"You flatter me. I've only been in China for a few days and became interested in Chinese cuisine, so I did some research,"
"That's good. If you're too tired, don't go. You don't lack that little bit of money anyway," Zhu's mother said to her son with concern.
Daozi couldn't stand to stay any longer. He sometimes woke up in a cold sweat recalling that night in his dreams.
Lin Yuming nodded, a smile of remembrance appearing in his eyes. It was there, where he had pushed Xiao Bing down. He had truly thought she wanted to commit suicide then; it seemed very funny now.
The gauze curtain fell, the procession continued, and the red-bottomed, gold-bordered, five-colored, seven-chapter coiled dragon banner with the Shu character fluttered once more.
After hearing Su Zheng's words, Old Man Su fell into thought. He glanced back at the greedy gazes of the people around him, like wolves, and immediately understood Su Zheng's meaning.
"My father just died... isn't this inappropriate?" Zhu Pingjin took off his hat, pointing to the coarse hemp cloth wrapped around it, and said helplessly to his wife. At this moment, the large carriage approached the city gate. Luo Yuhong glanced around; the guarding soldiers and the pedestrians who had moved aside were all wearing white cloth headbands.
The sky had completely darkened. Looking down from the panoramic glass balcony, the capital city was brightly lit, like scattered stars, with bustling traffic, beautiful and magnificent.
Saying this, Camus saw an iron ladder appear before him and climbed up without a second word.
Accompanying Zhang Tianyi were Lin Chengping and Cai Zhiyuan. Lin Chengping had already won the drinking money for the night, and downstairs was a place for relaxation and entertainment.
The fishhook on the fishing line was even more interesting, or perhaps it couldn't be called a fishhook. Because you simply couldn't treat a wooden stick as a fishhook. Jiang Taigong's straight hook fishing was for those willing to be caught. This man had snatched this good fishing spot, but even if the fish wanted to be caught, they couldn't.
It was also said that it was Yuan Shi who founded the methods of cultivation and trading, opening a new path of cultivation and development for the divine demons of the Great Desolation.
Although Ou Yuchen's words were completely disjointed, Luo Sisi still understood the general meaning. This understanding made her somewhat helpless. As for the item, it was the butterfly hairpin from before. The subsequent confrontations had not been about the item.
And they still couldn't find the reason. They had also asked people of her cultivation level to come, but it was still useless. The negative thoughts would still appear.
"Come, this student, I'd like to talk to you alone," the old principal said, holding my hand. I felt his hand was ice-cold and trembling with excitement.
"Seven Kill Scroll? Cousin, you mean the scroll we need to access after defeating Senior Brother Xu Sheng is the Seven Kill Scroll?" Hu Mei sat up from Jing Tang's embrace upon hearing this.
At this point, all factions were unwilling to let go of a super combat force that could potentially become a Supreme Being. They had to find a way to win over this Murong Bai.
Xiao Xiaoyue was watering flowers. Since losing her cultivation, she had become even more peaceful. Every day she watered flowers, and sometimes she would cook something.
Over the years, his father often told him that he shouldn't have driven Jie away in anger, allowing him to stray further into the embrace of shadows. He understood that his father had always wanted to bring Jie back to the path of balance, and failing to do so was probably his father's greatest regret.
The Blazing Flame Demon Wolf, which spewed its innate烈焰 (lièyàn), was also not in good condition. For demonic beasts of the Great Desolation species, each use of an innate technique consumed a large amount of their foundation, and the demonic beast would be very weak after using it. Therefore, unless it was a critical moment, Great Desolation species would not use their innate techniques.