"My dear villagers, you are too kind. How can I possibly carry so much? Please take it back with you!"
Looking at the enthusiastic villagers, Li Yang couldn't help but chuckle. These people were indeed very simple and honest.
"Why was your attack so high in damage just now?" Chen Xi asked with a smile, then inquired with confusion.
"You, go and call the steward here," Wei Wei casually pointed to a servant holding a broom in front, and said.
If I can bear this, I cannot bear any more! I'd rather be a martial artist and stay here than become my father's student with such a bright future. Hmph, telling stories to others again, the same old story, it's too much! Or is it that I am so disliked that even when people arrive, they have to hide from me?
"You go back. When you and your master come looking for me, I won't be here anymore. If the Zhuo Manor in the capital can't find me and demands me from you, don't blame me for not warning you." Yuan Niang surveyed the layout of the room, not even glancing at Wang Sheng.
"Everyone, don't listen to their nonsense. The key is in their hands, and they clearly don't want to hand it over," the Nangong tribesmen retorted immediately upon seeing this.
Sifang laughed triumphantly. At this moment, he had absorbed the will of heaven and earth born from a fire elemental spirit. His entire body could now manifest. Within Gu Hao's sea of consciousness, a young man in his twenties, dressed in a Daoist robe, was excitedly shouting.
Since they would reach the border town by nightfall, Yuan Niang did not sleep. There was no lamp in the carriage, so she listened to Lan Mei recount the affairs of the border town, which she had heard from Wang Sheng. Unknowingly, it was already past midnight when the carriage entered the city.
"I heard the South Gate suffered heavy losses. Kuang Shen drew some people to support them, which is how they managed to stabilize," a player said to the players around him.
Seeing Xuan Ji fighting so desperately, Zhang Yan'er frowned. She leaned forward, stretched out her arms, and struck a pose like a gliding swallow. Then, the sleeve sword in her hand slightly flicked, and a white true qi erupted, transforming into a giant sword qi shaped like a swallow, lunging directly at Xuan Ji.
And the Lingjiu Palace, representing the highest authority of the Tianshan Sect, was located on the highest peak of the undulating mountains of Tianshan – the Misty Peak.
Reason told her that pyramid schemes and direct sales deceived many city dwellers in the name of business. Now, what was "conference sales" trying to deceive?
Regarding Russia, Simon's thoughts had wavered at times, but overall, he stuck to his original plan.
The wine was good, the best Maotai. Li Fushan used to be reluctant to drink it, but now he had gotten used to it. He had also slowly adapted to the taste. Zhang Cheng felt a bit awkward facing Li Feng, but he chatted quite well with Li Fushan.
"Today, we have to apologize to the fruit people on the island. It was our fault; we shouldn't have stolen their things!" You Li said loudly.
"Impossible, impossible, how could this happen? ... Didn't you drink my mushroom soup?" Fen Dudu's meticulously planned scheme was on the verge of collapse, and she appeared somewhat anxious.
The butler merely apologized, saying he had lost his composure. It wasn't a big deal in the first place. Lu Feifei just told him it was fine.
The White Swan was not just any place; it was a joint venture with the government. The water there was not to be trifled with. This catering director was no ordinary person; not only was he a local power player, but his family background was also quite good.
"You all have considered so thoroughly; I almost forgot to bring some paintings with me," Ai Shanshan said.
If he went, Li Feng would be directly bankrupt. With his skill level, scoring a goal would probably depend on his "One Shot, One Goal" card. Even if he exchanged all his "Galaxy Stars," it wouldn't save the national team.