone, and due to his pale complexion, even a slight blush appeared particularly evident.
Seeing that the two had discovered him, Guo Chengling calmly put away his bow and arrow and strode down the mountain.
This time it had been used. If he died again next time, it would mean his true demise.
After he became successful, all his siblings benefited, and they all soared to prosperity. However, they all remained in their hometown and had never been to Ankang City.
Li Lingfeng's backside felt numb from the beating, and her heart seemed to go numb as well. She bit her lip, a lock of her beautiful hair sticking to her lips, silently without a word. In her heart, she secretly asked herself, did she really like it?
If possible, it would also want to try to climb, but it was evident that ascending to the peak of Kunlun Mountain required not only courage and strength but also good fortune.
Shangguan Yue smacked her lips. It wasn't that she hadn't seen geniuses, nor had she seen young people with power in their hands at such a young age.
Following Jin Lao Jiu's instructions, Hong Dou and Mi Hou Jun walked for more than half a day before emerging from the dark and sunless bamboo forest.
The Left Fatty on the other end of the phone clearly paused for a moment and instructed me not to leave the house, saying he would be here soon.
Coupled with Huang San Pao's sinister and competitive nature, he sought out Yuan Shang Dao several times afterward but still lost to Yuan Shang Dao, and thus the feud was forged.
Sajin sincerely thanked the twin troll sisters. He was truly grateful from the bottom of his heart, as Sajin was a troll who cherished life greatly.
She acted decisively, her long sword flashing with light as she charged directly towards Zhong Man's direction.
"I'm here to kill," He Junxuan said coldly. Regardless, he had to intimidate the girl first, so she wouldn't ruin his grand plan later.
Shi Lingling tossed Shi Qiqi's past Qian Feng in front of him, as if it were not his son.
"He cultivates the blood ancestor's technique, it's very strange," Jin Fan examined Jiang Dongyu's condition, not understanding why.
Watching the two Ye family disciples dressed in white walking among this team in yellow, the observing Ye family disciples were instantly filled with rage and began to shout abuses.
After Uncle De left, Jiang Dongyu returned to his room and opened the Qiankun scroll. It appeared no different from an ordinary scroll, but at this moment, Jiang Dongyu could actually see the person in the mountain through the scroll. This was different from the first time, when his consciousness was brought into the painting by the person in the mountain. This time, he saw through the painting with his eyes.