"As long as you're happy!"
The beauty shrugged, not intending to argue with Li Yang. She felt there was no need to bicker over such matters.
Elder Tian Hua's pale hand slammed down, and the invisible hand in the sky followed his movement, striking fiercely towards Han Lang.
After an unknown amount of time, perhaps the purple divine dragon grew tired of playing, it flicked its purple claw and threw Wang Dong out. Wang Dong's body landed heavily on the ground.
"Actually, you could try Zhang Cheng during this opportunity!" Huang Shang suggested, looking at Jiang Qingqing.
Before Zhao Lin could reply, Chen Yufen said sternly, "Zhao Lin, this should be a deep-seated issue for you. If it cannot be resolved, it will affect your piano mastery. Can you confide in your teacher about what's troubling you?"
The blue light on the River-Breaking Wave-Splitting Halberd was more dazzling than ever. The terrifying halberd tip even carved a black line through space.
"Heh! It's my turn now." Gao Tiancai sneered, his aura beginning to surge. Involuntarily, it seemed to be surpassing the Mahayana stage.
Yuxiu's words held some truth, but such worries were even more critical. Xue Ji thought it over and decided to disregard Yuxiu's objections, resolutely walking towards the Gilded Palace.
By the time Cong Yi came to his senses, he was already outside the Dragon Pearl. Cong Yi's previously vacant gaze fixed on the Dragon Pearl became spirited again, and the Dragon Pearl entered his head from above.
Kang Fanni crouched down, holding the umbrella over Lin Huihui's head. She looked at the soggy, disintegrated paper in the latter's hand. Frowning, she remained silent.
As expected, Wang Dong guessed that Old Le would not speak easily. However, upon learning the result, he couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment. The matter of Shenlong Village was insignificant, but what mattered was his childhood. If the other party still refused to disclose anything, then he would be truly disappointed.
And these three, apart from their identity as disciples of the Eastern Saint Profound Sect, only possessed strength at the early Dao Yuan realm. Any one of their strong individuals could easily deal with them.
Kou Zhun advised from the side. He was the only one still calm. Although Guan Yu's expression was merely heavy, his heart was already burning with rage.
One moment they were shouting defiantly, the next they were invoking their background to save their lives. Such people were even worse than fence-sitters.
She had only supervised her for a period when the initial rules were set. Finding her to be compliant and without violations, she had not monitored her since.
I am just a cripple, unable to do anything. Perhaps one day I will leave this world, becoming a speck of dust in the long river of history.
Xiaoxiao felt that there were many stars in the sky, twinkling brightly, chattering incessantly.
Seeing the Wind-Toothed Leopard charging towards him, Feng Xiaohu also charged towards the Wind-Toothed Leopard. Just as Feng Xiaohu charged out, the Wind-Toothed Leopard's body was already in front of Feng Xiaohu, its two sharp teeth slashing upwards towards Feng Xiaohu's face.
A sword cry sounded in her ears. Lan Yueyue was seen holding a drawn longsword at some unknown time.
Of course, Su Yu also wore an expression of disdain. However, what Su Yu disdained was not that the two people in the hall were seated in the upper seats, but rather that there were no chairs here. Each position only had a futon, meaning one could only sit cross-legged or kneel.
The man was looking at her, his clear eyes showing no discernible color, with a hint of coldness still lingering. He nodded slightly towards her and then bowed to the still majestic man before walking away.
Perhaps sensing Chang Guanyan's seriousness, the filming PD couldn't help but add a sentence, seemingly afraid that Chang Guanyan would go on strike. Thus, Chang Guanyan's resolve to throw the five bricks in his hand grew even stronger.