Chapter 125: Tickets for "驢得水" Are Hard to Come By

Literary Master 1978: Time to Teach the Literary World a Lesson The most cunning Bermuda grass 2303 words 2026-04-10 09:39:16

Rachel swaggered to the bench. Johnson, understanding her intention, immediately sent Nowitzki onto the court.

Back when Xiao Chao first appeared in the Seven-Star Divine Realm, he had been transported by the Bridge of the Other Shore. Golden light had streaked across the sky, and although the Longevity Pill King and others came to investigate, they failed to discover the hidden Xiao Chao.

To be safe, he had to move his entire troop to Pakalo City; only by retreating into the city could they be secure.

The Peng Demon King ignored Xiang Tian entirely, turning his gaze instead to Yang Feng to see how he intended to handle the situation.

It took a long time for them to adapt before they opened their eyes, only to be plunged into silence by the scene before them.

Sun Ce had once visited Lu Kang, but Lu Kang treated him with disdain, refusing to meet him personally and sending his secretary instead. For this reason, Sun Ce harbored a grudge in his heart.

Notes of Buddhist chants, imbued with profound mysteries and the wondrous power of the Dao, danced through the heavens and earth like agile musical notes.

That Centennial Pill had been obtained at the cost of great effort; even Zheng Kedi himself was reluctant to consume it, and of course, he would have been unable to digest it even if he had.

Ling Feng had never met the White-Bearded Elder in his past life, but his experiences were widely recounted.

As the last Demon Emperor was slain, the true energy within Xu Bo fluctuated violently, elevating his cultivation level by a tier; clad in his Infinite Sword Armor, he reached the state of a tenth-level Martial Emperor.

Yang Linglan flicked her spiritual power, casting off the drool that covered her head and body to reveal her beautiful self once more. With a dark expression, she looked at the large black fish kneeling before her.

Ao Jun felt a deep aversion to the man before her, and the closer he got, the deeper her disgust grew. Yet, for some reason, she felt a sense of intimacy toward the name he had given her, as if it were meant to be hers. Catching a warning glance from her father not far away, she gave a reluctant nod.

Qin Haoxuan? Those two blood demons were not afraid, so why should they fear a sycophant like Hua Lao?

Feng Dingbei was confident in his future. In ten or twenty years, the hundred thousand men he had deployed would bring him several times that number in recruits, and by then, he would possess an iron cavalry of over half a million in Yunzhou! Who in the world could stop him then?

Only if this person wished to leave could he guide him to reincarnation. If he remained trapped in this formation, he would have to stay with him. Otherwise, if the person were to awaken one day and recall being wronged, he would be doomed. Guarding him for a thousand or ten thousand years was better than being obliterated.

The rogue cultivator camp’s central command tent was in chaos. After Qin Haoxuan had slaughtered thirty of their men that day, they were terrified into calling an emergency meeting, presided over by two rogue cultivators at the fortieth leaf of the Immortal Seed stage.

Lin Huaisheng heard his brother Lin Huaiyi’s booming voice the moment he knocked. Upon hearing his brother call out to him, he felt a surge of joy, instinctively rising and grabbing his clothes to dress.

"Don't you need to go look for the Huyan Demon Venerable?" Yang Linglan asked, finding it strange that Lei Chengtian would let that fellow off.

Though he now commanded over forty thousand troops, the force, while large, was uneven in quality, and his only reliable elite soldiers remained those who had started with him.

Fenghua had a characteristic: if she hadn't minded something in the past, she wouldn't mind it later. Furthermore, since Wuming had joined Yiyi to rescue her and Suifeng, she already considered him one of their own.

"If you hadn't gone to the bar, you wouldn't have been so severely injured, would you? You said yourself that you faced assassination attempts at the Xu villa several times before, yet you weren't hurt. This is all your own doing," Zhang Wei remarked.

Those who submitted to Apollo became His angels, while those who chose to fight to the end became demons.

Director Feng glanced at Fang Zhilin. "If you hadn't led the way, could she have found this place? Even if she had, without your escort, could she have reached our fifth-floor conference room?"

"Hello, A-Chen. I am your new teacher and your new friend. My name is Xia Ran-Die." Wei Qingqing leaned over. She was dressed modestly today in a white shirt, pencil skirt, and high heels, radiating a strange allure despite her restrained appearance.

It was supposed to be a trip to get some digestive tablets, but once they were inside, Shen An took her directly to have her stomach pumped.

Seeing that Wu Jinglei’s primary target was me, Da Bing and Ji Zi surrounded her from both sides, forcing her into a precarious position.

However, just as he finished speaking, Wei Qingqing stuffed a fish ball into Shen An’s mouth.

"Besides, my grandfather told me that if I can't even perform my duties as a guard well, I should retire from the military and never touch a gun again for the rest of my life."

A flash of silver light crossed Lin Suqi’s body, imbuing her Ice Spirit Sword. She entered a profound and mysterious state; at that moment, her sword intent surged, becoming so dense that even Barker felt a prickling sensation on his skin and took several steps back.

He had no need to worry about Gu Xuan’s safety. While others did not know Gu Xuan’s true power, he understood it perfectly.

She hadn't bought much; aside from a few medicinal herbs unique to the Xialan Continent, Ye Zihan didn't need anything else.

It was about as thick as her arm, though she couldn't yet tell how long it was, as both ends remained buried in the soil.

After completing these tasks, everyone was excited and their confidence soared. The students sent by the Zhongshan Sect, in particular, had learned much about mineral prospecting. They continued southward, preparing to strike while the iron was hot to discover more deposits—ideally, a copper mine.

Two days later, the sound of insects shrieking came from outside the insect lair, and shortly after, Xiao Yuanshan arrived with Jing Wu and the others.

"You..." Lu Zihui pointed at Wang Yu, too furious to speak. Wang Yu’s words had essentially labeled him as Miao Yucheng’s dog.

For the one who never left his side, he would use his unique tenderness to conquer her.

"It was naturally spoken by me." As Gong Shaoqing spoke, he had already reached Ye Zihan’s side and pulled her into his arms.

The old lady’s tone and expression were perfectly calm, as if she were discussing the most ordinary of matters.

Although countless questions remained, Huo Lingfeng’s tenderness gradually dissolved the fear in Zhuang Qingqing’s heart. As his kiss deepened, her hands slowly wrapped around his neck, as if responding to his gentleness.

"You'er, where have you been these past few days? We couldn't get through on the phone!" Brother Haoran said.

For Lin Canghai, it made little difference whether it was Saturday or any other day. Since he ran a company, he worked through weekends just as he did on any other day when business was busy.