"So, Mr. Li, you must think twice before you act!"
Jiang Ziya was so choked by Yunxiao Niangniang's words that he couldn't breathe. He had no way to argue, because everything she said was the truth, leaving him with no room for rebuttal. He could only swallow his anger.
"Eat if you want to eat..." Seeing his finger being pulled out by Helan Yao, Long Shaoyan looked at Helan Yao with a wronged expression, and said in a weak voice.
Dismounting at the entrance of the General's Mansion, Li Yu felt a chill on his face. He looked up and saw snowflakes falling all over the sky, blanketing the entire night in white.
"That's right, I'm just that straightforward. Do you like it?" Du Annie's style suddenly changed, and she said with an innocent and cute expression.
Wang Ling pushed away the guards beside him and walked to the outside of the camp. He looked at the fires constantly being lit in the camp, and the sounds of killing and shouting reached his ears. He knew that the Zhao army's cavalry was charging at his soldiers wantonly, but he could only watch from here, powerless.
Closer! Closer! Jin Yuan was getting closer and closer to De Gea and Manchester United's goal. At this moment, the Manchester United fans who remained at Old Trafford were frantically creating all possible actions and sounds to affect Jin Yuan, but Jin Yuan was unmoved.
"This rule is very good." Churchill was the first to express his support. The current British Empire was only nominally among the world's top four powers. In reality, apart from possessing nuclear fission bombs, it had no corresponding strength. Being able to exert influence on international affairs through the status of a permanent member of the UN Security Council was naturally ideal.
Upon hearing this, Mao Leyan became even more anxious. "I have a life-saving medicine here. Have them come see me immediately." Otherwise, it would be too late. Although the Soul Returning Pill was a life-saving medicine, if a person lost their breath, even the Soul Returning Pill would be useless.
Now, the most powerful experts in the demonic cultivation world, those in the Dongxuan Realm and Huashen Realm, were all instantly killed by Jian Yi. The remaining demonic cultivators, although numerous, how could they resist? In the blink of an eye, they were all slaughtered.
To change or not to change? Bai Hu felt as if its body was a living volcano, capable of erupting at any moment. What was even more deadly was that its body felt like it was being heated from the outside. This feeling... it couldn't stand it anymore.
Thus, Mu Bai successfully infiltrated the Celestial Master Sect. The next step was to seize the opportunity to approach the Celestial Master Zhang Zongyan, who was in the seventh level of the Celestial Human Realm.
Fang Yun received the money returned by the regiment leader's men. After counting, there were fifty more silver dollars. Upon hearing the other party's words, Fang Yun was full of gratitude and praised the regiment leader's noble character.
"Xiuniang, could you please invite the courtesan Xiangjun out to play a tune for me?" Meng Yaoge stuffed a stack of banknotes into Xiuniang's hand.
In fact, Du Ziyu had the idea of retiring since he fell ill that time. The Great Tang's path was set, Du Nian was a reliable child, and the younger generation in the court had also grown up. This was the best time to retire.
But Xue Ya's wildness also began to show day by day. It started to dislike the care it received from humans. It yearned for nature, and there was always an impulse within it driving it to return to nature. Perhaps because it was not mature enough, it did not yet understand the true meaning of this impulse.
"To injure this old man's magical artifact's spirit, you wretch deserve to die!" The white-bearded old man walked out and waved his wide sleeve fiercely. The smoke in the entire canyon instantly dissipated.
Yong Gang's expression stiffened. He knew that Tian Hao was not speaking without reason, but there were too many unchangeable things in reality. He lowered his head and used the action of scratching the itchy spot at the roots of his hair to conceal his embarrassment, but he felt a greasy patch deep in his hair, and even a louse that had frozen to death there.