Deer Cliff Village
Although Leqing Town is a small settlement in the southwest, its exceptional natural beauty ensures it never lacks tourists during peak travel seasons.
In her youth, Wang Hongyue worked outside the town, saving a modest sum. Upon returning, she purchased a storefront on the busiest street, where she began serving local specialty dishes. She also earned some commission by referring business to nearby guesthouses.
In the restaurant business, anyone with decent culinary skills and a willingness to work hard can make a living. Furthermore—
On the table at the center of the stage, draped in a red cloth, sat only Hao Dongyang, the president of Dongyang Construction, and three experts including Huang Changhe. Prior to this, Hao Dongyang had strongly invited Lin Xi to join them on stage, but she declined.
While the grand opening ceremony of Guoning Appliances was in full swing, the lottery event at Dongsheng was also a lively affair.
The Sage King took a gentle breath, lifted her exquisitely beautiful chin, and gazed at the pale blue sky. Yet, within her emerald eyes, only greed and madness could be seen.
A surge of fiery energy erupted from Jiang Rankong’s body as a massive, waterless barrier formed around him. He saw that all the human slaves had been ushered inside this barrier, and with a powerful punch, he struck the ground.
Cagalli crouched down slowly, reaching for Mary’s gun. Just as her fingers brushed it, Mary grabbed her hand, stopping her.
Zhao Mingliang was nearly dumbfounded as he listened. He hadn’t expected such twists and turns in the story—his eyes had truly been opened.
“You’re back? How do you feel? Our resort is quite satisfactory, isn’t it?” Tan Xin greeted them with a professional smile.
The Ghost Swordsman Lie, after hearing this bold idea, pondered for a moment, then nodded. “Alright! I’ll go with you!” The two joined hands and rushed toward the Pyramid of White Bones. Sure enough, as they drew within a hundred meters, Lin Yunxuan could sense the growing fury behind him.
“Ultimate Ghost Sword Technique: Army-Breaking Dragon Slash!” As Lin Yunxuan closed in on the metal giant, he unleashed three consecutive sword strikes, sending arcs of sword energy crisscrossing through the air, cutting the construct, Lugo’s metal giant, into dozens of pieces.
The blond male Qi Master’s life was down to one-tenth; defeat seemed inevitable.
A sleepy Kim Taeyeon was about to nod off, but the sudden sound of heavy breathing in her ear startled her awake. She stood up, ready to lose her temper, yet instead found herself staring straight ahead, unmoving, the blush on her cheeks adorably vivid.
Zhu Qi had maneuvered the Golden Sacred Wheel behind the Great Emperor Ziwei. Chang’e, upon noticing the cannon’s muzzle aimed in their direction, was astonished. But Zhu Qi had already flown out, signaling to Chang’e with his hands.
The priests standing behind each of them didn’t hesitate to cast their skills on their own hunters.
Not far away, the Flower Sprite Ball had also turned a ripe red. If a sauce were poured over it, it would be indistinguishable from a braised lion’s head. Yun Hu and Gou Zhen began to salivate even more, unable to help swallowing the excess down their throats.
Within the Spirit Beast Sect, nearly every disciple had their own spirit beast. These creatures, regarded as guardian spirits, fought alongside their masters, making the sect’s disciples several times stronger than cultivators of the same level.
With three thousand points of defense in hand, Zhu Qi could easily withstand these attacks—even if he could barely move an inch.
Previously, Chen Yang hadn’t known, but now he realized that the one in charge of punishment at Tiger Devouring Peak was Peng Yan.
“He left Huanghua Temple just a few days ago. Given his temperament, he’ll probably be waiting for you up ahead!” said Bodhisattva Pilanpo.
The empire’s ultimate victory in the war owed much to the Black Knight Goro. The rise of this new generation deity was, in essence, the very path of victory for the Dark Empire.