"What's the next promise?"
Hearing Li Yang's words, Zhao Feihu felt a pang of doubt. Was that not enough? There was a second promise?
For the first time, truly the first time, Qin Mo felt the halberd in his hand was so heavy. His spiritual energy had long been depleted. What sustained Qin Mo now was his tenacious spirit and his body's instincts.
He had a sharp tongue, his verbal prowess rivaling that of the madams in the Red Chamber, capable of verbally wounding someone severely.
The camera also focused on Qiu Chaoyong. Ding Yao's heart suddenly clenched. She felt it wasn't the lens of a camera, but the muzzle of a dark gun.
Yet, even the servants of the Bamboo Mansion could tell that the Prince of De's intentions were clearly not about the wine.
The origin of this hidden space might be the source of the malevolent energy. Of course, this was merely Xu Zhengmu's speculation; no one knew for sure.
After filling both large wooden buckets with water, A Luo shouldered the water and walked home. She carried a hundred-plus jin load on her shoulders, but it didn't seem to strain her much.
Cultivation was a race against time. He didn't want to delay for ten days. He immediately took his leave, hailed a boat, and headed to the West Market.
He took down his satchel from his back and took out a packet of food wrapped in dried lotus leaves. It was a packet of sesame cakes bought in the county, fried with lamb oil, sprinkled with sesame seeds, and even containing lamb filling and scallions.
The reason he managed to kill Li Long was that Li Long had been careless, truly careless, and slow to react. If he had reacted a second sooner, perhaps the outcome would have been different! And how could such an opportunity be encountered again in the future?
As expected, after seeing Qin Mo press the floor number, Le Cheng also pressed a floor number. Only after Le Cheng exited the elevator did the doors slowly close, carrying Qin Mo further upward.
"A martial art with no great power is worth him, Gu Yi, specifically sending someone to deliver it. I want to know what its purpose is!" Zhao Min asked Shen Fei calmly.
What was regrettable was that her sister's mother had passed away shortly after her birth. She had not experienced a single day of maternal love.
"While I am satisfied, I need to know how you obtained it. You know the smallpox virus is something America uses to guard its national fortune. How could you get your hands on it so casually?" Zhu Cheng's meaning behind "guarding the national fortune" was multifaceted. It referred to everything from before America's founding to its current global hegemony.
Zheng Li raised his binoculars and looked towards the horizon. Even if he were slower-witted, he should have understood the enemy's intention by now. If this continued, the trenches would be immediately filled, and tens of thousands of cavalry would surge forward.
The void was boundless. Except for the colorful lights seen when approaching celestial bodies, the rest of the space was as dark as ink, as dead as the netherworld.
This time, due to the need to face a special situation, Zhuo Yue thought of them again. Perhaps they would be needed to save the day in the end, so Zhuo Yue specifically called them over.
The aquatic life and plants beneath the water were dazzlingly vibrant, beyond the imagination of the two Earthlings, Yang Yuxue and Cao Guohua. It was more like a different ecological environment.
The four-legged fish was clearly stunned by this sudden scene. Its fish eyes stared blankly at the human face just inches away, its entire body stiff, not daring to move.
Fat He Yue came to find He Yue while He Yue was doing homework in her dorm. Suddenly, the door was kicked open.
However, within the imperial court, there were two individuals who did not fear Zhou Xie's tyranny: one was the Great General Ao Yuntian, and the other was the Prime Minister Yang Mingyue.
From beginning to end, it was only a moment. For Elder Tan and the others, they hadn't even figured out what had happened before the Great Emperor had already disappeared.