Chapter 101: Bu Chanyan

“It’s quite possible! I’ve heard that the Loulan Kingdom in the northern border is forming an alliance with Northern Yan,” Xu Fenglai said.

“How strong is this Loulan Kingdom?” Ye Cheng inquired.

“I’m not sure,” Xu Fenglai shook his head.

“I don’t think I’ve ever heard of it either,” Ye Cheng sighed.

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He was also at the seventh level of postnatal cultivation, his strength not much greater than Meng Fei’s, but his temperament was impulsive. Usually, he was domineering and rude, but today he was provoked by a useless person—how could he endure that?

He was skilled in acupuncture, the kind used in traditional medicine: extremely fine, extremely short, invisible to the naked eye, and he was also a master of acupoints.

Xu Qingrang was covered in advanced talismans pasted by Qu Qingran, and standing in the corner, he managed to cope, even while protecting Ji Shuhan behind him. Of all present, the most relaxed was probably Ji Shuhan, the shameless demon who feigned death.

Seeing so many potatoes and sweet potatoes, the newcomers were delighted; at last, the food shortage could be eased. The base’s supplies were nearly gone, and everyone was waiting anxiously for the farm’s harvest.

Li You watched closely as those lines were absorbed by the black cauldron; those lines were the concentrated essence of the celestial dragon’s aura.

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Earlier, Liu Haizhong had embarrassed him in front of everyone, and he remembered it well. With such an incident, Liu Haizhong’s reputation would undoubtedly suffer.

Suddenly, Priest Ji Tong sensed something, paused, then turned her gaze to the girl beside the Demon Doctor—a young woman dressed in black, exuding competence and cold indifference.

People from the base had arrived to take away the three thieves. Xue Dong and Liu Qian negotiated with them, while Li Pan didn’t go over, busying herself with work.

Such a breathtaking scene, like that of an immortal fallen to the mortal world, was spread out before his eyes.

For five days, soldiers from Cat Village had often stood atop the city walls, cursing at the officers below. The officers, incensed, could only grind their teeth in frustration, powerless against the rebels.

The leading policeman swept a cold glance at Gu Lin, lifted his chin, and immediately another officer stepped forward and produced handcuffs.

“My name is Tyrell. I came here for the same reason you did: to see if there’s any way to eliminate the black hole’s influence on Earth,” Tyrell said gently.

Ru Jiu saw Xiao Hanyu staring at him, eyes sparkling, and said shyly, “Is it a bit too flashy?” Then he glanced left and right, tugging at his collar, trying to raise it higher to cover up those strawberry marks.

“Master Chen, it’s a real bother for you. Honestly, we can’t hold out much longer,” Yuan Daniu said, still with a hint of respect.

The evening dew grew heavier. Ru Jiu wore palace shoes—high-heeled and narrow-soled, not her usual choice. Her footing was unstable, and she stumbled, body pitching forward.

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Seeing Mo Wen force a smile, Linda felt a pang in her heart. She opened her mouth to speak, but her expression suddenly changed.

“Could it be that Pangu opening the heavens is a myth?” Hou Yi doubted Lei Na’s words. Surely Pangu existed.

The Death Knight left a single sentence behind, then walked off to the side, closing his eyes to commune with Frostmourne in his hands.

This bar was among the top five in all of Shanghai, with considerable backing.

The corpses along the road continued to appear. Worried that “Li Dong” might catch up, everyone pressed on, ignoring everything else.

Upon hearing Liu Chuan’s words, someone in the hall immediately echoed him. The previously quiet great hall was now abuzz, the only topic being Shiyao and her zither.

Now, for Zhang Jiaze, scriptwriting was no longer the most important thing. The most important was figuring out how to have a second child.

From the roof of the Tongtian Trading Company, Xiao Yan shot skyward, his body wrapped in starlight, racing toward the Jiexing Mountains. His expression was dark, and his sense of unease grew ever stronger.