Cellar

Hearing that the two of them had found a master and were also inveterate wine lovers, Helian Zhan had prepared New Year gifts for both their master and their beauty-loving mother.

Moreover, when He Qinqin went to visit Shi Yao last month, Shi Yao repeatedly assured her that he would thoroughly turn over a new leaf in prison, and once he got out, he would solidly marry He Qinqin, raise children, and become a good, family-oriented man.

Jiang Qingyue was utterly exhausted and did not hear clearly what Lu Junche was saying. She just nodded repeatedly and burrowed deeper into Lu Junche's arms.

The Grand General Nangong's three thousand Tiger Cavalry are stationed to guard the Immortal City of Zhaoge, but after all, this is the army of the Great Ji Immortal Dynasty, and this Prince has no authority to command or deploy it.

Just a few breaths ago, the sky above the Immortal Realm had transformed into a vast expanse of golden light, and faint visions of the Great Luo realm were about to manifest. This spectacle startled many races into watching, wondering which race was about to produce another Great Luo expert.

Other ministers could abandon their posts and leave early to extricate themselves, or even change their allegiance to join the enemy state, thereby finding a way to survive.

The reason for choosing this spell was simple: he intended to continue deeply cultivating the path of farming, and then use the spiritual stones gained from farming to purchase items needed for cultivation. This was the early accumulation stage, and he certainly would not foolishly choose an offensive spell.

"You are right; we must consider the overall situation. Tomorrow, you will enter the palace and convey my attitude to her, telling her to think more about the long-term interests of the family and more about her brother."

Su Chanying frowned. They? Who were they? The ones who slaughtered the mortals of the Xuanitian Continent and stopped her from repairing the Road to Immortality?

"Good, then I'll go look for your eldest uncle and second uncle right now." With that, he pulled out a pack of Double Happiness cigarettes brought back by Li Rui and happily lit one.

To be fair, Fu Jian had treated him quite well. But that was the benevolence shown to a slave; no matter how benevolent it was, he was still a slave.

A moment later, the sea of flames was completely extinguished, and the surrounding space emitted an unpleasant odor. Fan Zhi clutched his arm and panted heavily on the spot, his clothes burned to tatters, his face smeared with soot and wounds, and a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, your so-called rank-two battle sovereign is nothing much after all," Ye Yanqing said, clutching his aching chest.

Things that are too easy to get are never cherished by people. Therefore, in order to cooperate with Zhao Zilong's "fishing plan," Guo Xueqin simply raised the cooperation threshold deliberately.

Liu Neng could not order Pan Chengye around, but Cao Xinghai's rank was far lower than his, so ordering Cao Xinghai around was completely within his power.

The giant snake felt the pain, and its anger drove it wild. Ignoring the icicles entirely, it opened its huge mouth and charged directly at Ye Yanqing.

"Sister Rou, I think the boss must be a starving ghost reincarnated. Otherwise, how could he eat so much? It would be a wonder if his stomach didn't burst," Xu Ruolan whispered into Yin Qingrou's ear.

Taking the camera, Fuso looked through it with a gloomy face, immediately spotting the newly taken photograph. Luke's facial expression and the blush on Ashigaru's cheeks could be seen clearly.

That moment made me feel as though the dark clouds before my eyes were formed by nature itself, capable of unleashing lightning.

Some people on the sidelines also realized that Shifeng was going to "borrow the power of ghostly soldiers." Once the ghostly soldiers appeared, they would surely capture souls, and the audience on the sidelines would inevitably have their souls snatched as well.

As for Princess Yueling, she was completely devastated. Her complexion was even paler than before, and her lifeless eyes gazed blankly at the doors and windows.

Lin Zheng did not understand why he had so impulsively called out to Zhang Fan, yet choked and could not utter a single word for a long time.

That person stood behind Jiuyin, respectfully holding a tray with both hands, and right on top of the tray sat a large pitcher used for decanting wine.

"Speak. I don't have the patience to discuss the meaning of life with you here," Luke said, holding the bullet casing that had just popped out of the chamber. He played with it casually and frowned. In matters like this, he was never a very patient guy; being direct and straightforward was his style.

Amidst their shock, everyone was also filled with puzzlement: even if Zhang Fan simultaneously manifested two powers, risking his soul shattering and body exploding to maximize his power, would it be of any use? Below the Heavenly Venerates, all power is pale and feeble.

He had indeed seen Shifeng just now; however, if Shifeng smiled toward this side just now, perhaps it was just my imagination. Shifeng might have just looked back and wasn't recognizing me and fatty.

Li Ang confirmed his guess, and in a fury, threw a punch at Li寒, which was caught by Li寒's wide, strong hand. With a shove, Li Ang staggered back a few steps.

"In the end, because the fighting was too fierce and the Immortal Realm could not bear it, it collapsed. The Immortal Realm today has long since broken into pieces, and the immortal Qi has turned into waste Qi, just like that black Qi," Chen Xinghai said.

This must mean she felt at ease with me, knowing that I had truly walked out of my past haze.

When Lin Feng heard the two words "Yunying," he suddenly slapped his forehead, suddenly remembering that he was a major shareholder of the Fengyun Group, and this Yunying Company was also one of his properties.

The bodyguards panicked, searching back and forth along the coastline for about a kilometer, but Chu Qiao was nowhere to be seen.

Black Nine twitched one eyebrow and let out a disdainful laugh. He waved his hand dismissively at Qingyu as if shooing away a fly. Qingyu, still in mid-air, was struck as if by a heavy blow in an instant, and flew backward along the path he had come.

This already transcended the bounds of medicine; merely through massage to eliminate pathology, this was simply a method only immortals could possess.

The shadow from the nightmare slowly stepped out of the darkness, the piece of foxtail grass dangling from the corner of his mouth still as familiar as ever.

Although Lin Feng could not control his body, he could feel the energy within him moving uncontrollably, surging forward to meet it without needing him to circulate it.

It wasn't until the sky outside was completely dark that Modan heard faint movements from the doorway, like someone pushing the door open and walking in. He walked to the table and lit the candlestick, and the room instantly blazed with light.

In the alley, a few children were laughing, playing, and chasing each other in the distance, throwing firecrackers at one another's feet, making it quite lively. The three of them smiled at each other, pushing and shoving as they entered the shop.